#sheer

And they say She's in the class A Team Stuck in her daydream Been that way since eighteen, but lately, Her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting Crumbling like pastries And they scream The worst things in life come free to us Cos we're just under the upperhand Go mad for a couple grams And she don't want to go outside tonight And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland Or sells love to another man It's too cold outside For angels to fly Angels to fly ↗

— Ed Sheeran

#addict #drug #ed #sheeran #team

I cant tell you the key to succsess, but the key to faliure is trying to please everyone. ↗

— Ed-Sheeran

#insperational-thoughts #music #truthth #music

The sheer force of the music calls for a wild audience reaction. ↗

— Emanuel Ax

#calls #force #music #reaction #sheer

From the moment I was six I felt sexy. And let me tell you it was hell, sheer hell, waiting to do something about it. ↗

— Bette Davis

#felt #hell #i #me #moment

The power of the ballot we need in sheer defense, else what shall save us from a second slavery? ↗

— W. E. B. Du Bois

#defense #else #need #power #save

It's sheer torture. I have to be up with the chickens every day and go to work on my body. I hate it, but I do it. ↗

— Eva Gabor

#chickens #day #every #every day #go

That was the big lesson for all of us. Everything was going great on paper, but we all became miserable because we were so caught up in the machinery of how you make that happen, it took away the sheer joy. ↗

— Susanna Hoffs

#became #because #big #caught #everything

Human nerves quickly get accustomed to the most unusual conditions and circumstances and I noticed that quite a number of men actually fell asleep from sheer exhaustion in the trenches, in spite of the roaring of the cannon about us and the whizzing of shrapnel over our heads. ↗

— Fritz Kreisler

#accustomed #actually #asleep #cannon #circumstances

Signs of fatigue soon manifested themselves more and more strongly, and slowly the men dropped out one by one, from sheer exhaustion. No murmur of complaint, however, would be heard. ↗

— Fritz Kreisler

#dropped #exhaustion #fatigue #heard #however

The Term Paper Artist' represents two models of writing, one of the little boy bouncing his ball, generating stories for the sheer pleasure of it, and the besieged adult, writing to make a living, having to contend with a very competitive, very unreliable world in which public image counts. ↗

— David Leavitt

#artist #ball #bouncing #boy #competitive