Top 100 Quotes About Mead
#1. Frost interviewing Noel Coward and Margaret Mead. Sir Noel's view of life is Sir Noel. Mead's mind is large and open, like Buckminster Fuller's. She found thoughts dull that suggest that men are superior to animals or plants.
John Cage
#2. Then it came into his heart that he would command men to fashion a hall and a 55 mansion, a mightier house for their mead-drinking than the children of men had ever known, and
Unknown
#3. Because there wasn't anything else to do, he settled at the kitchen table
with a bottle of mead and nearly emptied it. The anesthetic effect he hoped for hadn't happened, though. At least not yet.
Ann Gimpel
#4. I should have cracked his skull mid song and sent his blood spraying out wet through the mead hall like a shocking change of key.
John Gardner
#5. Some bosses are so greedy (for themselves only) they forget underlings are not thirteenth-century peasants who can be satisfied with a glass of mead and three festivals a year.
Helen Gurley Brown
#6. When you accept a lord's meat and mead, all you do reflects on him. Always do more than he expects of you, never less. Never flinch at any task or hardship. And above all, never shame the lord you serve.
George R R Martin
#7. J.R.R. Tolkien, said a student, "could turn a lecture room into a mead hall in which he was the bard and we were the feasting, listening guests.
Philip Zaleski
#8. For now, bread and mead call us, appetites whetted, to witness what I have been nursing, encased in iron, licked by flame, and tended with relish.
Kevin Hearne
#9. I have supped mead with lords and ladies; so to have I slumbered in nameless lanes and gored upon mutton.
Dusty Rhodes
#10. If there is a perfect book to start the year with it has to be Rebecca Mead's My Life in Middlemarch.
The Edge
#11. Richelle Mead delivers sexy action and tongue-in-cheek hellish humor-if damnation is this fun, sign me up!
Lilith Saintcrow
#12. Any man that walks the mead
In bud, or blade, or bloom, may find,
According as his humors lead,
A meaning suited to his mind.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#13. Global new money has houses everywhere, and serious helicopters, it doesn't aspire to the Miss Marple life of St. Mary Mead.
Peter York
#14. their son, Fjolnir, went on to become the first king of Sweden. (He would drown in a vat of mead late one night, hunting in the darkness for a place to piss.)
Neil Gaiman
#15. The wind's on the wold And the night is a-cold, And Thames runs chill Twixt mead and hill, But kind and dear Is the old house here, And my heart is warm Midst winter's harm ...
Bill Bryson
#16. Let us away, my love, with happy speed;
There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see,
- Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead.
Awake! arise! my love and fearless be,
For o'er the southern moors I have a home for thee.
John Keats
#17. The poetry of earth is never dead When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide I cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead.
John Keats
#18. I have filled 3 Mead notebooks trying to figure out whether it was Them or Just Me.
David Foster Wallace
#19. I vow that you shall always have a place by my hearth and meat and mead at my table, and pledge to ask no service of you that might bring you into dishonor. I swear it by the old gods and the new. Arise.
George R R Martin
#20. William Faulkner is supposed to have said, "Civilization begins with distillation," but I'd push even further -- beyond just distilled spirits to wine, beer, mead, sake ... all of it. Booze is civilization in a glass.
Adam Rogers
#21. Oh and I miss you the normal amount too." - Lilianna Gregor
"You're only missing me the normal amount too? Good to know." - Dylan Mead
H.R. Willaston
#22. Beguildy looked at me over the rim of a great measure of mead. 'Saddle your dreams afore you ride 'em, my wench,' he said.
Mary Webb
#23. I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.
George R R Martin
#24. The astounding energy of post-menopausal women (promised by Margaret Mead) is here, but the optimism to fuel it is not. The world seems ever more surely in the grip of materialism and surfaces. Image, image, image is all it sees. As an image, I'm definitely getting blurry.
Erica Jong
#25. The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burrs, Losing both beauty and utility.
William Shakespeare
#26. And I will trust that He who heeds
The life that hides in mead and wold,
Who hangs you alder's crimson beads,
And stains these mosses green and gold,
Will still, as He hath done, incline
His gracious care to me and mine.
John Greenleaf Whittier
#27. The notion that we are products of our environment is our greatest sin; we are products of our choices.
Margaret Mead
(this may not be her exact wording, but it's close enough).
Margaret Mead
#28. These are the forgeries of jealousy; And never, since the middle summer's spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain or by rushy brook, Or in the beached margent of the sea, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturbed our sport.
William Shakespeare
#29. Sorry, there's just not enough mead to go around.
Daniel Keidl
#30. Servants were the main topic of conversation in St. Mary Mead, so it was not difficult to lead the conversation in that direction.
Agatha Christie
#31. That old berk," muttered Aberforth, taking another swig of mead. "Thought the sun shone out of my brother's every orifice, he did.
J.K. Rowling
#32. I'm definitely writing my fears. It's almost therapeutic to at least voice a terror, to say, 'I'm worried that Lake Powell looks low and Lake Mead looks even lower.'
