Pulpwood Logging Quotes & Sayings

If someone told me I had to give back, or I'm supposed to give back, or I'm supposed to do these things, I would reject that. My actions are those of valuing and caring. — Mike Vallely

I'm trying to enjoy my lie as much as I can and I know that tennis hopefully is going to be my life the next 10, 15 years. — Novak Djokovic

When death gives us a long lease of life, it takes as hostages all those whom we have loved. — Suzanne Curchod

When I see people laughing at ideas and companies we have backed, I smile. It means we are going to make a lot of money on that investment. — Fred Wilson

But wasn't there always a someone once for everyone? — Christopher Bollen

We are indeed apt to ascribe certain faults to the place or to the time; but those faults will follow us, no matter how we change our place. — Seneca.

I've never been to a race car race before. — Christina Ricci

Musically, there's a movement called the flatted fifth that's really evil-sounding. It was outlawed by the Catholic Church during the Middle Ages. That movement is what gives you a real evil sound that conjures up dark, fantastic images. It's like an audio horror movie. It personifies what a horror movie is about. — Kirk Hammett

I called the bartender, told him to bring me another beer. I sat there drinking it, and forgetting Earl Walker. It was funny, though, you live with something for part of a week, night and day. You let it fill your mind, and you find weak places in the investigation done ahead of you. It becomes a challenge. There are a lot of questions that need answers. They beat at you, insisting you find the answers, and find out why the cops ahead of you overlooked them. Tino Gonsmart. Ziggy. Too much sense to talk about Ruby. And — Harry Whittington

Nobody did nothin' to nobody. — Yogi Berra

Is not the real experience of each individual very limited? And, if a writer dwells upon that solely or principally, is he not in danger of repeating himself, and also of becoming an egotist? Then, too, imagination is a strong, restless faculty, which claims to be heard and exercised: are we to be quite deaf to her cry, and insensate to her struggles? When she shows us bright pictures, are we never to look at them, and try to reproduce them? And when she is eloquent, and speaks rapidly and urgently in our ear, are we not to write to her dictation? — Charlotte Bronte