#poll

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I have long held the opinion that the amount of noise that anyone can bear undisturbed stands in inverse proportion to his mental capacity and therefore be regarded as a pretty fair measure of it.


Arthur Schopenhauer


#noise #noise-pollution #intelligence

Love is in the air but the air is highly polluted


Amit Abraham


#love #pollution #love

C'était et je voudrais ne pas m'en souvenir c'était au déclin de la beauté...


Guillaume Apollinaire


#men

The flood of money that gushes into politics today is a pollution of democracy.


Theodore White


#democracy #flood #into #money #pollution

Different elevator music was playing since my last visit-that old disco song "Stayin' Alive." A terrifying image flashed through my mind of Apollo in bell-bottom pants and a slinky silk shirt.


Rick Riordan


#percy-jackson #music

The living sinners on deadly ground.


Toba Beta


#nature #pollution #sin #nature

Talking about pollution, nobody's holy. They who pollute, sinned against nature.


Toba Beta


#nature #pollution #sin #nature

I looked at Thalia. "You're afraid of heights." Now that we were safely down the mountain, her eyes had their usual angry look. "Don't be stupid." That explains why you freaked out on Apollo's bus. Why you didn't want to talk about it." She took a deep breath. Then she brushed the pine needles out of her hair. "If you tell anyone, I swear—" No, no," I said. "That's cool. It's just… the daughter of Zeus, the Lord of the Sky, afraid of heights?


Rick Riordan


#percy-jackson #thalia-grace #zeus #grace

Little sister!" Apollo called. If his teeth were any whiter he could've blinded us without the sun car. "What's up? You never call. You never write. I was getting worried!" Artemis sighed. "I'm fine, Apollo. And I am not your little sister." "Hey, I was born first." "We're twins! How many millennia do we have to argue—


Rick Riordan


#artemis #percy-jackson #sisters

Finally, when someone asked [Pollack] how he knew when a painting was finished, he replied, “How do you know when you’ve finished making love?


Ross Wetzsteon


#painter #painting #dreams