Octane Fitness Quotes & Sayings

As Oscar Wilde should have said, when bad ideas have nowhere else to go, they emigrate to America and become university courses. — Frederic Raphael

A farmer depends on himself, and the land and the weather. If you're a farmer, you raise what you eat, you raise what you wear, and you keep warm with wood out of your own timber. You work hard, but you work as you please, and no man can tell you to go or come. You'll be free and independent, son, on a farm. — Laura Ingalls Wilder

Only when I heard her bedroom door open and close did I give in to my beast instincts and do a wild animal dance around the room. — Alex Flinn

My mom had a huge video camera that I would always play with, and there is home video of me, like, with the camera letting her know, 'I want to do stuff like this when I grow up.' — Rick Gonzalez

I got in trouble in Catholic school for rolling the waist of my skirt down. — Nicky Hilton

That's the only way to get where you want to go: one step at a time. — Margaret Blair Young

Can he tell that I'm fucked up? Can he tell that I've been torn to pieces and put back together again? — H.M. Ward

The ideally non-violent state will be an ordered anarchy. — Mahatma Gandhi

Is there something psychologically wrong with David Gregory? No, besides the usual superhuman vanity of a television professional. He is just not a great host of a news talk show! — Alex Pareene

Our animals don't do drugs. Instead, we move them almost daily in a tightly choreographed ballet from pasture spot to pasture spot. — Joel Salatin

Well, you know that was the worst of it - this suspicion of their not being inhuman. It would come slowly to one. They howled and leaped, and spun, and made horrid faces; but what thrilled you was just the thought of their humanity - like yours - the thought of your remote kinship with this wild and passionate uproar. Ugly. Yes, it was justly enough; but if you were man enough you would admit to yourself that there was in you just the faintest trace of a response to the terrible frankness of that noise, a dim suspicion of there being a meaning in it which you - you so remote from the night of first ages could comprehend. — Joseph Conrad

Have you ever noticed how good things go to those who hate? — Sol Luckman

INTO HER DARKNESS, a churning synaesthesia, where her pain was the taste of old iron, scent of melon, wings of a moth brushing her cheek. She was unconscious, and he was barred from her dreams. — William Gibson