Quotes & Sayings About Sherman Tank

You think you know me just because you know my name, think you've seen me 'cause you've seen every line on my face. — Jon Bon Jovi

I was like a little boy playing war, yelling, Bang, bang! Gotcha!, and looking up to see a real Sherman tank rolling right at me. It — Jeff Lindsay

A great biography should, like the close of a great drama, leave behind it a feeling of serenity. We collect into a small bunch the flowers, the few flowers, which brought sweetness into a life, and present it as an offering to an accomplished destiny. It is the dying refrain of a completed song, the final verse of a finished poem. — Andre Maurois

It matters to me, Mays. It matters a lot. I don't like seeing some other guy touching you. Not when it should be me touching you — A Meredith Walters

January 8, 1959; Castro enters Havana
On January 8, 1959, Fidel made his grand entrance into Havana. With his son Fidelito at his side, he rode on top of a Sherman tank to Camp Columbia, where he gave the first of his long, rambling, difficult-to-endure speeches. It was broadcast on radio and television for the entire world to witness. For the Cubans it was what they had waited for! During the speech, smiling Castro asked Camilo Cienfuegos, "How am I doing?" and the catch phrase "Voy bien, Camilo" was born. — Hank Bracker

Jax Cassidy is delightful! Her lush, lyrical way with words will draw you in and keep you turning the pages. — Sylvia Day

What's that?"
"The laundry basket?"
"No, next to it."
"I don't see anything next to it."
"It's my last shred of dignity. It's very small. — John Green

Being in a rock n' roll band was like being in a Sherman tank. Nothing got to you. You were surrounded and protected by men. — Grace Slick

A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality. — Yoko Ono

I have a career I am proud of as a child actor. I'm not running away from it or embarassed with anything I did. — Ricky Schroder

These sculptors consituteted a new movement, he claimed. Not for them the bald abstraction of their predecessors. Their creations were rooted in a postwar world of broken buildings and broken people. Their language was one of terror and trepidation. They tore into the human form, flaying it, tearing it limb from limb, discarding what they didn't want. And when they were done, they found themselves presenting to the world an army of creatures - part man, part beast, and sometimes part machine. As one of Harry's teachers at Corsham had said to him: 'When you've seen the inside of a Sherman tank after a direct hit, it all becomes the same thing. — Mark Mills