No man can be a sound lawyer in this land who is not well read in the ethics of Moses and the virtues of Jesus.
Bars are meeting places and places to unwind. But at some point, what is culture unwinding from, and why can't they meet anywhere else?
Skateboarding is not a hobby. And it is not a sport. Skateboarding is a way of learning how to redefine the world around you. For most people, when they saw a swimming pool, they thought, ‘Let's take a swim. ' But I thought, ‘Let's ride it. ' When they saw the curb or a street, they would think about driving on it. I would think about the texture. I slowly developed the ability to look at the world through totally different means.
An unlocked door means that, occasionally, you might get a devil come in, but a locked door means you have thousands of angels just walk by.
If You Want To Rebel Against Society, Don’t Dull The Blade
Truth is, right now two bombs could drop out of the sky and blow up this house and whatever building you're in and just obliterate Dischord and Pitchfork. And there'll be some people crying, there'll be some slow singing, but for 99% of the world, it won't even affect the fly on their soup. Most of the world never have, or ever will hear of me, Fugazi, or Pitchfork. Right now, someone just got killed in Ukraine. Do you feel any different?
I never imagine myself as anything. I've never had a goal or any future vision at all. I just do what's in front of me.
wouldn't you like to make sure all those millions you give to Uncle Sam went to schools and hospitals instead of nuclear warheads?' As a matter of fact, he would. Playgrounds for big kids, preschool programs to little ones, and mandatory LASIK surgery for NFL refs.
I want to talk about hope. Are we going to be completely lambasted by things we don't see coming? Yeah. Is it going to damage the human race and hurt us? Probably many times. Are we going to get over it? Absolutely. Are we going to move through it? Yes.
I pulled the oxygen tubes from my nostrils and raised the tube up over my head, handing it to Dad. I wanted it to be just me and just him.
In hatred as in love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.