Paolo Bacigalupi
#33. I'm only keeping in touch with you for the sake of the children. Way to look after our son, by the way. I let you have him for the weekend and before I know it he's chained underground, awaiting Last Times and stinking of mead.
Joanne Harris
#34. The flagon indeed contained mead: thin and strong and somehow piercing, like winter sunshine.
Katherine Arden
#35. [Mead described the Arapesh as a culture in which both sexes were] placid and contented, unaggressive and noninitiatory, noncompetitive and responsive, warm, docile, and trusting.
Margaret Mead
#36. Seek and destroy, hunt and find
We will kill all their kind
They will beg and they will plead
As we drink their blood with mead
Nancy Holder
#37. I think I draw most inspiration from writers like Richelle Mead and filmmakers like John Hughes. They both really understand the experience of being a teenager and how insistent and intense everything feels, but they're also smart, savvy, and fun.
Amanda Hocking
#38. To be allowed, no, invited into the private lives of strangers, and to share their joys and fears, was a chance to exchange the Southern bitter wormwood for a cup of mead with Beowulf or a hot cup of tea and milk with Oliver Twist.
Maya Angelou
#39. Duke Leszek the White explained in a long letter to the Pope that neither he nor any self-respecting Polish knight could be induced to go to the Holy Land, where, they had been informed, there was no wine, mead, or even beer to be had.
Adam Zamoyski
#40. Anthropology is separated from mass reading, and that is something that bothered Margaret Mead. She always said that she wrote everything for her grandmother, in a way that her grandmother could understand what she was saying.
Lily King
#41. He'll probably pick you up in a limo filled with fucking roses. I hope he sits on a thorn. - Dylan Mead
H.R. Willaston
#42. I'm always excited to see my good buddy Richelle Mead. She cracks me up. I never get to see Veronica Roth enough, either.
Margaret Stohl
#43. He killed the king's champion, the Captain of the Guard, Sir Galen. That's who Sareth's sister was in mourning for."
"You're going to tell me it wasn't by poisoning his mead?"
"Single combat."
"We're leaving." I called it from the corridor.
Mark Lawrence
#44. My depth of purse is not so great
Nor yet my bibliophilic greed,
That merely buying doth elate:
The books I buy I like to read:
Still e'en when dawdling in a mead,
Beneath a cloudless summer sky,
By bank of Thames, or Tyne, or Tweed,
The books I read - I like to buy.
A. Edward Newton
#45. Long ago, Margaret Mead, the world-famous anthropologist, noted that we should "never underestimate the power of a small group with dedication to change the world; it is, in fact, the only thing that does.
Michael J. Marquardt
#46. May, queen of blossoms,
And fulfilling flowers,
With what pretty music
Shall we charm the hours?
Wilt thou have pipe and reed,
Blown in the open mead?
Or to the lute give heed
In the green bowers.
Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow
#47. The Colorado River was at a record low and the towers in Lake Mead stood high out of the water. But the Angelenos committed communal suicide by watering lawns as usual.
Robert A. Heinlein
#48. She took a sip of the mead, the taste of honey combining with a pleasant heat in her belly. 'It's
John Gwynne
#49. Also one of my heroes is Syd Mead, who designed the vehicles for the first Tron, So, there are so many beautiful things happening here. And working with Joe was great. He's an architect, so I worked with other directors in between who were just about the action
Daniel Simon
#50. His favorite quote is from Margaret Mead: "Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world.
Emily Giffin
#51. An enemy, perhaps. Ah, so simple. Liane will kill you ten men. Two steps forward, thrust - thus!" He lunged. "And souls go thrilling up like bubbles in a beaker of mead.
Jack Vance
#52. Inking an Araurran, for comparison, is like drinking from a stormy ocean made of mead.
Gabrielle Harbowy
#53. Sisters is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship. ~Margaret Mead
Margaret Mead
#54. I never got any training in how to write novels as an English major at Oberlin, but I got some great training for writing novels from anthropology and from Margaret Mead.
Alan Furst
#56. A fine man", observed my sister, pouring mead for the two of us. "Well trained.
Juliet Marillier
#57. Margaret Mead has said, Hell is always more convincing than Heaven.48
P.D. Smith
#58. I can't shut my brain off. It's like a hamster wheel." ~ Justin
Richelle Mead
#59. Whatever advantages may have arisen, in the past, out of the existence of a specially favored and highly privileged aristocracy, it is clear to me that today no argument can stand that supports unequal opportunity or any intrinsic disqualification for sharing in the whole of life.
Margaret Mead
#60. Sooner or later I'm going to die, but I'm not going to retire.
Margaret Mead
#61. I looked at you ... saw your goodness, your hope, and your faith. Those are what make you beautiful. So, so beautiful.
Richelle Mead
#64. Are you sleepwalking?' A voice asked behind me.
"I was testing dorm security," I said. "It sucks.
