Hump Day Camel Picture Quotes & Sayings

I wrote out little mysteries in longhand, and my mother typed them out on an old Remington. — Alan Furst

For greed all nature is too little. — Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Glory is a scandal. Let me state once & for all: I do not wish to be civilized. — Arthur Cravan

Time is standing still. We are measuring ourselves by how far we are going. — Debasish Mridha

Perhaps jungle life, despite physical danger, was a relaxing one. Surely it was free of the petty grievances, the disparate values of society. It was simple, devoid of artifice and ulcer-burning pressures. — Richard Matheson

Take away my people, but leave my factories and soon grass will grow on the factory floors ... Take away my factories, but leave my people and soon we will have a new and better factory. — Andrew Carnegie

Then the raw hunk of meat that used to be my enemy makes a sound, and I know where his mouth is. And I think the word he's trying to say is please. Pity, not vengeance, sends my arrow flying into his skull. Peeta — Suzanne Collins

I bowl my best when I am fittest and the best way to get fit is to bowl. That's how you get your rhythm. You cannot really find a rhythm by bowling in the nets. — Brett Lee

I had fallen in love with a perfect lie. — R.K. Lilley

There are few young women in existence who have not the power of fascinating, if they choose to exert it. — Benjamin Disraeli

Who in the hot hunk of sex are you? — Harper Sloan

From his bedroom window on the Marine Corps Base in Quantico, Nathaniel Dixon watched in awe at the four-ship formation of V-22 Ospreys chewing up the Virginia air with their massive, wingtip-mounted tilt rotors as they made a pass over the flight line. The aircraft grew in his window as they approached the small bungalow he lived in with his mother and father on base. Just before they flew out of sight, Nathaniel clapped his hands together over the window and imagined smashing each Osprey like a dragonfly. Then, he imagined each falling to earth in flames, smashing in a great ball of fire in his backyard. — Jonathan Marker