#robert

I think what we ought to be focusing on is that we are on path for the release of 75,000 pages of documents in connection with John Roberts' work in the White House, as in the counselor's office and as his time working as an assistant in the office of the attorney general. ↗

— Alberto Gonzales

#attorney #attorney general #connection #counselor #documents

It was a complex endeavor so without Robert Redford's constant support we wouldn't have gotten to the end. ↗

— Walter Salles

#constant #end #endeavor #gotten #redford

They can gas me, but I am famous. I have achieved in one day what it took Robert Kennedy all his life to do. ↗

— Sirhan Sirhan

#am #day #famous #gas #his

We were almost back to the jail with our second load, and I was just beginning to think we might pull this off, when Uncle Wiggens wandered into the street. 'Who there?' he called out, his words slurred. Emma ducked behind a tree, but I didn't move fast enough. 'Is that you, Dit?' I nodded. Something was strange about him. 'What you doing out so late at night?' he asked. 'Nothing.' I figured out what was strange. 'Where's your leg?' I asked. His leg ended at the knee and he was hopping along on one leg and his cane. 'Left it at home,' said Uncle Wiggens. 'Always do when I'm sleepwalking. My daughter warned me about drinking a whole bottle of whiskey in one sitting. But I was never one to let a woman tell me what to do.' 'Yeah. Me neither.' 'Well,' said Uncle Wiggens, 'I'd best get on home before I wake up.' 'Yeah.' 'Being without my leg and all.' 'That would be embarrassing.' 'Sure would. Sure would.' Uncle Wiggens mumbled to himself as he wandered off. 'General Lee always said, if you ain't got all your supplies, don't ride into battle. Course he meant bullets, but he wouldn't have liked us going off without our legs neither. Course most of us have our legs buttoned on, but... ↗

— Kristin Levine

#home

Some would know Why I so Long still doe tarry, And ask why Here that I Live, and not marry? Thus I those Doe oppose; What man would be here, Slave to Thrall, If at all He could live free here? ↗

— Robert Herrick

#robert-herrick #marriage

Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. ↗

— Robert Heinlein Jubal Harshaw in Stranger in a Strange Land

#love #robert-heinlein #stranger-in-a-strange-land #inspirational

One more dance along the razor's edge finished. Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today. ↗

— Robert Jordan

#lord-of-chaos #military #military-quote #one-more-dance #robert-jordan

Fear not the path of Truth for the lack of People walking on it. ↗

— Robert F. Kennedy

#inspirational #kennedy #rfk #robert-francis-kennedy #inspirational

When a nation forgets her skill in war, when her religion becomes a mockery, when the whole nation becomes a nation of money-grabbers, then the wild tribes, the barbarians drive in... Who will our invaders be? From whence will they come? ↗

— Robert E. Howard

#money

What are you doing here, anyway? You don’t strike me as the speed dating type.’ ‘I lost a bet with Alfie,’ he says. ‘You met him at The Cow that day . . .?’ Waistcoat Guy, I think, nodding. ‘I said to him that if you didn’t text me back then I’d try speed dating, because I’m officially the worst single man in London.’ ‘You’re not!’ I say. ‘I mean, it wasn’t a bad date. I was just . . .’ ‘Don’t say you were drunk! It’s the biggest post-sex insult ever.’ ‘. . . drunk, I mean drinking, a bit more than I ought, and I was, uh, cringing at the thought that I’d been a nightmare date.’ ‘No. You were great,’ says Mark/Skinny Jeans. ‘Actually, the biggest post-sex insult is “we did?”’ says Robert. ‘But that’s another story. ↗

— Gemma Burgess

#robert-on-the-phone #speed-dating #dating