Capitalism now seems more likely a swamp, a bog, a quicksand in which humanity is presently flailing about, unable to extricate itself,… — Allen W. Wood Copy Share Image
It's much more liberating as a artist to feel like you can approach each page and each panel with the way that… — Daniel Clowes Copy Share Image
You needn't take it any further, sir. You've proved to me that all this ultraviolence and killing is wrong, wrong, and terribly… — Anthony Burgess Copy Share Image
I am convinced that the world is not a mere bog in which men and women trample themselves and die. Something magnificent… — Charles A. Beard Copy Share Image
If I can avoid the mirror when I brush my teeth in the morning, I will. I find security and safety in… — Johnny Depp Copy Share Image
I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! they'd advertise –… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
For my part, I feel that with regard to Nature I live a sort of border life, on the confines of a… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Soils could also be giving up their carbon stores: evidence emerged in 2005 that a vast expanse of western Siberia was undergoing… — David Adam Copy Share Image
High horns, low horns, silence, and finally a pandemonium of trumpets, rattles, croaks, and cries that almost shakes the bog with its… — Aldo Leopold Copy Share Image
A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old, Where armies whole have sunk: the parching air Burns… — John Milton Copy Share Image
When you cut it up, put the pieces in your mouth and swallowed them, the British hamburger shaped itself to the bottom… — Clive James Copy Share Image
When he awoke it was dawn. Or something like dawn. The light was watery, dim and incomparably sad. Vast, grey, gloomy hills… — Susanna Clarke Copy Share Image
It is easier taking the beaten path than making our way over bogs and precipices. The great difficulty in philosophy is to… — William Hazlitt Copy Share Image
Unto a life which I call natural I would gladly follow even a will-o'-the-wisp through bogs and sloughs unimaginable, but no moonnor… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
It is in vain to dream of a wildness distant from ourselves. There is none such. It is the bog in our… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Candidates have been telling you that if elected they would 'pull you from this bog hole of financial misery.' Now is a… — Will Rogers Copy Share Image
I viddied that thinking is for the gloopy ones and that the oomny ones use like inspiration and what Bog sends. For… — Anthony Burgess Copy Share Image
Bog-lights, vapors of mysticism, psychic Gnosticisms, veils and tissues of words, gibbering subjectivisms, gropings and maunderings, ontological fantasies, pan-psychic hallucinations—this is the… — Jack London Copy Share Image
In the condition of men, it frequently happens that grief and anxiety lie hid under the golden robes of prosperity; and the… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
