Catalogs By Mail Quotes

#1. Loyalty is not loyalty unless one clings to it in the face of adversity. No?

Lisa Tawn Bergren

#2. The weakest are from deeply within the strongest of all natures

Jase Wolf

#3. I see thou art implacable, more deaf
To pray'rs than winds and seas. Yet winds to seas
Are reconcil'd at length, and sea to shore:
Thy anger, unappeasable, still rages
Eternal tempest never to be calm'd.

John Milton

#4. Freedom's never been free, there's always been a price to be paid, but people have forgotten; they're handing their freedom, their lives, over like well behaved puppets on a string ... slavery is returning by choice.

L.M. Fields

#5. Without meaning, without substance, without aim: a mere 'public opinion'.

Friedrich Nietzsche

#6. As an artist you have to keep reinventing yourself.

David Hammons

#7. UTC is very well positioned to take advantage of 2 large megatrends: urbanization and the fast-growing commercial aerospace market.

Louis R. Chenevert

#8. In the 54 years (Charlie Munger and I) have worked together, we have never forgone an attractive purchase because of the macro or political environment, or the views of other people. In fact, these subjects never come up when we make decisions.

Warren Buffett

#9. Sometimes you're writing a song and you have an image whilst writing a song. I don't think you ever base a songwriting process around a video, but when you're writing a song sometimes it'll be a very visual song.

Luke Hemmings

#10. There were no mail-order catalogues in 1492. Marco Polo's journal was the wish book of Renaissance Europe. Then, Columbus sailed the ocean blue and landed in Sears' basement. Despite all the Indians on the escalator, Columbus' visit came to be known as a discovery.

Tom Robbins

#11. Each morning, each turbid morning of your lives you will have it steaming and burning at your tables: so as not to see it, not to digest it so many times: you will push it aside a bit between the bread and the grapes, this bowl of silent blood that will be there each morning, each morning. A

Pablo Neruda