#som

It was much more than bricks and stone - It was an idea. ↗

— Patricia C. McKissack

#goin-someplace-special #education

The number of those who have nothing to recommend them and of those in whom nothing but good can be found is probably equal ↗

— Lady Murasaki Shikibu

#truth #widsom #equality

There will always be a place for us somewhere, somehow, as long as we see to it that working people fight for everything they have, everything they hope to get, for dignity, equality, democracy, to oppose war and to bring to the world a better life. ↗

— Harry Bridges

#better #better life #bring #democracy #dignity

I looked over and saw this man on the extreme right aisle sort of galloping to the podium. He was tall, he was thin, and the way he was galloping it looked as though he was going someplace much more important than the podium. ↗

— Betty Shabazz

#extreme #galloping #going #i #important

You can be the best person in the league but if you don't win championships, something's missing. ↗

— Terrell Davis

#championships #league #missing #person #something

I don't care what people say about how I look or even their opinion on my relationship. But the moment you judge my character is when we have a problem. ↗

— Rachelle Friedman

#bully #character #courage #courage

He was the person all of us should be, but most of us aren't. And if I could have taken his place to buy him a little more time in the world, I'd have done it. I'm sorry I couldn't. ↗

— Trish Doller

#remorse #something-like-normal #death

I won't forget the hood. I won't forget the days of catching a bullet on the way to the mailbox or bricks with death threats that somehow made their way through the window. ↗

— Pau Gasol

#bullet #catching #days #death #forget

A lover exists only in fragments, a dozen or so if the romance is new, a thousand if we're married to him, and out of those fragments our heart constructs an entire person. What we each create, since whatever is missing is filled by our imagination, is the person we wish him to be. The less we know him, of course, the more we love him. And that's why we always remember that first rapturous night when he was a stranger, and why this rapture returns only when he's dead. ↗

— Andrew Sean Greer

#existentialism #imagination #knowing-someone #knowledge #love

Drop the fucking weapon, you fucking motherfucker or I'll fucking scramble your fucking brains. Hands up! Hands where I can fucking see them, you fucking cocksucker. You fucking breathe wrong, you fucking blink wrong, and I will fuck you up. Fucker." Jacobsen snarled it as he shoved Marcell to the ground. "On your fucking face, you fucking shit coward. Stream my lieutenant in the fucking back? Fuck you. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#eve-and-roarke #in-death-series #death