Quotes About High Noon

#1. For in Mexico, ladies and gentlemen, it's always high noon and what glows is fuchsia and what's dead is dead and no feather-dusters.

Henry Miller

#2. Reservations and cloth napkins are really minor pinnacles in the high sierra of the New York lunch. The zenith, the Mount Whitney of lunches, the noon meal at which all local lines of force converge [is] the Bar Room of the Four Seasons.

Raymond Sokolov

#3. Thither he bent his way, determined there
to rest at noon; and entered soon the shade
high roofed, and walks beneath, and alleys brown,
That opened in the midst a woody scene;
Nature's own work it seemed, Nature-taught Art

John Milton

#4. We commit our crimes at night and reveal ourselves in the high noon of studio lights.

Don DeLillo

#5. Just once I'd like to save the world at high noon like a cowboy.

Carey Corp

#6. It is high time Americans grew accustomed to our traditions.

James Rollins

#7. We were too intelligent, too cynical for war. Of course, you don't have to be stupid and primitive to die a stupid, primitive death.

Geraldine Brooks

#8. I take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of the high noon hours. The world is lost in a blue haze of distances, and the immediate sleeps in a thin and finite sun.

Zelda Fitzgerald

#9. All wars are full of stories that sound like fiction.

Javier Cercas

#10. It was said she mourned her beauty, which people still spoke of as of a vanished champion from another age. She had buried herself alive in public, on

Alexander Chee

#11. I'd like to win a championship for the Steelers and for myself to shove down Detroits throat.

Bobby Layne

#12. Fluorescent lights on the ceiling lit up the white Formica top of her desk like an operating table, white-sand beach at high noon, French fries under the heat lamp at McDonald's.

Dennis Vickers

#13. You simply cannot pay the debts that come along with believing you are unworthy.

Iyanla Vanzant

#14. Then, when people saw you strolling around at high noon holding your rosary beads, they'd think, 'Well, that can't be a vampire.

Jeaniene Frost

#15. In firing his gun, John Brown has merely told what time of day it is. It is high noon.

William Lloyd Garrison

#16. David Halberstam quoted Lyndon Johnson saying of a staffer: I want him to kiss my ass in Macy's window at high noon and tell me it smells like roses.

David Halberstam

#17. don't sit on your patio in the high noon of your tranquility and make light of the huts that people build in the midnight of their desperation.

Fred B. Craddock

#18. There is no comparing the brutality and cynicism of today's pop culture with that of forty years ago: from High Noon to Robocop is a long descent.

Charles Krauthammer

#19. In 30 minutes, at high noon, more than 200 civilians are killed. Zionism carries out a massacre in the city of Lydda.

Ari Shavit

#20. From the dim morning hours of history when the father was king and priest down to this modern time of history's high noon when nations stand forth full grown and self-governed, the law of coherence and continuity in political development has suffered no serious breach.

Woodrow Wilson

#21. I did The Newton Boys and during the whole process of making the film, I may have spent a week in Los Angeles.

Richard Linklater

#22. Energy is felt once the cards are dealt With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts that attack the microphone like cyclones or typhoons I represent from midnight to high noon.

GZA

#23. Filled with a new sense of purpose, I downed half my coffee at one draught. It was good, strong stuff, the kind that Louis L'Amour used to say could float a horseshoe. Nobody ever drank weak coffee in his books. It was probably why they were so anxious to shoot people at high noon.

Kevin Hearne

#24. Being this close to him was like sitting under a hotness heat lamp. In the desert. At high noon.

Avery Flynn

#25. High Noon is a pretty corny movie.

Robert Duvall

#26. the sound of a barrel organ rising from the deepest golden vein of the day; two or three bars of a chorus, played on a distant piano over and over again, melting in the sun on the white pavement, lost in the fire of high noon.

Bruno Schulz