Quotes & Sayings About Canadian Wilderness

Look. I see it. You can go to all the movies and watch all the television you want. I am the end of all time. I'm not hooked up to the machine. I don't care about being labelled a misogynist, misanthropic hate addict. I don't give a fuck if some human organism calls me politically incorrect. I like the idea of people getting killed in parking lots. I stab every person who passes me. In my mind, I stab them in the face with a fucking knife. If I thought I could get away with it, I would skin you alive. I only fear prison if I get caught killing one of you humans. I hate you all. I don't know anyone. I am the enemy of humans. I am that which spits in the face of humanity. — Henry Rollins

I could feel his eyes drilling into my back. — R.J. Harlick

A lot of the way I sing is playing off other musicians. It's what I love to do the most. — Gloria Estefan

A loon called from across the lake in the hushed stillness of the rising moon. — R.J. Harlick

There's a land - oh, it beckons and beckons,
And I want to go back - and I will. — Robert Service

The US military has achieved a decisive blow against al-Qaeda with its commando action against Osama Bin Laden and his killing. — Angela Merkel

Our canoe raced toward the rock. — R.J. Harlick

Do you know how lucky you are?" She smiled rather wryly. "Not most of the time. — Madeleine L'Engle

We lived in the gaps between the stories. From — Margaret Atwood

One of the difficult things about growing older is that you start losing so many friends. On the other hand, the older you get, the less time you have to wait until you see them again. — Ron Brackin

Oh, there was harm indeed for a young lady flattered by the brief attentions of a handsome man. — Kate Morton

Alas! we must suffer ourselves before we can feel for others. — Emile Gaboriau

Nothing Can Come from Nothing — Jostein Gaarder

Never had I had so many friends and so much fun as I did in the projects. — Willie Stargell

We do not look on death the way you do, farang. My closest colleagues grasp my arm and one or two embrace me. No one says sorry. Would you be sorry for a sunset? — John Burdett

They arrived without warning on a perfect Indian summer day. — R.J. Harlick

I was sitting in my kitchen agonizing over my Christmas grocery list when I heard the noise. — R.J. Harlick