Whinny City Quotes & Sayings

The Government cannot afford to have a country made up entirely of rich people, because rich people pay so little tax that the Government would quickly go bankrupt. This is why Government men always tell us that labor is man's noblest calling. Government needs labor to pay its upkeep. — Russell Baker

First of all I think of puppets as sculpture. They are sculpture that moves. You could label it any way you want, but for me it always starts in my mind as a sculpture. — Wayne White

In great pedigrees there are Governours and Chandlers. — George Herbert

I didn't have to play rugby that well, and I didn't have to play cricket that well, because I had this voice. — Tom Jones

Food is a costly antidepressant. — Michael Pollan

There is a detailed breakdown by — Peter Renton

Beckett pounded down the steps and smiled from ear to ear when he saw her. Eve tried to ignore the tremor she felt, the fracture in her shield.
"You're a sight for sore fucking eyes. Are you trying to kill me, hotness?" He walked with a fake pimp limp as he got closer.
"Yeah, I am." If he only knew — Debra Anastasia

God doesn't want our success; He wants us. He doesn't demand our achievements; He demands our obedience. — Charles Colson

Don't stop setting your sights high because of some young guy. — Sheila Johnson

The U.S. must immediately stop all flights from EBOLA infected countries or the plague will start and spread inside our borders. Act fast! — Donald Trump

The mere fact of her sufferings and adventures made her a priceless possession. — Frances Hodgson Burnett

I like to play music and sleep. But most of all, I love to work ... I don't really play sports, so I like to spend my time playing guitar or piano. — Drake Bell

Making Final Fantasy X, anyway, look like an Etch A Sketch. — Thomas Pynchon

APPROACH
Rain is falling. Winter approaches. I drive towards it. In the slow rain. In the semi-darkness. Cello music is playing in the car. The deep sad sound of the cello. It almost swamps me. Routine endeavours to swamp me. The everyday paying of bills.
But I paint men walking in a city of icebergs and crystal. Some of the icebergs are red. I paint a woman swimming in green wavy water. Surrounded by desert mesas. Bright orange in the sunlight. With darker orange for shadows. I paint two people. With purple and pink and yellow and blue circles overlapping the boundaries of their bodies. Dancing.
Life is not ordinary. When I see you tonight I will press my lips to your eyelids. Each one in turn. I will rub my fingertips over the skin on the back of your hands and around your wrists. I will sigh. I will growl. I will whinny. I will gallop into your smile. One sharp foot after the other. — Jay Woodman

The great triumph (or horrible tragedy, depending on how you look at it) of being human is that our brains have evolved over hundreds of thousands of years to understand our mortality. We are, sadly, self-aware creatures. Even if we move through the day finding creative ways to deny our mortality, no matter how powerful, loved, or special we may feel, we know we are ultimately doomed to death and decay. This is a mental burden shared by precious few other species on Earth. — Caitlin Doughty