#spin

Our father came to sleep in our house that night. He carried a small suitcase with a black mourning suit and a pair of polished shoes. Corrigan stopped him as he made his way up the stairs. 'Where d'you think you're going?'Our father gripped the bannister. His hands were liverspotted and I could see him trembling in his pause. 'That's not your room,' sad Corrigan. Our father tottered on the stairs. He took another step up. 'Don't,' said my brother. His voice was clear, full, confidant. Our father stood stunned. He climbed one more step and then turned, descended, looked around, lost. 'My own sons,' he said. We made a bed for him on a sofa in the living room, but even then Corrigan refused to stay under the same roof; he went walking in the direction of the city center and I wondered what alley he might be found in later that night, what fist he might walk into, whose bottle he might climb down inside. ↗

— Colum McCann

#inspiration #inspirational #let-the-great-world-spin #inspirational

One well-meaning aunt had even told Amanda of her belief that the Lord had kept her from marrying solely to provide someone to take care of her ailing parents. Amanda would have preferred the Almighty had made other arrangements. Apparently it had not occurred to anyone that Amanda might have caught a husband, had the remaining years of her youth not been expended in caring for her mother and father. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#relatives #romance #spinsters #life

Down the mine I dreamed of cricket; I bowled imaginery balls in the dark; I sent the stumps spinning and heard them rattling in the tunnels. No mishap was going to stop me from bowling in the real game, especially this one. ↗

— Harold Larwood

#bowled #bowling #cricket #dark #down

Words can have no single fixed meaning. Like wayward electrons, they can spin away from their initial orbit and enter a wider magnetic field. No one owns them or has a proprietary right to dictate how they will be used. ↗

— David Lehman

#dictate #electrons #enter #field #fixed

In our rich consumers' civilization we spin cocoons around ourselves and get possessed by our possessions. ↗

— Max Lerner

#civilization #consumers #get #our #ourselves

This is the pain pacemaker. I've got a battery under my skin. From that battery are two electrodes that go into the spine where they cut bone away to accommodate it. Now I put on the power here. If I have the pain, the stimulator starts. It's tingling, like when your foot falls asleep, you know? ↗

— Jerry Lewis

#asleep #away #battery #bone #cut

I would love to do a comedy spoof, like a Spinal Tap kind of thing. ↗

— Matthew McGrory

#i #kind #like #love #spinal

I was a really picky eater as a child. Because I was obsessed by Popeye, my mum and aunts would put my food in a can to represent spinach and we'd hum the Popeye tune and then I'd happily eat it. ↗

— Paul O'Grady

#because #child #eat #eater #food

I've cried, and you'd think I'd be better for it, but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine the rest of my life. ↗

— Conor Oberst

#cried #i #just #life #my life

Small samples in the centrifuge will spin at varying rates to create synthetic gravity, like the gravity of Mars or the gravity of the moon, and measure how the specimens respond within the centrifuge. ↗

— John L. Phillips

#gravity #how #like #mars #measure