Hardtack Recipe Quotes & Sayings

If there is no evidence that sport lowers aggression, at the same time it should be said that there is also no evidence that sport is motivated by aggression. — Erich Fromm

When you choose a habit, you also choose the end of that habit. — Zig Ziglar

Only those who do not use life as a reason for artificialities are intelligently valuing life. — Lao-Tzu

We anyway have to THINK
Why not think BIG
We anyway have to WORK
Why not do what we LOVE — Mala Mary Martina

But people do. They love each other and they misunderstand on purpose and they fight and then suddenly they aren't the same one. — Ernest Hemingway,

You would think that a rock star being married to a super-model would be one of the greatest things in the world. It is. — David Bowie

Men who allow their love of power to give them a distorted view of the world are to be found in every asylum: one man will think he is the Governor of the Bank of England, another will think he is the King, and yet another will think he is God. Highly similar delusions, if expressed by educated men in obscure language, lead to professorships of philosophy; and if expressed by emotional men in eloquent language, lead to dictatorships. — Bertrand Russell

As far as he knew, I was dying. — Mickey Mantle

Man is my brother, and I am nearer related to him through his vices than I am through his virtue. — Josh Billings

Creationist? Well, no, it's not creationist either. The point is that we are probably a bit less top-to-bottom thorough than, say, the Army Corps of Engineers. Well, actually, scratch that. We are probably about exactly as thorough as the Army Corps of Engineers, in that we are intermittently thorough. — Dave Eggers

If you show up without makeup or looking sloppy, no matter how impressive your ideas are, no one is going to pay attention to you. People take you more seriously if you look polished. — Sylvia Ann Hewlett

The bushes puzzled him, they were so big, almost trees, some twice his height, and there seemed so many. They were planted all along the edges of the towering droop-limbed hemlocks that sheltered the place, and in the acres sheltered there were dozens of great rectangular clumps like loaves of porous green bread. The bushes were evergreen. With their zigzag branches and long oval leaves fingering in every direction they seemed to belong to a different climate, to a different land, whose gravity pulled softer than this one. — John Updike