Amarillio Quotes & Sayings

Amarillio, just turn to the left and 500 yards down — Peter Kay

My friends, your people have both intellect and heart; you use these to consider in what way you can do the best to live. — Spotted Tail

The Shat-el-Arab is a noble river or estuary. From both its Persian and Turkish shores, however, mountains have disappeared, and dark forests of date palms intersected by canals fringe its margin heavily, and extend to some distance inland. — Isabella Bird

One of these days I'd really like to win a battle, rather than just stand quiet while they lose it at me. You know, just to be able say I'd done it. But I'm not complaining. I mean, it works. — K.J. Parker

Just as a man working with his tools should know its limitations, a man working with his cognitive apparatus must know its limitations. — Charlie Munger

It is a principle of the art of war that one should simply lay down his life and strike. If one's opponent also does the same, it is a even match. Defeating one's opponent is then a matter of faith and destiny. — Yamamoto Tsunetomo

America is like an exotic hothouse plant. It can only live now in the artificial environment of vaccinations, sterilization, and antibiotics we started creating a hundred or more years ago. — William R. Forstchen

The final assault on the old city arrived via the interstate highway system. In 1956 the Federal-Aid Highway Act funneled billions of tax dollars into the construction of new freeways, including dozens of wide new roads that would push right into the heart of cities. This - along with federal home mortgage subsidies and zoning that effectively prohibited any other kind of development but sprawl - rewarded Americans who abandoned downtowns and punished those who stayed behind, with freeways cutting swaths through inner-city neighborhoods from Baltimore to San Francisco. Anyone who could afford to get out, did. — Charles Montgomery

It was an especially wonderful time to be a noisy moron. — Bill Bryson

The mind I love most must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind. — Katherine Mansfield

I thank God for my failures. Maybe not at the time but after some reflection. I never feel like a failure just because something I tried has failed. — Dolly Parton