Polearms Shotgun Quotes & Sayings

Better ten days of love than years of regretting, — Robert Jordan

It's just as idiotic to say there is no life after death as it is to say there is one. — Jeanne Moreau

And we were taught to play golf. Golf epitomizes the tame world. On a golf course nature is neutered. The grass is clean, a lawn laundry that wipes away the mud, the insect, the bramble, nettle and thistle, an Eezy-wipe lawn where nothing of life, dirty and glorious, remains. Golf turns outdoors into indoors, a prefab mat of stultified grass, processed, pesticided, herbicided, the pseudo-green of formica sterility. Here, the grass is not singing. The wind cannot blow through it. Dumb expression, greenery made stupid, it hums a bland monotone in the key of the mono-minded. No word is emptier than a golf tee. No roots, it has no known etymology, it is verbal nail polish. Worldwide, golf is an arch act of enclosure, a commons fenced and subdued for the wealthy, trampling serf and seedling. The enemy of wildness, it is a demonstration of the absolute dominion of man over wild nature. — Jay Griffiths

The best thing about living at the water's edge: You only have assholes on three sides of you, and if they come this way you can hear them splash. — George Carlin

I don't think there's a lot of discipline right now. — Pau Gasol

The universe is a mirror - if you smile at her, she smiles at you with joy. — Debasish Mridha

If you paint in your mind a picture of bright and happy expectations, you put yourself into a condition conducive to your goal. — Norman Vincent Peale

Sex is like nose picking. It's fine as long as you practice it yourself, but it's disgusting watching someone else doing it. — Roald Dahl

One of the best ways to persuade others is with your ears - by listening to them. - DEAN RUSK — Kerry Patterson

I am 90. I can work day or night. I'm the same guy, but the polls show the effect of age. That's the issue. — Ralph Hall

Africa is a land of dreams and memories. It is rifts of remembrance stitched together with the sighs of time. — Deanna Raybourn

Then it became clear that it was a song, the loneliest sort of song because the notes changed so little, like one bird calling and waiting for another to answer. It was as lonely a sound as she'd ever heard. — Ron Rash