Baudax Quotes & Sayings

Life is so brief and time is a thief when you're undecided. — Rod Stewart

To inform, and, therefore to reconnoitre , this is the first and constant duty of the advanced guard. — Ferdinand Foch

Tush!
Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate;
Talkers are no good doers: be assured
We come to use our hands and not our tongues. — William Shakespeare

That's right, kid. Never play an ace when a two will do. — Jeff Smith

The garden [of Eden] is the realm of pure beauty from which man is expelled when he becomes interested in ethics, in the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil. The return into paradise, the homecoming, depends on him penetrating the veils of morality to glimpse again the lineaments of lost beauty. — John Carroll

The routine is as much a part of the creative process as the lightening bold of inspiration, maybe more. And this routine is available to everyone. — Twyla Tharp

Amazon drove Borders out of business, and the vast majority of Borders employees are not qualified to work at Amazon. That's an actual, full-on problem. But should Amazon have been prevented from doing that? In my view, no. — Marc Andreessen

I wonder now why humans hate the map of their life that appears on their own bodies, when a tree like this, or a faded painting, or a near-derelict uninhabited building is lauded for its antiquity. — Lucinda Riley

I want my recipes to be clever examples of a bigger story, a celebration of resource responsibility and spending with purpose. — Melissa D'Arabian

This is what it said: In heaven, we can see you. . . We can feel you. . . We know your pain, your tears, but we feel no pain or tears ourselves. . . There are no bodies here . . . there is no age. . . The old who come . . . are no different than the children. . . No one feels alone. . . No one is greater or smaller. . . We are all in the light . . . the light is grace . . . and we are part of . . . the one great thing. — Mitch Albom

The mode of clearing and planting is to fell the trees, and burn once what will burn, then cut them up into suitable lengths, rollinto heaps, and burn again; then, with a hoe, plant potatoes where you can come at the ground between the stumps and charred logs; for a first crop the ashes suffice for manure, and no hoeing being necessary the first year. In the fall, cut, roll, and burn again, and so on, till the land is cleared; and soon it is ready for grain, and to be laid down. — Henry David Thoreau