Funny Andrew Zimmern Quotes & Sayings

This blessed gift of smoking! — H.G.Wells

Real power is measured by how much you can let things be. — Henry David Thoreau

He would have noticed it sooner if he hadn't been overcome by gray days- days where morning seemed bled of color and getting up unimportant. — Maggie Stiefvater

Film is a very, very powerful medium. It can either confirm the idea that things are wonderful the way they are, or it can reinforce the conception that things can be changed. — Wim Wenders

She had the sea in her blood, and sometimes, if she lay very still at night, with one ear pressed into the mattress, she could even hear the sound of waves.
If that wasn't the sign that the sea was in her blood, what could it be? — Eloisa James

There's always a tone that you have to hit right in horror. With the blood, you want to make sure that it makes sense all along. — Fede Alvarez

And the bummer thing is, ghosts never leave. They might leave you alone sometimes, but they're always there deep down, whispering lies in your ear. They echo the lies others told you: That you're not smart enough; that you're not pretty; that you'll never amount to anything. — Josh Shipp

I'm a firm believer in doing things that scare you. — Catherine Bell

He's never fired a gun in his life," Palamedes said. "He abhors weapons."
As Palamedes spoke,the group could see Shakespeare put the tonbogiri to his shoulder,then jerk three times.
Two of the attacking vimanas spun out of control,both of them crashing into two more. The flour flaming craft spiraled into the sea.
"But then he's always been full of surprises," Palamedes added. — Michael Scott

Just because science so far has failed to explain something, such as consciousness, to say it follows that the facile, pathetic explanations which religion has produced somehow by default must win the argument is really quite ridiculous. — Richard Dawkins

One,
he used to be Pack so he knows how dangerous this kind of killing on our
territory is, that we can'tand won'tleave town. Two, he hates Clay. Three,
he hates Jeremy. Four, he hates all of uswith the exception of our dear
Elena, who, conveniently, wasn't at Stonehaven to be affected by the mess,
which I'm sure Daniel knew. Five, he really hates Clay. Sixoh, wait, other
handsix, he's a murderous cannibalizing bastard. Seven, did I mention he
chose to strike when Elena wasn't around? Eight, if he caused enough havoc,
Elena might be in the market for a new partner. Nine, he really, really,
REALLY hates Clay. Ten, he's sworn undying revenge against the entire Pack,
particularly those two members who happen to be currently living at
Stonehaven. I'm out of fingers here, buddy. How many more reasons do you
need? — Kelley Armstrong

When a male vole repeatedly mates with a female, a hormone called vasopressin is released in his brain. The vasopressin binds to receptors in a part of the brain called the nucleus accumbens, and the binding mediates a pleasurable feeling that becomes associated with that female. This locks in the monogamy, which is known as pair-bonding. If you block this hormone, the pair-bonding goes away. Amazingly, when researchers crank up the levels of vasopressin with genetic techniques, they can shift polygamous species to monogamous behavior.38 — David Eagleman

The basic pattern of life is a network. Whenever you see life, you see networks. The whole planet, what we can term 'Gaia' is a network of processes involving feedback tubes. Humans are part of the larger whole, Gaia. — Fritjof Capra

I heard a song that nailed it: "And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion / I'd get such a shock I'd probably lie / in the middle of the street and die." When were these so-called natural emotions and why were they worth more than the others? Hadn't I already begun to suspect that with feelings, as with revolutions, the more spontaneous-seeming were actually the outcome of long and involved tactical maneuvers? And if, unfortunately, you had to make do without being 'natural', wasn't it better to act as consciously, as deliberately, and therefore as forcefully as possible? Just because a feeling had been painstakingly pieced together didn't mean it was worthless, nor was it necessarily shallow ... — Jean-Christophe Valtat

Lies like knives, lies like poultices. The tiger's stripe, the fawn's dusky dapple. And everywhere, everywhere, the lie that people told themselves. Dreams like cut flowers, with no nourishing root. Will-o'-the-wisp lights to make them feel less alone in the dark. Hollow resolutions and empty excuses. — Frances Hardinge