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...the very greatest satire, I came to think -- the kind that lives forever -- ultimately grew out of a debunking attitude toward the self. To see the world mock-heroically was necessarily to engage in a sort of preliminary self-burlesque. You couldn't take yourself *that* seriously. You were part of it. All the Lilliputian preening and pomposity was, at bottom, one's own. ↗

— Terry Castle

#satire #self-burlesque #attitude

The ones that are crazy enough to believe that they can change the world are the ones that do. Tim Durling ↗

— Tim Durling

#books #fantasy #tim-durling #change

They really liked each other, too. Not like boyfriend and girlfriend, I don't mean. But they both had naturally curly hair, and they both thought professional wrestling was real--which are two pretty strong bonds, when you think about it. ↗

— Barbara Park

#friendship

Imagination is pure potentiality for creation. We shouldn't submit it to the hourly wages we subject our time at work. ↗

— Carlos Roche

#career #employment #hourly-wages #imagination #job

Naturally curly hair is a curse, and don't ever let anyone tell you different. ↗

— Mary Ann Shaffer

#hair #nature

What modern day burlesquer hasn't been influenced by Sally Rand? My own pink ostrich fans -designed by Catherine, naturally- were the largest fans on any stage in the world (even I must up the ante). They are absolutely stunning! Made with four graduated shades of pink and hundreds of rose-colored crystals, they measure seven feet across and weigh 2.3 pounds each. ↗

— Dita Von Teese

#feather-fans #sally-rand #strippers #art

I despise people who go to the gutter on either the right or the left and hurl rocks at those in the center. ↗

— Dwight D. Eisenhower

#despise #either #go #gutter #hurl

Not the torturer will scare me, nor the body's final fall, nor the barrels of death's rifles, nor the shadows on the wall, nor the night when to the ground the last dim star of pain, is hurled but the blind indifference of a merciless, unfeeling world. ↗

— Roger Waters

#blind #body #death #dim #fall

I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all. ↗

— Richard Wright

#darkness #echo #fight #gnaws #how

I have a bronze statue of myself, naked. I have these really big curls and water comes out of every curl. It's hot. ↗

— Macy Gray

#bronze #comes #curl #curls #every