Havana, for all its smells, sweat, crumbling walls, isolation, and difficult history, is the most romantic city in the world.
As I passed along the side walls of Westminster Abbey, I hardly saw any thing but marble monuments of great admirals, but which were all too much loaded with finery and ornaments, to make on me at least, the intended impression.
Kabul is a walled city, which sounds romantic except the walls are pre-cast reinforced concrete blast barriers, 10 feet tall and 15 feet long and moved into place with cranes. The walls are topped with sandbags, and the sandbags are topped with guard posts from which gun barrels protrude.
When I’m tired, I like to go and do drills where you catch tennis balls off walls. Different colors use different hands, and you’ve got to react to those types of things at different angles. I do all these crazy reaction-time things or reaction skills with tennis balls every morning, or at least four times a week.
Christians often want to hide behind the walls of the church, where we are comfortable, but sometimes we have to come out of the box.
I grew up in a little town in Arkansas called Clarksville and it was a weird existence, you know? I grew up white trash; we had holes in our walls.
A person who thinks only about building walls, wherever they may be, and not building bridges is not Christian. This is not in the Gospel.
There are, of course, all sorts of other unpleasant regimes outside the walls as well – the military dictators of Latin America and the apartheid regime of South Africa.
Men of sense often learn from their enemies. It is from their foes, not their friends, that cities learn the lesson of building high walls and ships of war.
I had a snowboarding accident. I fell off a horse. I’ve had a concussion, a fractured rib… I walk into walls. I’m always bruised up.
I learn from Larry Ellison every day. I’ve said this before: how is it to work with someone who thinks out of the box? Larry doesn’t see the walls at all; he does not see the box. He is an absolute, true visionary. And to be honest, I always find myself in a box! I’m comfy in my box. I’ve furnished it; it’s lovely.
In the 21st century, we can’t create security by building walls.
I like the idea that we build up these walls or rules or laws to maintain our reality, and when they fall away, you’re left with a whole bunch of illusions. Smoke and mirrors.
When you think about it, we’re strapping strange planks of wood to our feet and launching off of giant snow walls. It’s pretty intense.
That’s the power behind a tool like Facebook Connect. It is making a Web without walls. Facebook allows you to go to other sites to comment, rate, etc., without having to set up a new profile for that site.
I want get across to not just the church world. I want to get outside those walls to everyday people.
Like many Americans, I am still haunted by images from the last days of the United States’ withdrawal from Vietnam in 1975. Newscasts showed South Vietnamese desperately trying to scale the walls of our embassy in Saigon to board the last helicopter flights out of the country. The fear in their eyes was chilling.
There is a seductive simplicity in Donald Trump’s vision to build walls and ban refugees to protect American interests. But we must always remember that we create far greater opportunity for all Americans when we enable the creativity and entrepreneurial spirit of people globally to take root here.
Ask anybody who has ever remodeled their house. There’s always problems. They open up walls, they find this, they find that. There is always something. I’m in a business where you have to control those variables.
People have said, ‘Let’s build bridges,’ and frankly, I want to do more than that. I would like break to the walls of ignorance between East and West.
If you came to my house you would not think an ex-footballer lived there. I’ve got nothing on the walls or the shelves from my time in the game.
Temptation, if it is not to conquer, must not fall like a bomb against another bomb of instantaneous moral explosions, but against the strong walls of an impregnable fortress strongly built up, stone by stone, beginning at that distant day when the foundations were first laid.
I’m not pretty. The truth is I didn’t think I could be a model at all. I was looking at some of the guys on the walls at Irene Marie and I thought to myself ‘Jesus Christ. I can’t do this. I don’t look anything like these guys’.
If you look at the paintings that I love in art history, these are the paintings where great, powerful men are being celebrated on the big walls of museums throughout the world. What feels really strange is not to be able to see a reflection of myself in that world.
We need to maybe think a little less about the science of building walls and that waste of time and energy and start to understand what is love.
My dad has sometimes felt that I grew up a little lacking in sufficient eccentricity – in the sense that I’m willing to live as an adult in a house with walls that are parallel to each other, that sort of thing.
As both a consumer and producer of newspaper articles, I have no beef with pay walls. But before signing up, I read the fine print.
Home is any four walls that enclose the right person.
I used to walk in a bookstore and see all these books on the walls. And I would say, ‘Who wants to hear from me? What do I have to add to all of this?’
We have to protect and do our utmost to fortify the walls of Judaism in the land of Israel through legislation that will guard the unique Jewish character of the state of Israel.
I was inspired by ‘Bootylicious’ being able to scale the dictionary walls thanks to just one individual, Beyonce. But Beyonce has the world’s ears, so what I had to do was to work my word – which is ‘honk’, as slang for money, really really hard.
I want to go get trade agreements because if America walls itself up, if we address sort of an economic fortress America, we will lose.
Perhaps we Germans are a bit sensitive when it comes to walls and race.
If people want to put me up on their walls, I’ll love it.
You need to be imagining all the time, imagining yourself outside the walls of your own skull.
A closed plant is like a cemetery; it really is. The walls will talk to you; the machines will talk to you if you really talk to them.
I am hitting my head against the walls, but the walls are giving way.
‘The Glass Castle’ by Jeannette Walls is the quintessential dysfunctional family.
Going up the walls doing somersaults, that trick took a couple of days.
I was attracted to science fiction because it was so wide open. I was able to do anything and there were no walls to hem you in and there was no human condition that you were stopped from examining.
It takes courage to break down the walls that keep you away from really living your life.
The four walls of paper are like a prison because every idea wants to spring out in all directions – everything is connected with everything else, sometimes more than others.
You don’t realize how much a dog’s presence defines the contours of your home until, in its absence, the walls seem to relocate themselves.
I need to be performing. I need to be acting. I need to be designing a condo and ripping down walls and buying new plates and looking at fashion magazines. There always has to be some movement in the artistic department for me to not get really, really low.
A narrative is like a room on whose walls a number of false doors have been painted; while within the narrative, we have many apparent choices of exit, but when the author leads us to one particular door, we know it is the right one because it opens.
The global view of cultures is part of my nature. I want to break down the walls between genres, categories, or cultures.
People who put my paintings on their walls are putting their values on their walls: faith, family, home, a simpler way of living, the beauty of nature, quiet, tranquillity, peace, joy, hope. They beckon you into this world that provides an alternative to your nightly news broadcast.
Basically, I think some of the weight helped take some of the walls down in reality, so basically I got a little more confident. I’m definitely not super confident, but I am confident that I don’t have to hide behind those layers of fat and that I can actually open up to people a little more.
Who needs one more chef in one more building with four walls and a kitchen?
When I started working at Pictures On Walls, I’d been hanging out with Banksy for a few years travelling around the world together painting stuff, and then we moved into a new office and wanted to do screenprinting.
I always looked up there, because I remember a time when the only things on the walls in Fenway were the Jimmy Fund sign and the retired numbers. Never in a million years did you think you’d ever be up there with those guys.
Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage.
I love white walls because white reflects the light and is a great backdrop for art.
Unfortunately, poetry is not born in noise, in crowds, or on a bus. There have to be four walls and the certainty that the telephone will not ring. That’s what writing is all about.
You know how most kids have posters of sports heroes on their walls? They gave me reams of the old news copy, and I had those taped in my bedroom. And I would practice reading the news.
