Lager Berger Baskets Quotes & Sayings

We generally look around for what is not there fretting over it and thus letting go of what is there. — Amit Abraham

Believe it or not, I was just given an honorary doctorate degree from the University of Tennessee. — Dolly Parton

A lot of people don't give much thought to what they believe, and it's easy for them to hold what often are two conflicting ideas in their head at the same time. — Lee Strobel

One of the nuisances of the ballot is that when the oracle has spoken you never know what it means. — Lord Salisbury

Class is much more than Marx's definition of relationship to the means of production. Class involved your behavior, your basic assumptions, how you are taught to behave, what you expect from yourself and from others, your concept of a future, how you understand problems and solve them, how you think, feel, act. — Rita Mae Brown

A circus! 100 clowns of injustice have climbed out of the tiny clown car of this court room. — Ellen DeGeneres

It is the custom on Africa to always produce new and monstrous things.
[Fr., Afrique est coustumiere toujours choses produire nouvelles et monstrueuses.] — Francois Rabelais

The early firings contained many stones. — Andy Goldsworthy

The only Aniimal with 2 ii's! — Aniimal Town

Everyone carries seeds when they talk to each other. — Barbara Renner

In a dynamic democratic society it is indeed difficult to keep in harness the forces of competition. — George W. Stocking

The conclusion, so vexatious to democracy, that wisdom and not popularity qualifies for rule may be forced upon us by the peril in atomic energy. — Richard M. Weaver

If there's no hatred in a mind Assault and battery of the wind Can never tear the linnet from the leaf — William Butler Yeats

Subjugation requires vigilance; if you relax your brutality even for a moment, the people you're oppressing will revolt at the first sign of weakness. That's why dictatorial regimes are always a slippery slope of cruelty doomed to end in failure. — Nenia Campbell

When I remember that dizzy summer, that dull, stupid, lovely, dire summer, it seems that in those days I ate my lunches, smelled another's skin, noticed a shade of yellow, even simply sat, with greater lust and hopefulness - and that I lusted with greater faith, hoped with greater abandon. The people I loved were celebrities, surrounded by rumor and fanfare; the places I sat with them, movie lots and monuments. No doubt all of this is not true remembrance but the ruinous work of nostalgia, which obliterates the past, and no doubt, as usual, I have exaggerated everything. — Michael Chabon