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
We can trace things back to the earlier stages of the Big Bang, but we still don't know what banged and why it banged. That's a challenge for 21st-century science.
Martin Rees
'Kris Kringle' is a holiday musical for a new generation - a gorgeous score paired with a heartwarming tale of family and forgiveness.
Andrew Keenan-Bolger
Life was not just a patchy green scruff holding a tenuous position between rock and air; instead, it was a planetary power as important as volcanoes and tides. It was an active force shaping the complex multibillion-year history of the world.
Adam Frank
You don't take a dead cat to the vet. I mean you might, but why?
Neil deGrasse Tyson
Actually, when I was little I even dreamed about riding a black cat.
Cassandra Peterson
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
