Ballin Quotes

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Yeah, about a guy who was jogging by you this morning. You said his penis was swaying like the wrecking ball in Miley Cyrus’s music video and he needed to wear man panties rather than free-ballin’ it.
Meghan Quinn (Three Blind Dates (Dating by Numbers, #1))
Philippine culture was clearly different. It wasn't the fan's duty to remain aloof in the presence of stars; it was the player's responsibility to show gratitude to the average Filipino.
Rafe Bartholomew (Pacific Rims: Beermen Ballin' in Flip-Flops and the Philippines' Unlikely Love Affair with Basketball)
Watching Castro, whose tiny hands looked like marshmallows, hoist the ball from his waist and through the hoop seemed like the human equivalent of an ant lifting fifty times its body weight.
Rafe Bartholomew (Pacific Rims: Beermen Ballin' in Flip-Flops and the Philippines' Unlikely Love Affair with Basketball)
The Doper's Dream Last night I dreamed I was plugged right in To a bubblin' hookah so high, When all of a sudden some Arab jinni Jump up just a-winkin' his eye. 'I'm here to obey all your wishes,' he told me. As for words I was trying to grope. 'Good buddy,' I cried, 'you could surely oblige me By turning me on to some dope!' With a bigfat smile he took ahold of my hand, And we flew down the sky in a flash, And the first thing I saw in the land where he took me Was a whole solid mountain of hash! All the trees was a-bloomin' with pink 'n' purple pills, Whur the Romilar River flowed by, To the magic mushrooms as wild as a rainbow, So pretty that I wanted to cry. All the girls come to greet us, so sweet in slow motion, Mourning glories woven into their hair, Bringin' great big handfuls of snowy cocaine, All their dope they were eager to share. We we dallied for days, just a-ballin' and smokin', In the flowering Panama Red, Just piggin' on peyote and nutmeg tea, And those brownies so kind to your head. Now I could've passed that good time forever, And I really was fixing to stay, But you know that jinni turned out, t'be a narco man, And he busted me right whur I lay. And he took me back to a cold, cold world 'N' now m'prison's whurever I be... And I dream of the days back in Doperland And I wonder, will I ever go free?
Thomas Pynchon (Gravity’s Rainbow)
Lauren's eyes widened.An entire page had been devoted to the Children's Hospital Benefit Ball.In the center was a color picture of her-with Nick. They were dancing, and he was grinning down at her. Lauren's face was in profile, tilted up to his. The caption read, "Detroit industrialist J. Nicholas Sinclair and companion." "It does look like me, doesn't it?" she hedged, glancing at the excited, avidly curious faces surrounding her desk. "Isn't that an amazing coincidence?" She didn't want her relationship with Nick to be public knowledge until the time was right, and she certainly didn't want her co-workers to treat her any differently. "You mean it isn't you?" one of the women said disappointedly. None of them noticed the sudden lull, the silence sweeping over the office as people stopped talking and typewriters went perfectly still... "Good morning, ladies," Nick's deep voice said behind Lauren. Six stunned women snapped to attention, staring in fascinated awe as Nick leaned over Lauren from behind and braced his hands on her desk. "Hi," he said, his lips so near her ear that Lauren was afraid to turn her head for fear he would kiss her in front of everyone. He glanced at the newspaper spread out on her desk. "You look beautiful, but who's that ugly guy you're dancing with?" Without waiting for an answer, he straightened, affectionately rumpled the hair on the top of her head and strolled into Jim's office, closing the door behind him. Lauren felt like sinking throught the floor in embarrassment. Susan Brook raised her brows. "What an amazing coincidence," she teased.
Judith McNaught (Double Standards)
Fear is a beautiful mirror reflecting the reality of great things with false illussions. After all, images in the mirror ain't real at all, they're just virtual. So, keep ballin' without checkin mirrors coz u may see an image that proves it's hard -- ya, u never know it's hard till u've done it!!!
Mphezulu Xetho Dainamyk
The courtside entertainment provided similar commercial thrills. Smaller businesses that couldn't afford their own teams bought the right to have company mascots wander the aisles, where they posed for photographs, danced as much as their cumbersome costumes allowed, and further blurred the line between professional basketball and a Lewis Carroll acid trip.
