#season

These girls come; they last one season; they're completely used up and dried out and sent back home. That's not how to make a life. I want a girl to come in knowing full well what she's getting into and being able to deal and make decisions that will create a career. ↗

— Carol Alt

#back #being #career #come #completely

It's exciting that you've got an entire season to experience 24 hours of highly dramatically charged human experience. It allows for the close inspection of minutiae in behaviour. ↗

— Xander Berkeley

#behaviour #charged #close #dramatically #entire

I am a season ticket holder to Dodger games. I go to every Dodger game I can go to. Every single one. ↗

— Shia LaBeouf

#dodger #every #game #games #go

You know, last season I didn't do anything on the show, so I was frustrated. I mean, don't get me wrong: It's nice to get a paycheck. But if you don't really do anything it's not very satisfying. ↗

— Lorraine Bracco

#frustrated #get #i #know #last

So the first season about halfway through he just sort of put us together and then broke us up all within one episode. One of the ideas is to have us do that once a year - to have everything blow up in our faces and not work out. ↗

— Sarah Chalke

#blow #broke #episode #everything #faces

Sweet as sweetest Grecian honey will my song be when I sing, O Beloved, in the season of the Spring! ↗

— Ruben Dario

#grecian #honey #i #season #sing

Nevertheless during these two seasons, Chapman impressed me a lot because he had the faculty to pull himself out of the most critical situations. ↗

— Jacky Ickx

#critical #during #faculty #had #himself

Spring, if it lingers more than a week beyond its span, starts to hunger for summer to end the days of perpetual promise. Summer in its turn soon begins to sweat for something to quench its heat, and the mellowest of autumns will tire of gentility at last, and ache for a quick sharp frost to kill its fruitfulness. Even winter — the hardest season, the most implacable — dreams, as February creeps on, of the flame that will presently melt it away. Everything tires with time, and starts to seek some opposition, to save it from itself. ↗

— Clive Barker

#seasons #dreams

My mother could never have said she loved fall, but as she walked down the steps with her suitcase in hand toward the red Monte Carlo her husband had been waiting in for nearly an hour, she could have said that she respected its place as a mediator between two extremes. Fall came and went, while winter was endured and summer was revered. Fall was the repose that made both possible and bearable, and now here she was was with her husband next to her, heading headlong into an early-fall afternoon with only the vaguest ideas of who they were becoming and what came next. ↗

— Dinaw Mengestu

#love

Winter is much like unrequited love; cold and merciless. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#love #relationships #romance #seasons #unrequited-love