Richelle Mead
#65. Finn crossed his arms and glared at Volusian. It was kind of a bold move, considering Finn looked like a cartoon character and Volusian looked like he ate the souls of small children. For all I knew, he probably did.
Richelle Mead
#66. Sitting beside Abe was Adrian Ivashkov
my more-or-less boyfriend. Adrian was a royal Moroi
and another spirit user like Lissa. He'd been crazy about me (and often just crazy) ever since we first met
Richelle Mead
#68. Maybe you're graduating from fireballs to lightning bolts," Adrian suggested. "I bet it'd be a lot like throwing ninja stars. Except, well, you could incinerate people.
Richelle Mead
#69. He has no right to threaten my boyfriends. I'm eighteen. An adult. I don't need his help. I can threaten my boyfriends myself.
Richelle Mead
#70. You should've just gotten a kids' meal." Adrian told me, pointing to my half-eaten burger and fries. "You could've saved me a lot of money. And gotten a toy.
Richelle Mead
#71. Envy of the male role can come as much from an undervaluation of the role of wife and mother as from an overvaluation of the public aspects of achievement that have been reserved for men.
Margaret Mead
#72. We're pieces on a gameboard, Dr. March, and some of us are more powerful than others. You. Me. Her. We're the ones the gods want. We're the ones they're fighting over.
Richelle Mead
#74. That's the kind of guy you'd follow to hell and back.
Richelle Mead
#75. I wasn't sure if all the bright days I'd had with Dimitri were worth the hurt I felt now.
Richelle Mead
#76. I felt my heart breaking all over again. Why? Why had this happened to us? Why was the universe so cruel?
Richelle Mead
#77. There is no lonelier person than the one who lives with a spouse with whom he or she cannot communicate.
Margaret Mead
#78. Her last boyfriend had been homicidal and her current one was oblivious to the fact that she was a vampire.
Richelle Mead
#79. Stop her before they notice, before they notice and take her
Richelle Mead
#80. The concern and love I saw in her features pierced my heart, and like that, the anger went out of me.
Richelle Mead
#81. I want to see you in the throes of orgasm ... I want to see your whole body writhing, your lips open as you drink in your own pleasure. Only yours, no one else's. Just you, completely given up to ecstasy.
Richelle Mead
#82. Wow. What'd he do to deserve that? Rescue orphans from a burning building? If so, you might want to make sure he didn't set the building on fire in the first place.
Richelle Mead
#83. What were good and evil, really, but stupid categories? Stupid categories
that restricted people and punished or rewarded them based on how they responded to their own natures, natures they really didn't have any way to control.
Richelle Mead
#84. It's a tricky art, working with them in their purest form," she mused. "Simultaneously simple yet infinitely complex." It sounded like my relationship with Adrian.
Richelle Mead
#85. That which is dead doesn't always stay dead....
Richelle Mead
#86. You ... you got rid of that dress fast," I pointed out between heavy breaths. "I thought you liked it."
"I do like it," he said. His breathing was as heavy as mine. "I love it."
And then he took me to the bed.
Richelle Mead
#87. He thought there was no hope for him. Me? I can't imagine a world without hope.
Richelle Mead
#88. I was wise enough to never grow up while fooling most people into believing I had.
Margaret Mead
#89. If man has not found ways to deal with environmental problems such as water and air pollution by 1998, it will be too late. The future is not determined and it lies in our own hands.
Margaret Mead
#91. When a person can see into your soul, it's hard. It forces you to be open.
Vulnerable. It's much easier being with someone who's just more of a casual friend. - Dimitri
Richelle Mead
#92. She didn't look like a Willow Queen. Of course, I'm not sure what exactly I expected - maybe something akin to Glinda the Good Witch. But this woman looked like Surfer Girl Barbie.
Richelle Mead
#93. It was the most convulted, ridiculous piece of logic I'd heard in awhile ... It was something I would have come up with.
Richelle Mead
#94. It was not until we saw the picture of the earth, from the moon, that we realized how small and how helpless this planet is - something that we must hold in our arms and care for.
Margaret Mead
#95. It was like having a genie. I'd only get so many wishes.
Richelle Mead
#96. I survived the whole day guarding Lissa, and you guys said I did a good job. Then, I get back here and meet my downfall in the form of a bench.
Richelle Mead
#97. But I realized the place didn't matter. The person did. With someone you loved, you could be anywhere, and it would be incredible. Being in the most luxurious bed in the world wouldn't matter if you were with someone you didn't love. - Rose Hathaway
Richelle Mead
#98. I don't believe in angels, I believe in what I can do for myself.
Richelle Mead
#99. She continue kissing me with that ferocity, so much so that her lips lightly scraped my teeth. It was only a few drops, but as the sweet metallic taste of her blood touched my tongue, a blinding ecstasy flooded my body.
Richelle Mead
#100. Weirdly, an image of Adrian's Love painting came back to me. I thought of the jagged red streak, slashing through the blackness, ripping it
apart. Staring at Jill and her inconsolable pain, I suddenly understood his art a little bit better.
Richelle Mead
