Homer Quotes
The skin of the coward changes color all the time, he can't get a grip on himself, he can't sit still, he squats and rocks, shifting his weight from foot to foot, his heart racing, pounding inside the fellow's ribs, his teeth chattering. He dreads some grisly death. But the skin of a brave soldier never blanches. He's all control. Tense but no great fear.
Homer
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Just because you used one set on one guy and had success doesn't mean you can use that exact set, that exact timing, the next time.
D'Brickashaw Ferguson
For every athlete, it is very important to be able to engage in their favorite thing, give all the best in training, performing in competitions, defending the honor of the motherland.
Fedor Emelianenko
If you really want something, it's nerve-racking, but at the same time, I try not to stress myself out about it too much because there are also so many arbitrary things that go into being cast for something - you know, like the color of your eyes, all these things that are kind of out of my control.
Laura Harrier
As soon as street art got popular, I was just like, 'I'm out of here.'
Barry McGee
If a queen bee were crossed with a Friesian bull, would not the land flow with milk and honey?
Oliver St. John
Winning the peace is harder than winning the war.
Xavier Becerra
Because I'm a writer, I'm really good at being nervous.
Jeff Giles
Therefore, broadly speaking, males invest less and seek quantity of mates, while females invest more and seek quality of mates.
Matt Ridley
Everything you study, everything you learn, makes you a better writer, because you have more understanding of how things work.
Marge Piercy
It doesn't matter if it's a drama or a comedy, the need to get the emotion and the character arc across is way harder in something like this so was more of a preparation.
Colin Farrell
I don't want to be mediocre, this is the fear of my soul and my body.
Mircea Eliade
The skin of the coward changes color all the time, he can't get a grip on himself, he can't sit still, he squats and rocks, shifting his weight from foot to foot, his heart racing, pounding inside the fellow's ribs, his teeth chattering. He dreads some grisly death. But the skin of a brave soldier never blanches. He's all control. Tense but no great fear.
Homer
