Hoopistani Quotes & Sayings

I don't think people in America understand race, and how deep the hooks of whiteness there are in our consciousness. — Eddie Huang

A random group of homeless people under a bridge would be far more intellectually sound and principled than anything I've encountered at the university so far. — Ward Churchill

I very seldom, very seldom, even know what my characters look like. — Nicholas Sparks

The "trick" is to develop formal mathematical definitions that have known graph theoretic properties, and also capture important intuitive and theoretical aspects of cohesive subgroups. — Katherine Faust

The obvious goals were there- State Champion, NCAA Champion, Olympic Champion. To get there I had to set an everyday goal which was to push myself to exhaustion or, in other words, to work so hard in practice that someone would have to carry me off the mat. — Dan Gable

All over the world, belief in the supernatural has authorised the sacrifice of people to propitiate bloodthirsty gods, and the murder of witches for their malevolent powers. — Steven Pinker

If you read the 'Daily Mail,' you would imagine that the British middle classes lead lives of unremitting misery. — Simon Hoggart

It's your Dom's job to look after you, protect you, to give you a safe place to express your desire to serve him. — Jaime Samms

What particular experiences will nourish your soul? No one can prescribe that for you; it is something only you can know and experience. What is satisfying for one person may be just the opposite for someone else. Being out in nature, by the seashore, or on a mountaintop works for me. Communing with nature brings me into soul time. But for others, being out in nature is something to be tolerated, or even an ordeal, or just what you do if you're a member of a family that goes camping. — Jean Shinoda Bolen

This might sound like a dream for a seventeen-year-old boy, and I won't deny enjoying the attention, but professionally it was a nightmare. My game began to unravel. I caught myself thinking about how I looked thinking instead of losing myself in thought. The Grandmasters, my elders, were ignored and scowled at me. Some of them treated me like a pariah. I had won eight national championships and had more fans, public support and recognition than I could dream of, but none of this was helping my search for excellence, let alone for happiness. At a young age I came to know that there is something profoundly hollow about the nature of fame. I had spent my life devoted to artistic growth and was used to the sweaty-palmed sense of contentment one gets after many hours of intense reflection. This peaceful feeling had nothing to do with external adulation, and I yearned for a return to that innocent, fertile time. I missed just being a student of the game, — Josh Waitzkin