Ower Quotes & Sayings

How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away — Sappho

An' there never yet was speculation but in the long run, it meant smash. Ye run so hard that ye fall ower yoursel — Neil M. Gunn

I was nervous about doing 'Scottsboro Boys' because I'm not a trained dancer, and there is a lot of very athletic dancing involved. — Colman Domingo

Uncertainty, aridity, peace-all things will resolve themselves into these and pass away. — Franz Kafka

Denying racism is the new racism — Bill Maher

The gay community is very fickle. And I know because I'm part of it and I see it every day. — Lance Bass

Christmas can be celebrated in the school room with pine trees, tinsel and reindeers, but there must be no mention of the man whose birthday is being celebrated. One wonders how a teacher would answer if a student asked why it was called Christmas. — Ronald Reagan

[P]ower, terrible, unprecedented power, and with it came the unavoidable choice that had faced every power-junkie since time began: to have the sheer gall to fake being something greater than a man, or cop-out on the millions who had poured a part of themselves into your image and be something less. — Norman Spinrad

Your mind is like a garden. You can ignore kit and let weeds grow, or you can olabt a healthy garden and perhaps a fl,ower or two. — Sherman L. Smith

The idea of equality is a by-product of the sentiment of envy. Since it must always prove beyond human ower to raise the inferior mass to a superior stratum, apostles of equality must ever be inferiors seeking to reduce their betters to their level. It follows that a nation that once admits this doctrine of equality will be dragged by it to the level, moral, intelletual and political, of its most worthless class. — Rafael Sabatini

You hear again and again that audiences want to see movies that are different, and critics say we make the same thing again and again in Hollywood, then you go and make something different, and you get kicked in the gut for it. — David Ayer

[P]ower is at its most potent when it can operate silently. — J.A. Sharpe

Any cunt withoot the virus could git run ower the morn. That's the wey ye huv tae look at it. Cannae jist cancel the gig. The show must go oan. — Irvine Welsh

The Blue Chest of Rachel Ward" was another "ower-true tale." Rachel Ward was Eliza Montgomery, a cousin of my father's, who died in Toronto a few years ago. The blue chest was in the kitchen of Uncle John Campbell's house at Park Corner from 1849 until her death. We children heard its story many a time and speculated and dreamed over its contents, as we sat on it to study our lessons or eat our bed-time snacks. — L.M. Montgomery