#orange

I look really bad in one of those orange suits with the numbers on the back. It doesn't do anything for me. ↗

— Mike Rogers

#back #bad #i #look #me

...to create was a fundament, to appreciate, a supplement. Once created, the creature was separate from the creator, and needed no seconding to fully exist. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#creation #existence #jeanette-winterson #oranges-are-not-the-only-fruit #to-create

No ordinary effort stops the wheel. In sleep it spins without resistance. Passively, falling deeper, lacking the will to activate any change. ↗

— Stephen Demone

#change #new #orange #project #struggle

And those hard slovos, brothers, were like the beginning of my freedom. ↗

— Anthony Burgess

#burgess #clockwork-orange #inspirational #freedom

Jenny’s admonition had the desired effect. Ned drew a deep breath and thrust his arm gingerly into the bag, his mouth puckered in distaste. The expression on his face flickered from queasy horror to confusion. From there, it flew headlong into outright bafflement. Shaking his head, he pulled his fist from the bag and turned his hand palm up. For a long moment, the two men stared at the offending lump. It was brightly colored. It was round. It was— “An orange?” Lord Blakely rubbed his forehead. “Not quite what I expected.” He scribbled another notation. “We live in enlightened times,” Jenny murmured. ↗

— Courtney Milan

#jenny #ned #orange #proof-by-seduction #men

Well, what do you know? Fakespeare! ↗

— Hillary DePiano

#commedia #parody #shakespeare #the-love-of-three-oranges #art

Walls protect and walls limit. It is in the nature of walls that they should fall. That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#oranges-are-not-the-only-fruit #walls #nature

One mustn't ask apple trees for oranges, France for sun, women for love, life for happiness. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#ask #france #happiness #life #love

An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life. ↗

— Jacques Prevert

#cool #dress #life #my life #night

One thing I could never stand was to see a filthy dirty old drunky howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers and going blurp blurp in between as it might be a filthy old orchestra in his stinking rotten guts;I could never stand to see anyone like that. whatever his age might be, but more especially when he was real old like this one was. ↗

— Anthony Burgess

#alex-delarge #anthony-burgess #age