#to

They thought we were going to hurt the game, but we just wanted to help ourselves, because the players needed to get together to protect their interests. ↗

— Ted Lindsay

#game #get #get together #going #help

I was too dumb to know Opie was going to grow up to be a great Director, if so, boy, I would certainly have become his best friend. ↗

— George Lindsey

#best #best friend #boy #certainly #director

It's not hard to tell we was poor - when you saw the toilet paper dryin' on the clothesline. ↗

— George Lindsey

#paper #poor #saw #tell #toilet

Twenty years ago, I said there was going to be something that would stop the Soviet Union from taking over the world. And now we see that the Soviet Union has been stopped, through its own disintegration. ↗

— Hal Lindsey

#been #disintegration #going #i #now

We have got too many kids around the house to have a romantic meal at home. But Danielle is a fantastic cook. She does a brilliant lasagne, great roasts and a great chilli dish. She knows the way to my heart. ↗

— Gary Lineker

#brilliant #cook #dish #does #fantastic

Stop worshiping the bad in boys and start recognizing the good in men ↗

— Kerry E. Wagner

#authors #best-quote-ever #book-clubs #books #bookstores

The serious writer was aware of a paradox at the heart of his art: his inner world, the place of the strongest stories, was infinite, but it was also embedded in – if this was possible! – an even more infinite universe of all things to write about. It was like seeing the Grand Canyon from outer space – a huge gorge that looked like a thin trickle, impossible to miss, hard to hit. ↗

— Marcus Speh

#humanity #short-story #writer #writing-life #art

I didn't like some of the movies that were coming into me. ↗

— Ray Liotta

#i #into #like #me #movies

I want to do a little bit of everything. I love sci-fi. I think it's more the characters that draw me towards things. I like strong women. I'm very interested in futuristic stuff, anything. ↗

— Sabrina Lloyd

#bit #characters #draw #everything #futuristic

I recount as this journey begins where I rest to gather the tale from this same old house resting on the hill, leaving me a view of a carnival once seen from just across the tracks. My pallet is dry now. The colors I see no more. The rain has washed away many of the signs that once stood for a prosper home and family. My grave is waiting. The dreams once filled my head with images of world unison, hope and companionship for all. The saga spoken through my canvas drew darker as the years went on to the bitter cold nights. All that comes to me now are glimpses of faces that graced my soul. ↗

— Kris Courtney

#award-artist #drama #memoir #true-story #dreams