Blossey Ford Quotes & Sayings

Judging the intellect of others where comprehension is lacking, is like a mutt judging the groom of Best in Show. — S.P. Mount

He wanted to be better than what he was made of. In Mumbai's dirty water, he wanted to be ice ... He wanted to be recognized as better than the dirty water in which he lived. He wanted a verdict of ice. — Katherine Boo

Cold steel and discipline and the slight capital surplus necessary to move and organise armies constituted the sole defences. — Winston S. Churchill

Spending some time getting quiet can really be the best remedy for tangled situations. Taking a step back from all the emotion, frustration, and exhaustion to sit quietly with Jesus will do more to untangle a mess than anything else I've ever found. — Lysa TerKeurst

I kept an interested eye on the transfer window in England, which opened and closed last month, and the lack of frantic activity just goes to show the current financial state of the game right now. — David Ginola

We know about the socially complex lives of elephants: how they communicate, how they bond, how they even seem to grieve. We have ethologists in the field and activists on the ground to thank for that knowledge. — K.A. Applegate

Come Friday, the world will see what the Protestant people really think of this so-called peace process, which is really a surrender process. — Ian Paisley

Reality is a concept that depends largely upon where you point your face. — Demetri Martin

The real world is in a much darker and deeper place than this, and most of it is occupied by jellyfish and things. We just happen to to forget all that. Don't you agree? Two-thirds of earth's surface is ocean, and all we can see with the naked eye is the surface: the skin. — Haruki Murakami

I tumble over and over, till the force of the deluge carries me away, out the door and into the passage. Photos of my family tumble from the wall and are swallowed by the sea. Her mouth opens and closes as she calls my name, but I'm already out of reach. — S.A. Partridge

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead. — Alexander Smith