M Quotes
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“My argument is focused on the fact that a relatively small percentage of the world's Muslim countries are impacted by this order. Stated differently, this executive order is a singularly ineffective - in legal parlance, it would be called under-inclusive - form of a Muslim ban.”
“My argument is limited to saying that a major new medium changes the structure of discourse; it does so by encouraging certain uses of the intellect, by favoring certain definitions of intelligence and wisdom, and by demanding a certain kind of content - in a phrase, by creating new forms of truth-telling.”
Source: Amusing Ourselves to Death: Public Discourse in the Age of Show Business
“My argument is not that I shouldn't have been punished, but that the punishment didn't fit the crime.”
“My argument is not that we must never intervene in nature. My argument is that there is a moral difference between intervention for the sake of health, to cure or prevent disease, and intervention for the sake of achieving a competitive edge for our kids in a consumer society.”
“My argument is that history is made by men and women, just as it can also be unmade and rewritten, always with various silence and elisions, always with shapes imposed and disfigurements tolerated.”
“My argument is: keep the bloody bottom line at the bottom. That's where it should be.”
“My argument would be that I don't think there is much that's genuinely political art that is good art.”
“My arguments for liberal empire or whatever you want to call it - hegemony, primacy, you name it - are really activated by a sense that the alternatives involve more violence, more repression, more hardship.”
“My arias make me take off as if I were on a trampoline.”
“My arm began moving, turning the invisible crank of Death's music box. Somewhere inside, I didn't want the melody to end.”
Source: Salt to the Sea
“My arm bones looked like chicken bones.”
“My arm draped her shoulder; we both felt safe, as if we were a complete solar system unto ourselves, dangling in the sky, warm heated planets inside a universe of stars.
-Richard”
Source: Girlfriend in a Coma
“My arm extended upward in pleading for peace and the Union of our Fathers... When my hand came down from that impassioned gesticulation, it fell slowly and sadly by the side of a Secessionist.”
“My arm hurts all the time now. It hurts right now. It never stops hurting.”
“My arm is paralyzed; my voice that once could be heard all along the line, is gone; I can scarcely speak above a whisper; my hearing is very much impaired, and sometimes I feel as if I wished the end would come; but I have some misrepresentations of my battles that I wish to correct, so as to have my record correct before I die.”
“My arm reaches up. I don't know if I'm reaching for the pipe or for him. I want to touch his skin. I want to breathe in what he breathes. The yellow swirl. I want to be the yellow swirl. I want him to breathe me in, be sent riding on oxygen molecules deep into lungs. I want to travel through his body, seeing what makes him happy, attaching myself to whatever place in him sparks to life on my arrival. His blood. His tissues. His muscles. I want to burrow inside the folds like a wind-blown dusting of snow so that each time I melt away, he seeks me out again. There's no delineation between the pipe and the smoke and his body. It's all whole, I want in. I want him.
'Please,' I say softly, 'let me try.'
Without letting go of the pipe, he swings his hand holding the lighter with incredible force, backhanding my face. My jaw pops. The lighter swings back under the pipe undulating back and forth, inhaling the curl as it rises from the tar, exactly the same as before he hit me, only now he's staring at me, hating me.”
Source: I Am Not Myself These Days
“My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death!”
Source: The Hobbit
“My armour is black, for I am death itself. My helm is the skull of every man that died in every battle fought by my Chapter in the ten millennia since our founding. More than that, my face is the victorious leer of the dying Emperor.
And why am I charged with this responsibility? Why do I wear the black?
Because I hate. I hate more than my brothers, and my hatred runs blacker, deeper, purer than theirs.”
Source: One Hate
“My armpits sweat like BBQ water. It’s fire-roasted to quench even the thirstiest runner.”
Source: Me and memes and memories
“My arms are always open for you. Come, come on in. I am peace and my surname is humanity.”
Source: Safa Tempo: Poems New & Selected
“My arms are killing me. I didn't know words could be so heavy.”
