Cows And Farming Quotes & Sayings

So I think you have to marry for the right reasons, and marry the right person. — Anne Bancroft

Inside him, in a broth of blood and water, organs bumped softly, organically into one another, like fish in an aquarium. — Karan Mahajan

This typewriter is the only one that has listened to me throughout the years, the only one who wants to know the girl beneath my layers. — Tessa Emily Hall

POLICEMAN. Good luck. (She finds it easiest just to nod in reply) I wish I was a Prince. — J.M. Barrie

The only thing Oriental about me is my face, — Soong May-ling

Are we witnessing an Obama 'Wag the Dog' moment with Boko Haram in Nigeria? I say yes. Consider all the scandals facing the Obama administration, especially Benghazi and the Select Committee. — Allen West

A generation that cannot endure boredom will be a generation of little men, of men unduly divorced from the slow process of nature, of men in whom every vital impulse slowly withers as though they were cut flowers in a vase. — Bertrand Russell

She wasn't speaking to me - in the juvenile, petty sense of the phrase. — Stephenie Meyer

Father Stalin, look at this Collective farming is just bliss The hut's in ruins, the barn's all sagged All the horses broken nags And on the hut a hammer and sickle And in the hut death and famine No cows left, no pigs at all Just your picture on the wall — Timothy Snyder

The rain began to fall harder, and it distracted him, but he tried to pull himself back because he felt on the verge of understanding something large and important. It seemed to him that this moment - the light and wind, the sweep of fields, the falling rain, the lowing cows, Leah's form as it twisted to one side and then another - captured a sort of life that he longed for, a life of order and harsh beauty, and although this was his farm and his vision, it did not seem to be his life. It seemed instead to be the thing for which he must daily give up his life, an act of submission to something he could not name and only rarely, in moments such as these, have a sense of. Life during these moments seemed neither lost nor ruined but a power to be shared, as the grass shares its power with the living things that devour it. — Robert Boswell