Meatpacking Industry In The Jungle Quotes

#1. Fear had an anatomy. A curious thought. It had genitals, a bladder and bowls. That was where you felt fear. Not in your head. It was between your legs. It affected your excretion. It emptied you. It turned your bowls to water. It is disgusting.

Stuart Cloete

#2. New York has surprised me a couple of times. I was a snob about pizza, but I've found one or two places that allow me to forget deep dish for a while.

Scott Adsit

#3. If we don't get sustainability right in agriculture first, it won't happen anywhere.

Wes Jackson

#4. School is indeed a training for later life not because it teaches the 3 Rs (more or less), but because it instills the essential cultural nightmare fear of failure, envy of success, and absurdity.

Jules Henry

#5. It needs only a good bottle of wine for a roast chicken to be transformed into a banquet.

Gerald Asher

#6. I have one important question to ask you before I kiss you."
Kiss her? Her eyes had possibly bulged out of their sockets. Not good. "What?"
"Are you allergic to calamari?

Cari Silverwood

#7. Humor and laughter - not necessarily derogatory derision - are my pet tools. This may come from my general philosophy of never taking the world too seriously - for fear of dying of boredom.

Marcel Duchamp

#8. I'm not a new-agey person, but narrative is ancient and wise and generous.

Jim Crace

#9. I haven't really focused so much on getting acting work.

Charlene Tilton

#10. The patient. The pine tree seems to listen, the fir tree to wait: and both without impatience: - they give no thought to the little people beneath them devoured by their impatience and their curiosity.

Friedrich Nietzsche

#11. I am tired of this city. I am tired of its pagan pretensions and false histories. Hyperion is a poet's world devoid of poetry. Keats itself is a mixture of tawdry, false classicism and mindless, boomtown energy.

Dan Simmons

#12. By the mean of the thing I denote a point equally distant from either extreme, which is one and the same for everybody; by the mean relative to us, that amount which is neither too much nor too little, and this is not one and the same for everybody.

Aristotle.

#13. persisted. I didn't dare look

Lori Brighton

#14. The Fates teleported me to the ascended angels staff lounge. It wasn't called that, naturally. We weren't staff. This wasn't a job. It was a calling. An honor. A noble mission. Bullshit.

Kelley Armstrong