“My arms are too short to box with God.”
“My arms are up to the elbows in blood. That is the most terrible thing that lies in my soul.”
“My arms are wide open to all of the blessings that are coming my way. I fully accept them with immense gratitude.”
“My arms flew up of thier own accord knoking my bag down. I grabbed hold of the desk to keep myself from falling down.”
“my arms grew tired
from constantly reaching
so i wrapped tem around myself
and allowed them to rest”
“My arms hurt from how tightly Patch held me. “Now that’s what I call a scream,” he said, grinning at me.”
Source: Hush, Hush
“My arms sometimes move on their own in big flapping motions, as if I might take off, and my hands spin like a hummingbird’s wings.”
Source: The Eagle Tree
“My army is the army without arms - an army of bravehearts radicalized by the mantra of sacrifice in the course of reason, assimilation and ascension.”
Source: Heart Force One: Need No Gun to Defend Society
“My Army reserve service was in the 1990s. It was, more than anything else, an opportunity for me to express gratitude. My understanding of and admiration for the American armed forces is deeper, better informed as a result. I'm among those who believe that military or other citizen service should be an expected part of every American's life.”
“My arrest was on every bloody TV set. The other prisoners all knew who I was and asked me to sing.”
“My arrival saved the kingdom, while his only reiterated that his blood would fill the throne one day.”
Source: Given to the Sea
“My arrogance knows no bounds and I will make no peace today, and you should be so lucky to find a woman like me.”
“My art and my self-expression in any form has always been an attempt towards sincerity, honesty, and empathy for others. For a multitude of reasons both professional and personal I no longer feel that this is possible within [Crystal Castles]. Although this is the end of the band, I hope my fans will embrace me as a solo artist in the same way they have embraced Crystal Castles.”
“My art and profession is to live.”
Source: The Essays of Montaigne
“My art became very public.”
“My art career actually began under the kitchen table. My mother wanted to get me out of her hair while she cooked, so she laid out some paper and pencils on the floor under the kitchen table.”
“My art career often feels less like an art career and more like a career in educating, usually by using my body.”
“My art collection is dominated by tribal art from Nigeria where I taught school, from New Guinea where we've travelled, and by Canadian Haida pieces. My own art is either on exhibition or owned by other people!”
“My art feels like it's real disobedient. I can fill notebooks with observations and maybe they find their way into the work unconsciously, which is great. I've never been able to directly plug, like to take a little snip that I've picked up on the street and transfer it into a story. I don't know what's wrong, but it never works that way.”
“My art flatters nobody by imitation, it courts nobody by smoothness, nobody by petitelieness without either fal-de-lal or fiddle-de-dee; how then can I hope to be popular?”
“My art gives contemporary art a juvenile-delinquent phase. Its self-made style gleefully trashes conventions of beauty and society while pick-pocketing from the coolest underground styles and beliefs of the previous centuries.”
“My art has gained some high value.”
“My art has nothing to do with servicing collectors, it's for living, for turning on with.”
“My art history papers were really politics. They were about the manifestation of culture through the eye of political events. So there was always that refusal to settle in one place, or one discipline or medium.”
“My art in the last period has all been in small format, but my paintings have become even deeper and more spiritual, speaking truly through colour. Feeling that because of my illness I would not be able to paint very much longer, I worked like a man obsessed on these little 'Meditations' (a long series of small paintings he made during the last years of his life, with as main motif the schema of a face, ed.). And now I leave these small but, to me, important works to the future and to people who love art.”
“My art is a diary”
“My art is a form of restoration in terms of my feelings to myself and to others.”
“My art is about paying attention - about the extremely dangerous possibility that you might be art.”
Source: Robert Rauschenberg, a retrospective
“My art is an attempt to reach beyond the surface appearance. I want to see growth in wood, time in stone, nature in a city, and I do not mean its parks but a deeper understanding that a city is nature too-the ground upon which it is built, the stone with which it is made.”