My stay in Camp Betty was the longest I'd been without drink or drugs in my adult life. [. . . ] At first, they put me in a room with a guy who owned a bowling alley, but he snored like an asthmatic horse, so I moved and ended up with a depressive mortician. [. . . ] The mortician snored even louder than the bowling alley guy - he was like a moose with a tracheotomy.
It is the first law of practical courage. To be in the weakest camp is to be in the strongest school.
You really have to try and find a way to communicate [in the Rock and Roll Fantasy Camp], to respect each other's opinions and ideas, to be able to fight for something you feel is better than somebody else's idea.
I try to leave my work at the door when I leave the set. It's almost like summer camp. You go in hard, then you leave, and it's done.
When I was a junior camp counselor and it was my job to tell the campers a bedtime story or devotional, I would tell them a rapture story.
I'm in the camp that needs to discover and take risks, sometimes it's with the promise of something special and new, sometimes it's to stay awake, either way it's much more stressful with all the uncertainty but worth the pain in the end.
I went to this very disorganized Jewish summer camp in Maine called Camp Modin.
The question shouldn't be “Why are you, a Christian, here in a death camp, condemned for trying to save Jews?' The real question is “Why aren't all the Christians here?
The Obama campaign was smarter, quicker on their feet than the Clinton camp.
Every friend of freedom. . . must be as revolted as I am by the prospect of turning the United States into an armed camp, by the vision of jails filled with casual drug users and of an army of enforcers empowered to invade the liberty of citizens on slight evidence.
The Greek nation has to be respected. I am not in the camp of those who openly want to humiliate Greece.
I tried to do it all myself: be mommy and camp counselor and art teacher and prereading specialist (and somehow, in my off-hours, to do my own work). I tried my absolute best. And like so many of the moms around me, I started to go a little crazy.
Ken Heitz got drafted by the Bucks the same year I did. He went to their camp just for the experience, then dropped out to attend Harvard Law School. I always admired his combination of athleticism and brains.
The meeting was like a war council with donuts. Then again, back at Camp Half-Blood they used to have their most serious discussions around the Ping-Pong table in the rec room with crackers and Cheez Whiz, so Percy felt right at home.
I do not believe in God; his existence has been disproved by Science. But in the concentration camp, I learned to believe in men.
Camp is always all business.
Hurrah Boys! Let's get these last few reds then head on back to camp. Hurrah!
I was wishing I'd bought some of that Camp Half Blood orange thermal underwear. . . " ?!?!
The agnostic is gutless and prefers to keep one safe foot in the god camp.
On the other hand, we have in Israel, an Israeli government which has been elected by the Israeli people. Their political agenda is not for peace. They are from the camp anti-peace.