No matter what else you came up against, if you could smile and laugh while a monkey did you with chestnuts in a dank concrete basement while somebody took pictures, well, any other situation would be a piece of cake
Quotes about dank (9 Quotes)
The veil of confusion gently falls away, Like the dank mist on a dull autumn day. Revealing the path that lies there before me, To step forward or not, what will it be.
Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining Time will run On smoother, till Favonius re-inspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun. What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise To hear the lute well touched, or artful voice Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air He who of those delights can judge, and spare To interpose them oft, is not unwise.
Objectivity and again objectivity, and expression no hindside-before-ness, no straddled adjectives (as 'addled mosses dank'), no Tennysonianness of speech nothingnothing that you couldn't, in some circumstance, in the stress of some emotion, actually say.
By gar, me dank you vor dat; by gar, I love you; and
I shall procure-a you de good guest, de earl, de knight, de
lords, de gentlemen, my patients.
Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.
Have hung My dank and dropping weeds To the stern god of sea.
The producers were great. They tried so hard to make it bearable. They got a hot tub so I could sit around and be warm between without having to dry off the whole time. But there was a lot trudging around in cold, dank water.
No matter how deep and dark your pit, how dank your shroud, Their heads are heroically unbloody and unbowed.