#wall

My mother begged doctors to end her life. She was beyond the physical ability to swallow enough of the weak morphine pills she had around her. When she knew she was dying I promised to make sure she could go at a time of her choosing, but it was impossible. I couldn't help. ↗

— Polly Toynbee

#around #begged #beyond #choosing #could

Democracy is made up of three elements. One is whether the laws support pluralistic principles. The second is whether the people take advantage of these laws. The third element is whether the peoples' wallets are thick enough to benefit from this democracy. ↗

— Lech Walesa

#benefit #democracy #element #elements #enough

It's impossible to translate Wall Street greed into one or two demands. ↗

— Cornel West

#greed #impossible #into #street #translate

Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams. ↗

— Gilbert White

#bats #drink #like #over #play

Every president needs to deal with the permanent government of the country, and the permanent government of the country is Wall Street oligarchs and corporate plutocrats and the questions becomes what is the relationship between that president and Wall Street. ↗

— Cornel West

#between #corporate #country #deal #every

When I saw corruption, I was forced to find truth on my own. I couldn't swallow the hypocrisy. ↗

— Barry White

#find #forced #hypocrisy #i #my own

As music migrates into our iPods, CD collections require less and less room, residing in our heads rather than resounding off the walls. The protracted labor of amassing a personal music library has lost its detective zeal. ↗

— James Wolcott

#collections #detective #heads #into #labor

Bureaucrats: they are dead at 30 and buried at 60. They are like custard pies; you can't nail them to a wall. ↗

— Frank Lloyd Wright

#buried #custard #dead #like #nail

Ah, yes, divorce... from the Latin word meaning to rip out a man's genitals through his wallet. ↗

— Robin Williams

#divorce #genitals #his #latin #man

There is something about the very idea of a city which is central to the understanding of a planet like Earth, and particularly the understanding of that part of the then-existing group-civilization which called itself the West. That idea, to my mind, met its materialist apotheosis in Berlin at the time of the Wall. Perhaps I go into some sort of shock when I experience something deeply; I'm not sure, even at this ripe middle-age, but I have to admit that what I recall of Berlin is not arranged in my memory in any normal, chronological sequence. My only excuse is that Berlin itself was so abnormal - and yet so bizarrely representative - it was like something unreal; an occasionally macabre Disneyworld which was so much a part of the real world (and the realpolitik world), so much a crystallization of everything these people had managed to produce, wreck, reinstate, venerate, condemn and worship in their history that it defiantly transcended everything it exemplified, and took on a single - if multifariously faceted - meaning of its own; a sum, an answer, a statement no city in its right mind would want or be able to arrive at. ↗

— Iain M. Banks

#cities #diziet-sma #mankind #marterialist-apotheosis #multifariously-faceted