#owner

We plan absentee ownership as far as running the Yankees is concerned. ↗

— George Steinbrenner

#as far as #concerned #far #ownership #plan

And historically the owners have used loyalty to a team or a city to hold players as opposed to always paying their worth. ↗

— Lynn Swann

#city #historically #hold #loyalty #opposed

It is in men as in soils where sometimes there is a vein of gold which the owner knows not. ↗

— Jonathan Swift

#knows #men #owner #soils #sometimes

The bank - the monster has to have profits all the time. It can't wait. It'll die. No, taxes go on. When the monster stops growing, it dies. It can't stay one size. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#capitalism #ownership #capitalism

I’ll never go hungry, because I’m a pet owner and a meat eater. I used to own broccoli, but taking it for a walk in the park didn’t work out so well. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#broccoli #hunger #hungry #meat #park

Funny thing how it is. If a man owns a little property, that property is him, it's part of him, and it's like him. If he owns property only so he can walk on it and handle it and be sad when it isn't doing well, and feel fine when the rain falls on it, that property is him, and some way he's bigger because he owns it. Even if he isn't successful he's big with his property. That is so.' 'But let a man get property he doesn't see, or can't take time to get his fingers in, or can't be there to walk on it - why, then the property is the man. He can't do what he wants, he can't think what he wants. The property is the man, stronger than he is. And he is small, not big. Only his possessions are big - and he's the servant of his property. That is so, too. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#ownership #funny

I have gathered a posy of other men's flowers and nothing but the thread that binds them is mine own. ↗

— John Bartlett

#ownership #thread #men

I loved Duncan and I loved being his mother but I wasn't sure I was prepared to be only his mother. Before we were even married, when Russell and I had gotten our dog, Humbert, I had walked him early one morning, and as I stood on a line for coffee, someone had offered him a dog treat. "I always ask the mommy first," she said, looking at him expectantly. "Oh, I'm not his mother," I said, "I'm just his...friend," and she looked at me with complete contempt. "You're his mother," she had scolded, "Poor dog. ↗

— Jennifer Belle

#dog-walking #dogs #motherhood #parenthood #pet-owner

Men resemble great deserted palaces: the owner occupies only a few rooms and has closed-off wings where he never ventures. ↗

— Francois Mauriac

#few #great #men #never #occupies

I loved downers, almost any kind. Loved the colors of them. Loved them yellow... I did. I would just have a bouquet in my hands at night. ↗

— Rosemary Clooney

#any #bouquet #colors #did #downers