Prizefighting History Quotes & Sayings

You then get into a period a few years ago, where a lot of external factors that we didn't have anything to do with did hit, and some of them at the same time ... devaluations, weak economies, you name it, in various parts of the world. — Jim Cantalupo

Friend, I am grieved when I find a venator or hunter of your experience and observation, following the current of vulgar error. The animal you describe, is in truth a species of the bos ferus or bos sylvestris, as he has been happily called by the poets, but, though of close affinity it is altogether distinct, from the common Bubulus. Bison is the better word, and I would suggest the necessity of adopting it in the future, when you shall have occasion to allude to the species. — James Fenimore Cooper

No more "band psycho" stuff for me. I'm fine without it. — Christian Fennesz

You can see when an actor gets bored: Their eyes go dead. I promised myself I'd never let that happen. If it does, I'll go and live on a desert island for a year. — Anna Friel

One of the reasons lust is bad (not the only reason) is that it makes you stupid. Like any addiction, it blinds your vision to everything else and focuses it on the one thing that is the object of your addiction. — Peter Kreeft

It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear, But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears. It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw, But rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight. — Kahlil Gibran

Work hard. Do good. Be incredible! — Cheryl Strayed

Today just might be the best day to start seriously thinking about quitting smoking ... — Alexander Woollcott

Jeb releases my fingers and cups my face in his hands, barely touching me, like I'm breakable. "It's me I'm losing control of. Hundreds of sketches, and I still can't get enough of your face." He traces the dimple in my chin with his thumb. "Your neck." His palm moves along my throat. "Your ... " Both hands find my waist and drag me off the table so we're standing toe to toe. " I'm not wasting another second drawing you," he whispers against my lips, "when I can touch you instead." He presses his mouth to mine. — A.G. Howard

I just want to tell a good story, so I always ask myself, 'Are these people real to me?' — Ruth Rendell

So when we met that first night," I said, "by the fence, you thought I was friendly?" "I didn't think you weren't," he said. "I wasn't very nice to you." "You were jumping a fence. I didn't take it personally. — Sarah Dessen