#tink

I could have a degree in music and come on the show, and Simon could still say 'You stink'. ↗

— Clay Aiken

#could #degree #i #music #say

Here we are in the 70's when everything really is horrible and it really stinks. The mass media, everything on television everything everywhere is just rotten. You know it's just really boring and really evil, ugly and worse. ↗

— Lester Bangs

#everything #everywhere #evil #here #horrible

If you improve or tinker with something long enough, eventually it will break or malfunction. ↗

— Arthur Bloch

#enough #eventually #improve #long #malfunction

From a scientist's perspective, to understand everything that you need to know about human beings, you only have to tinker with all the mechanical parts of genes and the brain until there are no more secrets left. ↗

— Deepak Chopra

#beings #brain #everything #genes #human

I found with this record I had to really be strong-willed, because in the past I've tended to tinker and add a thing or take a thing away, and nearly always been wrong. ↗

— Elvis Costello

#always #away #be strong #because #been

No matter where I've been overseas, the food stinks, except in Italy. ↗

— Carmen Electra

#been #except #food #i #italy

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not. ↗

— James Joyce

#else #love #love is #mother #stinking

Every job is good if you do your best and work hard. A man who works hard stinks only to the ones that have nothing to do but smell. ↗

— Laura Ingalls Wilder

#do your best #every #good #hard #job

People recognize certain things, like 'D' means 'this dialogue stinks.' We're dealing with shows that are written here, shot in New York and posted back here. Accurate communication is a necessity. ↗

— Dick Wolf

#back #certain #certain things #communication #dealing

Your cold mornings are filled with the heartache about the fact that although we are not at ease in this world, it is all we have, that it is ours but that it is full of strife, so that all we can call our own is strife; but even that is better than nothing at all, isn't it? And as you split the frost-laced wood with numb hands, rejoice that your uncertainty is God's will and His grace toward you that that is beautiful, and a part of a greater certainty, as your own father always said in his sermons and to you at home. And as the ax bites into the wood, be comforted in the fact that the ache in your heart and the confusion in your soul means that you are still alive, still human, and still open to the beauty of the world, even though you have done nothing to deserve it. And when you resent the ache in your heart, remember: You will be dead and buried soon enough. ↗

— P. Harding

#life #tinkers #beauty