#tap

Let both sides seek to invoke the wonders of science instead of its terrors. Together let us explore the stars, conquer the deserts, eradicate disease, tap the ocean depths, and encourage the arts and commerce. ↗

— John F. Kennedy

#both #both sides #commerce #conquer #depths

I love horror movies because they're really fun. They tap into those wonderful primal emotions. ↗

— Margot Kidder

#emotions #fun #horror #horror movies #i

Writers who have nothing to say always strain for metaphors to say it in. ↗

— Florence King

#metaphors #nothing #say #strain #who

If you're working on a movie, you want it to be projected on the largest tapestry possible, and the sound to be perfect, and for that kind of communal experience of the movies to take place for it. ↗

— Greg Kinnear

#experience #kind #largest #movie #movies

We've got great potential in our country and the only way we're going to make sure kids are getting the degrees that they need, make sure we're getting through that red tape, is by working together. ↗

— Amy Klobuchar

#degrees #getting #going #got #great

Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#dangerous #enters #first #her #into

There are metaphysical problems, problems of human existence, that philosophy has never known how to grasp in all their concreteness and that only the novel can seize. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#grasp #how #human #human existence #known

I am heartbroken that this movie would cause anyone pain. It should be a source of joy. The story is a metaphor about how we try to stay in our own little bubbles, we don't let life in, we don't take the journey. ↗

— Swoosie Kurtz

#am #anyone #bubbles #cause #heartbroken

After that hard winter, one could not get enough of the nimble air. Every morning I wakened with a fresh consciousness that winter was over. There were none of the signs of spring for which I used to watch in Virginia, no budding woods or blooming gardens. There was only—spring itself; the throb of it, the light restlessness, the vital essence of it everywhere: in the sky, in the swift clouds, in the pale sunshine, and in the warm, high wind—rising suddenly, sinking suddenly, impulsive and playful like a big puppy that pawed you and then lay down to be petted. If I had been tossed down blindfold on that red prairie, I should have known that it was spring. ↗

— Willa Cather

#nature #nature-s-beauty #prairie #similies #spring

Right now, I'm standing behind the glass, and I guess that's a metaphor for how my life will be going forward. ↗

— Angela Ruggiero

#forward #glass #going #guess #how