#rivers

The sediments of the past are many miles in collective thickness: yet the feeble silt of the rivers built them all from base to summit. ↗

— John Joly

#built #collective #feeble #many #miles

Politicians are the same all over. They promise to build bridges even when there are no rivers. ↗

— Nikita Khrushchev

#build #even #over #politicians #promise

The novel is not so much a literary genre, but a literary space, like a sea that is filled by many rivers. ↗

— Jose Saramago

#genre #like #literary #many #much

Porsche and BMW drivers are arrogant. ↗

— Caroll Shelby

#bmw #drivers #porsche

As I walk around, I have met 70-year-old women who live on the Upper West Side who love the show. And I met a couple in Kansas - a couple of truck drivers who drove around together - who loved it. It's popular all over the place and definitely in the gay community. ↗

— Lee Tergesen

#community #couple #definitely #drivers #drove

The data does not support that high-income tax cuts are the main drivers of growth, so I don't think that uncertainty over what the tax rate will be for someone that makes a million dollars a year has that big an impact on the economic growth rate in the country. ↗

— Austan Goolsbee

#country #cuts #data #does #dollars

People who work on the user interface side need to have empathy as a key characteristic. But if you are writing device drivers you don't really need to understand humans so well. ↗

— Andy Hertzfeld

#device #drivers #empathy #humans #interface

Once, I took a taxi. I hate those limousines. They stink and their drivers have been driving dead people to the cemeteries. ↗

— Klaus Kinski

#cemeteries #dead #dead people #drivers #driving

Was I involved in selling drivers licenses to people illegally? Hell no I wasn't. Would I have tolerated it? Hell no. ↗

— George Ryan

#hell #i #illegally #involved #licenses

There are many things worth telling that are not quite narrative. And eternity itself possesses no beginning, middle or end. Fossils, arrowheads, castle ruins, empty crosses: from the Parthenon to the Bo Tree to a grown man's or woman's old stuffed bear, what moves us about many objects is not what remains but what has vanished. There comes a time, thanks to rivers, when a few beautiful old teeth are all that remain of the two-hundred-foot spires of life we call trees. There comes a river, whose current is time, that does a similar sculpting in the mind. ↗

— David James Duncan

#stories #beauty