#returning

I was serving good but was returning especially well, which was a weakness in my game. So not only was I serving well, but I was also breaking these other guys, and they felt the pressure. ↗

— Richard Krajicek

#breaking #especially #felt #game #good

First of all, returning from motherhood, I was looking for something lighter, and I wasn't as much attracted to Kate as I was to the relationship between the two people. ↗

— Tea Leoni

#between #first #first of all #i #kate

Often, before returning home, I would take a long and roundabout way and pass by the peaceful ramparts from where I had glimpses of other provinces, and a sight of the distant country. ↗

— Pierre Loti

#country #distant #glimpses #had #home

A recent Pew Hispanic survey found that more than 70 percent of illegal immigrants from Mexico are interested in a guest-worker program and then returning home. ↗

— John Shadegg

#hispanic #home #illegal #illegal immigrants #immigrants

Mothers weep and Sons be dumb your brothers and children murder the beautiful yellow bodies of Indochina in dreams invented for your eyes by TV ↗

— Allen Ginsberg

#beauty

During my 8 years as chairman, I had the privilege to peer into the future to see dynamic citizen astronauts returning to and from the heavens which we can expect in the future. ↗

— Dana Rohrabacher

#chairman #citizen #during #dynamic #expect

Most previous immigrants came to the United States to become Americans, with no intention of returning home. They relinquished their ties with their homeland. English was their key to prosperity, and they worked hard to master it. ↗

— John Shadegg

#came #english #hard #home #homeland

Though times have changed, it's a nice surprise to see that youthful feeling of anti-war sentiment returning once more to the cobbled main streets of Europe. ↗

— Cat Stevens

#changed #cobbled #europe #feeling #main

My cheeks are red hot, my lip still trembles, because I sent my heart to speak; every word of it delusional and awkward, an exuberance, an abrupt sound. That's how I spoke, oh, it still shows on my hot cheeks I'm now carrying home. I look down at the snow and walk past many houses, past many hedges, many trees, the snow adorns hedge, tree and house. I walk on, staring down at the snow, on my cheeks nothing but red-hot memory reminding me of my wild talk. ↗

— Robert Walser

#heart #home #returning-home #speak #wild