Morning Smoke Weed Quotes & Sayings

I never met Barry Crump, but I was in an audience once for a play once. There was a drunken man at the back of the auditorium that was shouting during a performance of a one man play, and it turned out later on that was Barry Crump and he was in a state of inebriation. — Sam Neill

Not forever,' he said onto my mouth. And though I knew it was a lie, I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. — Sarah J. Maas

A friend of ours encountered this problem with his home-built computer long ago. He wrote a BIOS that used a magic value in a particular memory location to determine whether a reset was a cold reboot or a warm reboot. After a while the machine refused to boot after power-up because the memory had learned the magic value, and the boot process therefore treated every reset as a warm reboot. As this did not initialize the proper variables, the boot process failed.
The solution in his case was to swap some memory chips around, scrambling the magic value that the SRAM had learned. For us, it was a lesson to remember: memory retains more data than you think. — Niels Ferguson

I'm secretly hoping for the full five. — Gary Barlow

Those who have a scientific outlook on human behaviour, moreover, find it impossible to label any action as 'sin'; they realise that what we do has its origin in our heredity, our education, and our environment, and that it is by control of these causes, rather than by denunciation, that conduct injurious to society is to be prevented. — Bertrand Russell

Even on a $100 million film, people will complain that they haven't got enough money and enough time, so that's always going to be an element in filmmaking. — Ryan Kwanten

I often don't go to sleep and work through the night. I can't seem to do my vocal takes if there's light outside. There's a gentleness to the night that leads me in my stride. — Jamie Woon

Making music is still what keeps a fire going on in me. — Alan Jackson

You are no longer constrained by the mind's limitations-but, freed by the Soul's inner guidance. — Eleesha

When the owner of the pig arrived he found a scrawny and bloodcovered white boychild standing on what was left of his property sawing at it with a knife and hauling on the skin and cursing. The dirty half flayed pig looked like something recovered from a shallow grave. — Cormac McCarthy