You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and…

We don't have any sailors in Australia, we have rowers.

— Ben Lexcen

Entrepreneurs and rowers show characteristics of curiosity and wanting to learn.

— Cameron Winklevoss

“Round the world and home again That's the sailor's way Faster faster, faster faster There's no earthly way of knowing Which direction we are…

— Roald Dahl

Unlike boxers-or any professional athlete for that matter-rowers have little motivation to do it longer than necessary. With a modest amount of self-realization, you'll…

— Brad Alan Lewis

You can always tell the old river hand by the way in which he stretches himself out upon the cushions at the bottom of…

— Jerome K. Jerome

Here on the edge of the river, the motifs are very plentiful, the same subject seen from a different angle gives a subject for…

— Paul Cezanne

Prayer is not a convenient device for imposing our will upon God, or bending his will to ours, but the prescribed way of subordinating…

— John Stott

Much bending breaks the bow; much unbending the mind.

— Francis Bacon

In effect we are, bending and breaking the rules of the language. And if someone were to ask why we do it, the answer…

— David Crystal

I had a constant fascination with the darkside. It is another world, bordering on insanity, and demonic possession, or what I thought was my…

— Glenn Hughes

Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.

— Bruce Lee

I have an idea that conscience impedes quite as many merits as faults, is a sort of alloy, a nickel which may prevent silver…

— Sylvia Townsend Warner

Losing is the bane and bugbear of every professional athlete's existence, but in baseball the monster seems to hang closer than in other sports,…

— Roger Angell

Drawing is one of those things which sit on the uneasy bending line between instinct and instruction, where seeming perversity eventually trumps pleasure as…

— Adam Gopnik

In Prison Wearily, drearily, Half the day long, Flap the great banners High over the stone; Strangely and eerily Sounds the wind's song, Bending…

— William Morris