My life has actually been full of challenges and painful moments – but I tried to bury such circumstances and work with complete dedication.
For me, I just got to focus on my job. I just got to find ways to stop the puck and keep our guys in it until we bury the puck.
Smoke the pipe of peace, bury the tomahawk, and become one nation.
As you get older, you see the world at a different angle, maybe more cynically, but I just bury my anger.
Do not keep on with a mockery of friendship after the substance is gone – but part, while you can part friends. Bury the carcass of friendship: it is not worth embalming.
When I vacate this sack of old bones I won’t care what you do with it. Bury or burn it but don’t make much fuss.
At first sight experience seems to bury us under a flood of external objects, pressing upon us with a sharp and importunate reality, calling us out of ourselves in a thousand forms of action.
A lot of what I’ve done as Nine Inch Nails has been governed by fear. I was trying to keep the songs in a framework that was tough, and I learnt a lot from Jesus and Mary Chain about how to bury nice pop songs in unlistenable noise – the idea being if you can get behind that wall, you find there’s a pearl inside.
People idealise their animals, and at the same time they patronisingly overlook a dog’s natural life – biting fleas, burying bones, rolling in garbage, barking up an empty tree all night… But what do they do themselves? Bury stuff that will rot in secret and then dig it up and bury it again and rant and rave under empty trees!
You have to bury nerves, because they can either destroy you or give you that extra boost. You have to use your nerves in a good way. Don’t let them destroy you.
Don’t bury me with anyone old.
This whole idea of visibility by the public creates a pretty powerful lever. In the new transparency era, you are able to make change you would otherwise have difficulty making. It’s no longer possible for somebody just to bury the problem. It’s the reason why things like WikiLeaks are important.
I don’t really need to bury the NBA. I just want the truth to be known about what I did and how I did it.
Man’s unhappiness, as I construe, comes of his greatness; it is because there is an Infinite in him, which with all his cunning he cannot quite bury under the Finite.
Treasure is the kind of thing you dig up… or bury! And when people say, ‘Oh, he’s an icon,’ well, an icon is a very old painting hanging in a Russian church! If you want to say something, say something nice about me. Don’t call me a national treasure.
The past can be used to renew the present, not just to bury it.
When I see a shoe, I deconstruct it in my head. It comes from spending childhood summers around my grandad’s denim factory in Bury, watching the machinists turn fabric into clothes.
My granddad founded a manufacturing company in Northern England – a place called Bury – that manufactured denim, and one of the brands they created denim for was Disney.
If there was a regret, the one thing I didn’t get to do before he died, was bury the hatchet with Ultimate Warrior.
I don’t want to bury anything in poetry.
The most dangerous thing Iraq could have ever had was a nuclear weapon. The nuclear weapon Iraq was trying to build was not deliverable by bomb or ballistic missile. It was a large, bulky device that they hoped to bury and set off to let the world know they had a nuclear weapon. They never achieved that.
And learn that when you do make a mistake, you’ll surface that mistake so you can get it corrected, rather than trying to hide it and bury it, and it becomes a much bigger mistake, and maybe a fatal mistake.
There’s also the tradition of voodoo, the Haitian magic arts, in New Orleans. And because New Orleans is below sea level, when they bury people in New Orleans, it’s mostly above ground. So you have this idea that the spirits are more accessible and can access you more easily because they’re not even buried.
If you bury me in a grave, don’t ever come visit – because you won’t find me there. You’ll find me in the books that I’ve read, the music I’ve listened to, and the art I’ve created.
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