I really enjoy myself in Norway. Because I had started losing confidence in my ability of what I do. But sometimes, man, you just get tired of fighting and trying to prove yourself.
There's a lot of crappy music that people like, you know, all over the world, and Norway is definitely not an exception.
The whole of northern Norway was covered with snow to depths which none of our soldiers had ever seen, felt, or imagined. There were neither snow-shoes nor skis - still less skiers. We must do our best. Thus began this ramshackle campaign.
We're told the old-school imperialists were racists, that they thought of the wogs as inferior. But, if so, they at least considered them capable of improvement. The multiculturalists are just as racist. The only difference is that they think the wogs can never reform: Good heavens, you can't expect a Muslim in Norway not to go about raping the womenfolk! Much better just to get used to it.
Immigrants in Norway must learn Norwegian. The same should Spaniards in Spain do, if they want to work with Norwegians.
For years I wouldn't listen to black metal from anywhere but Norway.
I Have traveled 201 countries including Hell (Norway), and the strangest thing I've seenwas man
I had to inspect all fighter units in Russia, Africa, Sicily, France, and Norway. I had to be everywhere.
November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.
The myth about me as a footballer has grown: I am now the lost Maradona of Norway.
What I love most about Norway is you ladies. Back home I'm used to fat and hairy women journalists.
Norway, too, has noble prospects; and Lapland is remarkable for prodigious noble wild prospects. But, Sir, let me tell you, the noblest prospect which a Scotchman ever sees is the high road that leads him to England!
I am living in Norway, where I am under the care of the best cancer doctor in Norway and I can be closer to my family.
I grew up riding when I was younger in Texas. I actually learned how to ride in Norway. I really love riding horses.
Aye, aye! and I'll chase him round Good Hope, and round the Horn, and round the Norway Maelstrom, and round perdition's flames before I give him up.
Apart from their goals, Norway haven't scored.
[My ideal] is being able to be outdoors, have a labor intensive life, and then have this other life, where I hop on a plane and go sing to people in Norway.
We have to find compromises. That's the way it is in Norway.
I lived in Norway and Texas when I was a kid.
What if one were up there, drifting about among suns and feeling the tails of comets fan one's forehead! How small the earth was and how puny the people; a Norway of two million provincial souls and a mortgage bank to help feed them! What was life worth at such a rate? You elbowed yourself ahead in the sweat of your face for a few mortal years, only to perish all the same, all the same!
