Detainees In Cages Quotes & Sayings

There is that unpredictability of the seasons that I enjoy. I like the threat of a tornado. I like the threat of four feet of snow. — Paul Westerberg

As a child, I tried to play by the rules. I got very good grades in school; I was an Eagle Scout; and I believed in all of it. — George Meyer

I love beating the men. When I beat 'em in the ratings, when I beat 'em in the salary, I always say, 'One more for the girls.' — Cristina Saralegui

Absolutely nothing. That's what I'm going to do for two weeks. Not think. If I start to think, I'm going to think really hard about not thinking until I quit thinking. — James Dashner

With your spirit open and unconstricted, look at things from a high point of view. — Miyamoto Musashi

We danced alone, apart, without time. It was not Jade who bit or clawed my shoulders. It was the creature at the root of her being, hidden beyond the bursts of color, the quivering muscles, exposed when joy shakes the mind free of the constraints of traditional thinking and leaves it standing warm in the sunshine, naked, asking to be taught anew. It was Jade. — Kevin R. Hill

Growing up in eastern Germany, I knew of Superman, but he didn't resonate emotionally with me. — Antje Traue

When you really want to find someone, it isn't that hard. I should have known all along that she wasn't looking. I feel so stupid.
There's nothing stupid about wanting to be loved. — Nina LaCour

The Communist Party of China is a party that seeks peace, harmony and reconciliation, unlike the Communist Party of the former Soviet Union — Zheng Bijian

My mum's from Yorkshire and my parents aren't snotty or posh - they're very hard workers, both of them. — Sally Phillips

if a philosopher wishes to be useful to human society, he must announce a God. — Voltaire

A few Grik lunged at them, but the vast majority only wanted to get out of their way. These they left alone, conserving ammunition. It was a little disconcerting. They'd never seen so many "civilian" Grik before, and it was stunning how little fight they had in them.
"What a buncha pansies!" Silva panted, still having trouble with the heavy, wretched air. Three Grik had nearly fallen over themselves trying to clear his path when he menaced them with the Thompson. Its barrel was still smoking after a long burst he fired down a congested alley where another column of warriors was struggling to get at them. Those that followed fired into the writhing mass as well, the heavy booming of their rifles much louder than the stutter of the Thompson.
"Pansies!" Petey cawed. "Pansies! Ack! Goddamn! — Taylor Anderson

And yet even in reaching for the beautiful there is beauty, and also in suffering whatever it is that one suffers en route. — Plato