Pulteney Distillery Quotes & Sayings

My mission is to kill time, and time's to kill me in its turn. How comfortable one is among murderers. — Emile M. Cioran

God also puts His people in the middle of things for the same reason that He put the tree of temptation in the middle of the garden
so that our choice to follow Him would be a conscious, daily one. Every time we publicly choose to live for Christ, He is glorified. — Lynn Austin

But don't they say that all is fair in love and war? I heard that somewhere."
"'They?' Who are 'they?'"
"I don't know. Just people."
"That's what the victorious claim, not the defeated; the powerful, not the powerless. 'All is fair.' 'The end justifies the means.' Is that what you believe? — John Connolly

Of course there are people who would like to eat breakfast without the screams of toddlers all around them, but those people should get over themselves and stop being stuck up and idiotic. — Jon Ronson

I seek no mercy; my conscience is clear. — Alojzije Stepinac

When you are alone you are all your own. — Leonardo Da Vinci

No empire intoxicated with the red wine of power and the plunder of weaker races has yet lived long in this world. — Mahatma Gandhi

Kimberly Green had a major conniption. "Are you insane?" They — Harlan Coben

Even my failures make money and become classics a year after I make them. — Alfred Hitchcock

I believe any malevolent supercivilisation would have rapidly self-destructed as we may be in the process of doing ourselves. If we do have contact, physical contact with aliens, I think it will be benign. — Arthur C. Clarke

shot in the eye
shot in the brain
shot in the ass
shot like a flower in the dance

amazing how death wins hands down
amazing how much credence is given to idiot forms of
life

amazing how laughter has been drowned out
amazing how viciousness is such a constant

I must soon declare my own war on their war
I must hold to my last piece of ground
I must protect the small space I have made that has
allowed me life

my life not their death
my death not their death

this place, this time, now
I vow to the sun
that I will laugh the good laugh once again
in the perfect place of me
forever.

their death not my life. — Charles Bukowski