Jerry Brudos Quotes & Sayings

Who gives to Aristaeus honey;
Or wine to Bacchus, or Triptolemus
Earth's fruits, or apples to Alcinous? — Ovid

The world is a pencil
not a pen. — Todd Boss

If you're not excited by it, why do you do it? — Amy Adams

Daltrey was by all accounts the toughest man in the Who; maybe the toughest man in London. Filled with blue collar attitude, he strutted around the stage, screaming out the rage of a century of London's dead end lives, roaring like a young lion trapped in a decadent, dying England. Townsend wrote prettily, daydreaming foolishly individualistic dreams of artistic expression, but it was Roger's sledghammer voice that smashed the skulls of the enemy. — Dave Marsh

The pressure used to wear on me. I was on Twitter a couple years ago, and I couldn't handle it all that well. Don't get me wrong, because 90% of the feedback you get is fantastic. — Bryan Cogman

So we have to be careful because if you don't protect your culture you won't have it for very long. — Yahoo Serious

After all, enforced national bilingualism in this country isn't mere policy. It has attained the status of a religion. It's a dogma which one is supposed to accept without question. — Stephen Harper

He tells me that the best man I will ever find will be attracted to other women. I hear this as another fact I am too old not to know. More proof of how unprepared I am to love anyone. — Melissa Bank

I can tweet before going to bed at midnight or 1 and know that they're up and at 'em, and they're going to have to respond. — Sarah Palin

I pressed down the mental accelerator. The old lemon throbbed fiercely. I got an idea. — P.G. Wodehouse

There was too much noise. Sirens from police cars and ambulances. Shouts from the crowd on the street eighteen floors below. Traffic from other streets and all of the noises of San Francisco. Mostly, though, there were the voices. Whispering to him. Reminding him of the dark things he had done - all of the little things he had forgotten, all of the big things he had tried to forget. Mostly they reminded him of his biggest secret, a betrayal of trust and friendship long ago. He squeezed his eyes shut as if that could somehow keep the voices away. — Don Bassingthwaite