Rafe Bartholomew (Pacific Rims: Beermen Ballin' in Flip-Flops and the Philippines' Unlikely Love Affair with Basketball)
The PBA was a symptom of the Philippines' basketball obsession, not the cause. I was thrilled to be witnessing the professional game from inside Alaska's locker room, but that wasn't what brought me to Manila in the first place. I was inspired by the idea that a Southeast Asian nation populated by five-foot-five men and mostly forgotten by America except for its political corruption, widespread prostitution, and violent Muslim separatist movement could be devoted to hoops with a passion unequaled by any other country. It was a nationwide tale of unrequited love. Forty million short men obsessed with basketball--they might as well have been a nation of blind art historians.
Rafe Bartholomew (Pacific Rims: Beermen Ballin' in Flip-Flops and the Philippines' Unlikely Love Affair with Basketball)
Matthew, we need your help. What do we do?” “Look at my new kicks.” He raised one boot. “Finn said I’m ballin’ like a pimp now.” Then he frowned. “Good thing?” “Yes, yes, but—” “He took care of me when you abandoned me.” God, the guilt. In a rush, I said, “I thought you’d be safer at Finn’s than going back out on the road with me! You know how dangerous it’ll be to reach the coast.” But then, I’d believed that before I’d understood how lethal I could be. “Dangerous Empress!” “This isn’t working!” “Tapped out.” My glyphs were dark, the fuel gauge blinking E. Selena’s hand shot out and smacked my face. “What the hell?” When I raised my palm to my cheek, she slapped the other one harder. I felt my glyphs stirring. “If you don’t want these cards to die, then get to work, Evie! You need to look like the Empress of Old, slithery and creepy and sexy all at the same time.” “Touch me again, and you’ll see slithery and creepy—” With her enhanced speed, she shoved me back before I could even react. I tripped over my pack, landing on my ass. “You bitch!” I bounded up, thorn claws bared. “That’s it! Sell it, sister, or we are dead!” I gazed down at my body, at my skin glowing through the fabric of my clothes. Sharp emotions like fury and utter terror always sparked my powers; Selena had pissed me off enough to give me a jump-start. I narrowed my eyes at Matthew. “This is why you want me angry, terrified, and sad for the rainy season?” Blank smile.
Kresley Cole (Endless Knight (The Arcana Chronicles, #2))
The SS Deutschland was one of a group of four ships that included the SS Albert Ballin, on which my father had originally come to the United States. The other two were the SS Hamburg, and the SS New York. The Deutschland was launched during the Roaring Twenties on April 28, 1923, at the Blohm and Voss shipyard along the Elbe River in Hamburg. Nearly a year later after sea trials, she inaugurated her regular run to New York City. From the beginning, the ship was beset by problems, but was still considered the pride of the Hamburg-Amerika Line, a company with rich traditions that was founded in 1847. So, when the Deutschland left Hamburg for the first time on March 27, 1924, she moved slowly down the Elbe River past Blohm und Voss, the massive dockyard where she had been built. At the time of her maiden voyage, the entire city celebrated when the Deutschland headed down the Elbe River towards the North Sea. Other ships in the harbor fittingly saluted her by blowing their deep throaty whistles, as small craft such as tugboats and fireboats pumped frothy white streams of the brackish river water high into the air.
Hank Bracker
Otto von Bismarck met een klaver en lieveheersbeestje.
Petra Hermans (Voor een betere wereld)
Eugen remained a man of considerable influence, part of a network of industrialists and bankers who worked hand in hand with the German state to further Germany’s interests as well as their own. They financed not only Germany’s industry, but also its growing and far-flung imperial interests in Africa, the Middle East, and South America. Like Eugen, many of these key players were of Jewish origin, including Carl Fürstenberg, the Arnholds, the Rathenaus, the Warburgs, and Albert Ballin, director of the Hamburg-America Line.
