Best 309 quotes in «western quotes» category

There is Ontario patriotism, Quebec patriotism, or Western patriotism; each based on the hope that it may swallow up the others, but there is no Canadian patriotism, and we can have no Canadian nation when we have no Canadian patriotism.

There's a big difference between the Arabic and Western scales. One uses quarter tone system and one doesn't. So in order for me to compose real Arabic scale melodies, I would need an Arabic keyboard, and I don't have one. So I had to compose Arabesque melodies.

The Western memory museum is now mostly a visual one.

The western mind is linear, the eastern mind is circular.

The Western world loves liberalisation, provided it doesnt affect them.

We don't have to apologize for American exceptionalism or western values.

There's a sort of absurdity to Australia and the so-called New World nations. I sensed it all the time growing up in Western Australia, which is really remote.

The western is a universal frame within which it's possible to comment on today.

The Western genre is certainly something with which I'm familiar.

The Western model for a meeting is you have an agenda and you come in and everyone says things.

The western will always be here. And it just depends on how good you make one. And one movie doesn't kill it. And one movie doesn't preserve it. It's storytelling. It's a very American thing. I'll continue to do it.

Western man, especially the Western critic, still find it very had to go into print and say: "I recommend you to go and see this because it gave me an erection.

Western culture is what gave us Mozart, and Da Vinci, and Wagner, and Beethoven.

Western media only intensified the climate of fear and insecurity...

Western people often see obscenity where there is only symbolism.

Western man is schizophrenic.

Western business people often don't get the importance of establishing human relationships.

Western Costume, and the old Universal wardrobe that is huge and they're getting rid of so much of it now, which is sad.

We think of immigration as a Western issue but, of course, it isn't.

Western films don't do very well in India.

When in doubt, make a western.

Western States keep playing with, and around, Russia.

When I do a Western, I often wonder what I would have really done in that situation.

Whether you like it or not, Paris is the beating heart of Western civilisation. It's where it all began and ended.

You just have to open the newspapers in most Western news to see real violence.

You know you're screwed when a Western doctor recommends acupuncture.

You want a leader, Western leader, English-speaking? Mitt Romney.

Writers, you know, are the beggars of Western society.

You know, religion itself, Eastern and Western, is divisive and quarrelsome anyway.

You will have Time, that rare and lovely gift that your Western countries have lost the more they have pursued it.

A few of the gunslingers dance, but only a few. And they were the young ones. The other ones only sat, and it seemed to me they were half embarrassed in all that light, that civilized light.

A gentleman would leave.” He chuckled at that, his gaze locking with hers. “You and I are way past that, Annie.

A corrupt corporate government employs blatantly corrupt scientists.

All this time I kept my gaze fixed on hers, an enormously difficult task given the gravitational pull exerted by her cleavage. While I was critical of many things when it came to so-called Western civilization, cleavage was not one of them. The Chinese might have invented gunpowder and the noodle, but the West had invented cleavage, with profound if underappreciated implications.

Always assume a corporate controlled government is corrupt until proven otherwise.

And if revenge was all I had, then I was goddamned if it wouldn’t be enough.

And in the silence what followed, I reckon our eyes had some long conversation our mouths could’ve never talked through. Some long, looking talk about things gone and long since said. About cries out in the night and some long ago tangling of limbs. And about them betrayals done time and time again—by both of us—what led to me pointing the Green Man’s rifle at the man what once loved me under the Green Man’s stars.

Annie Taliaferro had that hammerhead look about her, like a breachy range cow, or a bunch-quitting steer.

Anthropology at that time was in transition, moving from the study of men dead and gone to the study of living people, and slowly letting go of the rigid belief that the natural and inevitable culmination of every society is the Western model.

A joke is a witticism or play on words that’s meant to be funny. I say ‘meant to be’ because most jokes aren’t funny. They range between mildly amusing and grimace-inducingly annoying.

Ain’t no good ever comes of it, if you ain’t steering yourself.

Ain’t nothing scarier than someone with nothing.

Arms still crossed, Lindsay's clogs tapped on the sidewalk. “So Sam didn’t tell you I was a desperate orphan child with no life outside of work? This isn’t some kind of intervention, some kind of lame attempt to cheer me up?” He grinned.“Why would she do that?” “Because that’s how it sounded.” Nudging her shoulder, he grinning down at her. “You don’t look desperate, Dr. Lindsay, not by a long shot." “That’s because you don’t know me.” Lindsay bit her lower lip, arms still crossed, clogs still tap-tap-tapping. Her chest heaved. “My parent’s died in a car accident almost two years ago. It’s a difficult thing to get over. I’m still not exactly right. I guess she worries about me.” Ty sucked in his breath, thinking fast. “I’m really sorry about your parents, Linds.” As he put an arm around her shoulder, she broke into a self-conscious smile and shook her head. “Spend any time with me at all and you’ll find that Sam’s right. I’m a desperate orphan child, completely paranoid and irrepressibly horny.” “Whoa!” She looked so cute, but vulnerable, too. He closed the arm around her shoulder, squeezing her sideways to his chest. Embarrassed, she smiled as she elbowed his rib. Then she dropped her arms and stayed put, tucked close against him. It felt right, having her there.

Arms still crossed, Lindsay's clogs tapped on the sidewalk. “So Sam didn’t tell you I was a desperate orphan child with no life outside of work? This isn’t some kind of intervention, some lame attempt to cheer me up?” He grinned.“Why would she do that?” “Because that’s how it sounded.” Nudging her shoulder, he grinning down at her. “You don’t look desperate, Dr. Lindsay, not by a long shot. “That’s because you don’t know me.” Lindsay bit her lower lip, arms still crossed, clogs still tap-tap-tapping. Her chest heaved. “My parent’s died in a car accident almost two years ago. It’s a difficult thing to get over. I’m still not exactly right. I guess she worries about me.” Ty sucked in his breath, thinking fast. “I’m really sorry about your parents, Linds.” As he put an arm around her shoulder, she broke into a self-conscious smile, and shook her head. “Spend any time with me at all and you’ll find that Sam’s right. I’m a desperate orphan child, completely paranoid and irrepressibly horny.” “Whoa!” She looked so cute, but vulnerable, too, against him. He closed the arm around her shoulder, squeezing her sideways to his chest. Embarrassed, she smiled as she elbowed his rib. Then she dropped her arms and stayed put, tucked close against him. It felt right, having her there.

As is known worldwide, Japan has tried to catch up with the western countries since the beginning of this century by importing science from them.

Ask very pointed questions. Sharp as sword blades, or laser blasts, if you catch my meaning.

As Rachel ran with her 18-month-old son James Pratt, she was knocked down to the ground by a hoe, dragged by her hair, and separated from her child. She found herself taken to the area where her uncle Benjamin had been mutilated; arrows had been stuck in his body, and passing warriors thrust spears into it.

Are you even aware of hot hot and cold you are? How you seduce and then withdraw, tantalize and then retreat? Even with men you're like that. You're a mystery to people, you keep us off-balance and guessing. We have to presume what you're thinking or feeling. And instead of being frustrated we find ourselves fascinated, and we make things up about you out of our own hopes and needs and all the dangerous things we're afraid to do.

As far as I know, there’s nothing more dangerous than a man who doesn’t care if he lives or dies.

A woman's got to look her best at wedding and funerals" she quipped. "The bride will upstage her at a wedding; and the guest of honor at a funeral is in no condition to complain about her attire, but you never know who else you might meet! Grace Willow’s Last Minute Bride