Bill Buford Quotes
Bahia is the Amazon's geographical next-of-kin: the same climate, forest canopy, diverse floor. But there is no wild cacao; the tree was introduced, most likely by a Frenchman, Louis Frederick Warneaux, who, in 1746, sowed seeds near one of Bahia's large rivers.
Bill Buford
Quotes to Explore
I love the streets, and the streets love me back. And when things ain't going the way they should go, they let you know... and when they happy, you gotta keep 'em happy.
Young Jeezy
Passover is my idea of a perfect holiday. Dear God, when you're handing out plagues of darkness, locusts, hail, boils, flies, lice, frogs, and cattle murrain, and turning the Nile to blood and smiting the firstborn, give me a pass. And tell me when it's over.
P. J. O'Rourke
The best time to expand is when people are asleep at the wheel.
Barbara Corcoran
I write my own songs. I made my own videos. I pick my producers. Nothing goes out without my permission. It's all authentic.
Lana Del Rey
Once your IQ is 150 or over, it stops beings ability and becomes a disability.
Walter O'Brien
I can't be disappointed with my first gold in a senior championship, and to score 5000 points, which only one other woman, the world record holder, has got over, I am satisfied.
Katarina Johnson-Thompson
My mom is a therapist, and my dad has a doctorate in psychology, and growing up, I felt 'very understood.'
Rachel Platten
I thought martial arts was going to help me with my movies and TV stuff, but I realized it would not.
Bas Rutten
You can't force something like that. But we have encouraged our audience, because we avoid the confrontation of regular rock concerts: us up here, you down there. Instead, we're looking for interaction.
Page McConnell
I knew everything in the forest. I had a secret home tree, where I pretty much lived. I also liked rooftops and streetlamps. My parents would get calls saying 'He's out there again.'
Bas Rutten
Poetry is almost like my foundation for everything. I almost feel I am a better actor and writer because of it.
Omari Hardwick
Dad was a retired chemist who, in his 60s, fathered and fed me and my two sisters while Mum worked as a secretary. He made us curries, Chinese meals and strange concoctions. He was often unsuccessful.
Tamsin Greig