Simon Goodman (The Orpheus Clock: The Search for My Family's Art Treasures Stolen by the Nazis)
Kujtimi Edhe në mungove, Edhe në ndryshove, Edhe në dredhove, Në më gjarpërove: Kujt j-a dhè mungimin? Kujt ja dhè ndryshimin? Kujt j-a dhe dredhimin? Kuja gjarpërimin? Mungime-e ndryshime, Mungime-e dredhime, Dh’ato gjarpërime- Hon për zemrën t’ime. Zemr’ e mall i parë, Zemërëz’ e vrarë Kujton dyke qarë, Pushton me llaftarë Lulen e pavdarë, Trupin e pangarë. Pa ri pshoj qetuar Dyke ëndëruar Ndaj po puth nër duar- Si ndaj koh’ e shkuar- Fort i dëshëruar, Fort i dhëmshëruar, Fort i lumtëruar, Ballin dritë-qëruar Syrin qjell-kulluar, Gjirin-vajzëruar, Trupin-qumështuar
Lasgush Poradeci
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances And eventually answers to the call of autumn All them fallin' for the love of ballin
Kanye West
me encontré para almorzar con Herr Ballin; acababa de llegar de Alemania. Nos sentamos juntos y le pregunté qué pensaba sobre la situación. Con las pocas palabras que pronunció, se vio claro que no había venido en viaje de placer. Dijo que la situación era grave. «Me acuerdo —dijo él— del viejo Bismarck cuando me decía, un año antes de su muerte, que llegaría un día en que estallaría una gran guerra europea a consecuencia de algún simple incidente en los Balcanes.» Estas palabras podían ser ciertas. Todo dependía del zar. ¿Qué haría si Austria hacía la guerra a Serbia? Unos cuantos años antes no habría habido peligro, pues el zar no estaba seguro en su trono, pero ahora no era así y, además, el pueblo ruso era muy sensible a cualquier cosa que pasara en Serbia. «Entonces —añadió él—, si Rusia ataca a Austria, nosotros iremos a la guerra y, por consiguiente, también Francia; y ¿qué haría Inglaterra en tal caso?» Yo no estaba en situación de decir nada más que sería una gran equivocación el suponer que Inglaterra no tendría que hacer nada y, añadí, que ella juzgaría los acontecimientos a medida que se fueran produciendo. Replicó, hablando con tono muy vivo: «Suponga usted que nosotros entramos en guerra con Rusia y Francia, y suponga que derrotamos a Francia y, sin embargo, no nos apropiamos de nada de esta en Europa, ni un simple metro de su territorio, sino solo algunas de sus colonias en concepto de indemnización; ¿sería esto causa de una actitud diferente por parte de Inglaterra? Suponga usted que damos previamente una garantía». Yo, por mi parte, me hice firme en mi fórmula de que Inglaterra juzgaría los acontecimientos y que sería erróneo suponer que quedara al margen de cuanto pudiera suceder. Esta conversación la referí por el curso debido a sir Edward Grey y la repetí al principio de la siguiente semana en el Gabinete. El miércoles de dicha semana se nos telegrafió oficialmente desde Berlín exactamente la misma proposición que hizo Herr Ballin, es decir, que Alemania no haría conquista territorial alguna en Francia, pero se indemnizaría en sus colonias. Esta proposición fue rechazada inmediatamente. No tengo la menor duda de que el emperador había confiado directamente a Herr Ballin la misión de explorar qué es lo que haría Inglaterra. La impresión de esta visita a Inglaterra la describió Herr Ballin en sus memorias diciendo: «Incluso un diplomático alemán medianamente capacitado podría haber llegado a un acuerdo con Inglaterra y Francia, lo que habría asegurado la paz e impedido a Rusia empezar la guerra». El redactor de estas memorias añade: «La gente, en Londres, estaba, ciertamente, muy preocupada con la nota austríaca, pero la medida en que el Gabinete deseaba el mantenimiento de la paz puede deducirse de la observación que hizo Churchill, casi con lágrimas en los ojos, a Ballin cuando se separaron:“Mi querido amigo, no nos hagan ir a la guerra”.». Tenía proyectado pasar el domingo con mi familia en Cromer y resolví no alterar mis planes. Dispuse que hubiera continuamente un operador en las oficinas de telégrafos para asegurarme un servicio de noche y de día. El sábado por la tarde llegaron noticias de que Serbia aceptaba el ultimátum. Me fui a la cama con la sensación de que las cosas se resolverían. Esta narración nos ha mostrado que antes se habían resuelto muchas veces; de vez en cuando las nubes se habían amontonado constantemente, amenazando, y quedaron después dispersas.
Winston S. Churchill (La crisis mundial. Su historia definitiva de la Primera Guerra mundial 1911-1918)
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth "Rip down all hate," I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull, I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow -Don Ballin
Bob Dylan