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I sincerely wish war was a pleasanter and easier business than it is, but it does not admit of holidays.
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For it was Saturday night, the best and bingiest glad-time of the week, one of the fifty-two holidays in the slow-turning Big Wheel of the year, a violent preamble to a prostrate Sabbath. Piled up passions were exploded on Saturday night, and the effect of a week's monotonous graft in the factory was swilled out of your system in a burst of goodwill. You followed the motto of 'be drunk and be happy,' kept your crafty arms around female waists, and felt the beer going beneficially down into the elastic capacity of your guts.
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[...] Technology has tended to devaluate the traditional vision-inducing materials. The illumination of a city, for example, was once a rare event, reserved for victories and national holidays, for the canonization of saints and the crowning of kings. Now it occurs nightly and celebrates the virtues of gin, cigarettes and toothpaste.
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Sunny, happy with the music, no money. I'm thinking you're on holiday. Sipping yellow lemonade.
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Once a leader delegates, he should show utmost confidence in the people he has entrusted.
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I have known some quite good people who were unhappy, but never an interested person who was unhappy.
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I am Scottish. I am also British.
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I'm very proud of my Scottish blood.
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When I watched Braveheart I was in tears and I was rooting for the Scottish people
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Most of the music I've become interested in is hybrid in its originsClassical music, of course, is unbelievably hybrid. Jazz is an obvious amalgam. Bluegrass comes from eighteenth-century Scottish and Irish folk music that made contact with the blues. By exploring music, you're exploring everything.
