Hector Hugh Munro (Saki) Quotes
The cat of the slums and alleys, starved, outcast, harried, still keeps amid the prowlings of its adversity the bold, free, panther-tread with which it paced of yore the temple courts of Thebes, still displays the self-reliant watchfulness which man has never taught it to lay aside.
Hector Hugh Munro
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I loved 'Harry Potter' growing up. I'm dyslexic and a slow reader, but I could get through the thick ones in days!
Douglas Booth
I can smell bacon sizzling or chicken roasting and appreciate the aroma, but I don't want to eat it.
Ella Woodward
We're trying to do something so that when the average person uses Pinterest, it has to make the service better.
Ben Silbermann
Where I would fault President Bush the most was that, in the wake of 9/11, he motivated our military, but he didn't call the nation into a state of war. And he didn't explain that this would take though a communal effort against common foe.
Frank Miller
For the greater beauty of the instrument, the balls representing the planets are to be of considerable bigness; but so contrived, that they may be taken off at pleasure, and others, much smaller, and fitter for some purposes, put in their places.
David Rittenhouse
There is a power of God for salvation. And it is the gospel of Jesus Christ.
Paul Washer
No man can purchase his virtue too dear, for it is the only thing whose value must ever increase with the price it has cost us. Our integrity is never worth so much as when we have parted with our all to keep it.
Ovid
What I say is, don't go playing unless you can win. Only sit down to chess with idiots, only kick a dog what's dead already, and don't love a lady unless she loves you first.
N.D. Wilson
If South Korea's dictatorships were America's running dogs, then North Korea was the Eastern bloc's house cat: intractable, convinced of its superiority, and to some observers a more independent creature, but never much good at feeding itself-even after the can openers started falling silent in 1989.
Brian Reynolds Myers
Better to be the cat gazing coolly down from a high wall, its expression inscrutable. The cat that shunned petting, that needed no one. Why couldn't she be that cat?
Laini Taylor
The cat of the slums and alleys, starved, outcast, harried, still keeps amid the prowlings of its adversity the bold, free, panther-tread with which it paced of yore the temple courts of Thebes, still displays the self-reliant watchfulness which man has never taught it to lay aside.
Hector Hugh Munro
