Flyway Quotes & Sayings

Of course the United States and Russia have different interests. Nevertheless, both are strategic partners. — Valentina Matviyenko

So I ask my pride that it always go along with my wisdom. And when my wisdom leaves me one day alas - it loves to flyway - let my pride then fly with my folly. — Friedrich Nietzsche

A leader is a person who must take special responsibility for what's going on inside of himself or herself ... lest the act of leadership create more harm than good. — Parker J. Palmer

I could never stand to be a writer. Not a real writer. It's entirely too awful, having thoughts that refuse to become sentences. — Caitlin R. Kiernan

About the great preacher. I wanted to see him through foreign eyes, kind and unkind, loving and unloving, before I looked on him with my own. — Elif Shafak

I'm fascinated by people in their eighties and nineties. Especially those who are still creating and living in an interesting way. I am fascinated by them because they have so much to say now that they've lived for so long. — Morrissey

Let us candidly admit that there are shameful blemishes on the American past, of which the worst by far is rum. Nevertheless, we have improved man's lot and enriched his civilization with rye, bourbon and the Martini cocktail. In all history has any other nation done so much? — Bernard DeVoto

It's much more interesting to watch someone who is ill-equipped to solve their problem fight to solve their problem than wallow in the knowledge that they're ill-equipped to solve their problems. — John Hawkes

His father took off the man's head with a single sure stroke. Blood sprayed out across the snow, as red as summerwine. — George R R Martin

Recently I heard Sheryl Crow and I loved her, she was terrific. — Bobby Sherman

If I said any more it would just be a lie; you can't use words to corral something this wild. — Ben Weaver

Oh, listen. Listen!' A sound like a big crowd a good way off, excited and shouting, getting closer. We stand up and scan the empty sky. Suddenly there they are (the geese), a wavering V headed directly over the hilltop, quite low, beating southward down the central flyway and talking as they pass. We stay quiet suspending our human conversation until their garulity fades and their wavering lines are invisible in the sky.
They have passed over us like an eraser over a blackboard, wiping away whatever was there before they came. — Wallace Stegner