#makin

Trust your instincts, and make judgements on what your heart tells you. The heart will not betray you. ↗

— David Gemmell

#instinct #self-reliance #trust #decisions

An epic is not made by piecing together a set of heroic lays, adjusting their discrepancies and making them into a continuous narrative. ↗

— Lascelles Abercrombie

#continuous #epic #heroic #into #lays

Making movies was more a reaction to not being chosen for sports. Other kids were out there playing at whatever; I was off making something blow up and filming it, or making a mould of my sister's head using alginating plaster. ↗

— J. J. Abrams

#blow #chosen #filming #head #i

When money comes into play then that's all it's about wanting money, who's making the most who can get the most, me, me me... and in the end it screws up the person and the sport. ↗

— Alexis Arguello

#comes #end #get #in the end #into

There's a pattern when tours start - a pattern of infighting, of making up, of breaking up, of addiction. There's a pattern of going to jail. There's a pattern of passion for music. ↗

— Nikki Sixx

#breaking #breaking up #going #jail #making

The fact of the Watergate cover-up is not nearly as interesting as the step into making the cover-up. And when you understand the step, you understand that Richard Nixon lied. That he was a criminal. ↗

— Bob Woodward

#criminal #fact #interesting #into #lied

We started the AIDS virus. We are only able to maintain our level of living by making sure that Third World people live in grinding poverty. ↗

— Jeremiah Wright

#aids #grinding #level #live #living

I know people who grow old and bitter. I want to keep making a fresh start. I don't want them to defeat me. That would be suicidal. ↗

— Robert Wyatt

#bitter #defeat #fresh #fresh start #grow

If you're always telling people why you can't do something, if you parse everything and nitpick, I've got news for you: You're not going anywhere. If you want to make it in this world, learn to say, "sure, no problem." Practice. It's good for you. When is the last time you went on a limb trusting your gut feeling? ↗

— Ziad K. Abdelnour

#age

He’d moved toward me again. His hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasn’t the only one breathing heavily. He pulled me to him, bringing our bodies together. The world was all heat and electricity, thick with tension that was only one spark away from exploding around us. I was balancing on another precipice, which wasn’t easy to do in heels. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#baaabies #kissing #making-out #sydney-sage #balance