Quotes for All
I carried it (a revolver) religiously and during the summer I asked a friend, a man who had been one of Franklin’s bodyguards in New York State, to give me some practice in target shooting so that if the need arose I would know how to use the gun. Eleanor Roosevelt
When I hear the word ‘culture’, I reach for my checkbook. Edward Abbey
It may be true that my desk here is really ‘nothing but’ a transient eddy of electrons in the flux of universal process. Nevertheless, I find that it continues to support my feet, my revolver, and my cigars all day long. What happens when my back is turned I don’t know. Or much care. That’s … Read more
The tank, the B-52, the fighter-bomber, the state-controlled police and military are the weapons of dictatorship. The rifle is the weapon of democracy. Not for nothing was the revolver called an \”equalizer.\” Edward Abbey
All of a sudden I became aware of a little star in one of those patches and I began looking at it intently. That was because the little star gave me an idea: I made up my mind to kill myself that night. I had made up my mind to kill myself already two months … Read more
Dress suitably in short skirts and sitting boots, leave your jewels and gold wands in the bank, and buy a revolver. Constance Markievicz
If I held a revolver to your head, James, and pulled the trigger, would it really matter if I did not know that there were not bullets in the chambers? Cassandra Clare
Quick as lightning Wild Bill pulled his revolver. The stranger fell dead, shot through the brain. Buffalo Bill
I should be very much obliged if you would slip your revolver into your pocket. An Eley’s No. 2 is an excellent argument with gentlemen who can twist steel pokers into knots. That and a tooth-brush are, I think, all that we need. Arthur Conan Doyle
His incredible untidiness, his addiction to music at strange hours, his occasional revolver practice within doors, his weird and often malodorous scientific experiments, and the atmosphere of violence and danger which hung around him made him the very worst tenant in London. Arthur Conan Doyle