Hatebreed Band Quotes & Sayings

Deep are the foundations of sincerity. Even stone walls have their foundation below the frost. — Henry David Thoreau

The best part is that you can use any number of different interfaces." Tap, tap, drag. "This one's made of Lego blocks, for younger kids. See how there's a Lego representation of the DNA? — Michael Grant

Nobody but a reader becomes a writer. — Richard Peck

Deserts possess a particular magic, since they have exhausted their own futures, and are thus free of time. Anything erected there, a city, a pyramid, a motel, stands outside time. It's no coincidence that religious leaders emerge from the desert. Modern shopping malls have much the same function. A future Rimbaud, Van Gogh or Adolf Hitler will emerge from their timeless wastes. — J.G. Ballard

He smelled like family ... and Javier, but I took that as a good sign. — R.K. Lilley

I'm just permanently agitated by everything and everyone. — John Lydon

Clever move. Using humour to deflate my murderous intent. — Nicholas Briggs

Mental reflection os so much more interesting than tv [that]it's a shame more people don't switch over to it. They probably think what they hear is unimportant, but it never is. — Robert M. Pirsig

My brother was in high school and he had a garage band going, but no one would sing. They were covering a Hatebreed song at the time and I knew the words for it. My brother knew I knew the words, so he came inside the house and he's like 'Hey Mitch, come out here and sing'. I did it and after that I started a band with my older brother. That's how I got started. — Mitch Lucker

Hatebreed is a fantastic band. They've been around for ten years and they're going really strong. But Hatebreed
when you compare them to Agnostic Front, we're two completely different bands. There are a few similarities, but Hatebreed is a lot heavier. — Roger Miret

In a restaurant one is both observed and unobserved. Joy and sorrow can be displayed and observed "unwittingly," the writer scowling naively and the diners wondering, What the hell is he doing? — David Mamet