Top 33 Piles Quotes

The better I get at investing in and helping companies, the result is more founders who are excited to work with me and more of my wonderful limited partners insisting I take piles of their loot to keep it all going.

I have piles of poetry books in the bathroom, on the stairs, everywhere. The only way to write poetry is to read it.

I am the luckiest novelist in the world. I was a first-time novelist who wasn’t awash in rejection slips, whose manuscript didn’t disappear in slush piles. I have had a wonderful time.

No matter how vital experience might be while you lived it, no sooner was it ended and dead than it became as lifeless as the piles of dry dust in a school history book.

All we know is that, at times, fighting the Russians, we had to remove the piles of enemy bodies from before our trenches, so as to get a clear field of fire against new waves of assault.

I toyed with the idea of playing Ravel’s ‘Pavane pour une infante defunte’ but I couldn’t remember if it’s a tune or Latin prescription for piles.

I don’t really have a domestic inclination. Even my apartment has a semblance of a storage facility. It’s just stacks, there are no bookshelves, just books and piles of stamp collections and weird little sewing and knitting projects.

I think when you look at architectural photography it doesn’t help to have piles of old clothes lying on the floor. Architectural photography sets up an artifice.

Just because one tribe piles on you, take shelter and continue to work towards your next goal, your next project. Don’t be discouraged and remember that there are many fans of your work rooting for you to succeed.

Brands are essentially forbidden from saying or associating themselves with the Olympics – something that has been commonly owned by Western Civilization since the Greeks – unless they hand over piles of cash to the Games.

Yucca Mountain isn’t pretty. And it also isn’t large. From far away, the mountain’s just a squat bulge in the middle of the desert, essentially just debris from a bigger, stronger mountain that erupted millions of years ago and hurled its broken pieces into piles across the earth.

In many ways, September feels like the busiest time of the year: The kids go back to school, work piles up after the summer’s dog days, and Thanksgiving is suddenly upon us.

Whether I’m writing solo stuff, electronic stuff, or material for Motley, I just write to write. I come up with it and put things in different piles.

In 1990, if I wanted a pair of Calvin Klein jeans I had seen in a magazine, I’d head to the mall, sift through piles of inventory to find my size, try them on, ask the opinion of the often inexperienced sales associate, wait in line to check out, pay, and head home. The process was linear and ripe for improvement.

I stopped eating out so much. That just piles weight on you. I stay active now. Just taking a walk for 30-45 minutes can do wonders.

The first thing that is not obvious to people is global warming is a less-than-1% effect. It’s like being shortchanged at the bank by a penny every dollar. Over a long period of time with lots of transactions, that piles up.

Year after year, politicians have drafted huge piles of legislation on the assumption that most people are not good. And we know the consequences of that policy: inequality, loneliness and mistrust.

Fig season is a joyous time of year for me. Back in my Paris days, the markets would be filled with piles of these squidgy fruit, no doubt sent up from the sunny south where they grow in abundance.

My mother used to take me to flea markets in my stroller, and I would just rummage through the piles. You’ve got to dig through the overstuffed racks that everyone else just walks by. It’s the only way to find the cool stuff.

I can get a better grasp of what is going on in the world from one good Washington dinner party than from all the background information NBC piles on my desk.

People think writing is a very distinguished, cerebral thing, where all you do is write. It doesn’t work that way. People have to see online promotions, see piles of your book in stores, and you have to make sure the guy recommends it!

Most places in the Midwest, you ski on piles of trash, like retired landfills.

The summer of 1991, I took $2,000 of my savings and a desktop program, and I asked my friends to write 800 words about something they cared about. I got eight or nine articles and put them together. It was no frills, black and white, no graphics. I printed them out and just dumped piles around D.C.

The habit of building houses upon piles, which was first forced upon the people by the position they had chosen, was afterwards followed as a matter of taste, just as it is in Holland.

It’s easier to get rid of things when you’re giving them to someone who can use them, but don’t let this kind intention become a source of clutter itself. I have a friend who has multiple piles all over her house, each lovingly destined for a particular recipient.

I look at some young commentators who sit down with piles of notes, and of course, what are you going to do if you’ve spent hours preparing all this stuff? You’re going to bloody well read it out. Boring!

The funny thing about my films is that you can make little piles of them. You could make little piles of the movie that were family movies, you could make a little art movie pile, you could make a little action movie pile.

Silver is used in the electronics industry and is consumed daily; stock piles of silver are dwindling.

If there really was a crisis, and if this crisis was caused by our emissions, you would at least see some signs. Not just flooded cities, tens of thousands of dead people, and whole nations leveled to piles of torn down buildings. You would see some restrictions. But no. And no one talks about it.

Usually, historical revelations come from days of legwork, ploughing through piles of letters and papers in archives or even private homes, looking for the telling phrase or letter that someone else has missed.

I’d begun to collect things that were lying in piles on the floor of my studio. I had run out of space, and I started to build shelves. I turned around one day and realized that that was the vehicle for carrying so many of the things that I was looking at and talking about, so they went from the walls to the works.

In the university library my father helped lead, as the Associate Director of Libraries from ’60 to ’82, I spent hours and hours as a kid devouring piles of books so I could follow the latest advances in science.

I can’t stand clutter. I can’t stand piles of stuff. And whenever I see it, I basically just throw the stuff away.