Mindfulness Ireland Quotes & Sayings

Much is forgiven anyone who relieves the desperate boredom of the working press. — William Weld

Had I guns (as I had goods) to work my Christian harm.

I had run him up from the quarter deck to trade with his own yard-arm;

I had nailed his ears to my capstan-head, and ripped them off with a saw,

And soused them in the bilgewater, and served them to him raw;

I had flung him blind in a rudderless boat to rot in the rocking dark,

I had towed him aft of his own craft, a bait for his brother shark;

I had lapped him round with cocoa husk, and drenched him with the oil,

And lashed him fast to his own mast to blaze above my spoil;

I had stripped his hide for my hammock-side, and tasseled his beard in the mesh,

And spitted his crew on the live bamboo that grows through the gangrened flesh. — Rudyard Kipling

But the men - hungry, greedy, tired of planting in dry soil - had been forced to leave the village in order to send food-money home. — Maxine Hong Kingston

The only thing we are sure to fail is that which we do not attempt — Paul-Emile Victor

Theo was so pleased with her, so proud of her. In love with her, whatever love was. — Annabel Joseph

Though ambition itself be a vice, yet it is often times the cause of virtues. — Quintilian

In its artless cruelty, Dallas is superior to any "intelligent" critique that can be made of it. That is why intellectual snobberymeets its match here. — Jean Baudrillard

The agreement,' the colonel announced, 'says thirty-seven officers, fifty vehicles, and one hundred seventy five men.'
'What agreement?'
'The Berlin Agreement, — Andrei Cherny

I would like to be somebody young people, young girls, can look up to. — Tori Kelly

Hands over your head," one of the cops calls. I yell back. "I'm with the Marshal Service. The Golden Vigil." "Hands over your head." I can tell this guy isn't going to take my word for anything, including that I'm a biped from planet Earth. I put my hands up like the nice man said. The pain in my chest heats up again when I get my hands over my head. — Richard Kadrey

She's a wolf. Get it right, crap for brains. Tink's knickers, you have got to be the stupidest lunker I've ever lit on. — Kim Harrison

Sprawled out on the front lawn Looking up at an ordinary sky It could fall on me and somehow be The day I didn't die — Nick Burd