Altenhof Restaurant Branson Mo Quotes & Sayings

The problems of all of humanity can only be solved by all of humanity. — Friedrich Durrenmatt

We're all bozos on the bus, so might as well sit back and enjoy the ride. — Wavy Gravy

The greatest carver does the least cutting. LAO-TZU — Phil Jackson

Finally, I found what seemed at the time to be a lid of some sort. Presuming it was a toilet seat (but not really caring one way or the other) I lifted it up, then dropped my shorts and began to piss. Ahhh ... success. Then I stumbled back to bed and passed out. It wasn't until the next morning that I realized what had actually happened. I woke to the sight of Junior standing over my bed with a look of disgust on his face. Hey, man. Did you pee in my suitcase? — Dave Mustaine

An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are. — Suzanne Collins

What you people call your natural resources our people call our relatives — Oren Lyons

They will forget times of distress. Rough garments will become brilliant while silks and satins lose their sheen. The humble cottage will be more desirable than a palatial home. Patience will be more honorable than power. Obedience will count more than knowledge. — Thomas A Kempis

The State requires a taxpaying machine in which there is no hitch, an exchequer in which there is never a deficit, and a public, monotonous, obedient, colorless, spiritless, moving humbly like a flock of sheep along a straight high road between two walls. — Emma Goldman

Man is not made to understand life, but to live it. — George Santayana

I really think people should live to be 100 years old pretty much disease-free. I think that's our genetic potential. — John Mackey

I don't have time to put up with the politics. Who's a Democrat? Who's a Republican? Who's liberal? Who's conservative? Man, can my daughter just go to a school and not get killed? Can these people get a good job? That's what I'm concerned about. — Charles Barkley

He woke once more to external reality, looked round him, knew what he saw- knew
it, with a sinking sense of horror and disgust, for the recurrent delirium
of his days and nights, the nightmare of swarming indistinguishable sameness. — Aldous Huxley