#ride

If, when stung by slander or ill-nature, we wax proud and swell with anger, it is a proof that our gentleness and humility are unreal, and mere artificial show. ↗

— St. François de Sales

#humility #hypocrisy #pride #anger

While I will always have the utmost respect for the superhuman out-of-bounds freestyle and extreme stunts that seem to continually progress beyond our imaginable limits, my highest appreciation goes out to the simple rider who's out there just for the experience. ↗

— Craig Kelly

#appreciation #beyond #continually #experience #extreme

Riding a motorcycle on today's highways, you have to ride in a very defensive manner. You have to be a good rider and you have to have both hands and both feet on the controls at all times. ↗

— Evel Knievel

#controls #defensive #feet #good #hands

It was the noise Of ancient trees falling while all was still Before the storm, in the long interval Between the gathering clouds and that light breeze Which Germans call the Wind's bride. ↗

— Charles Godfrey Leland

#before #between #breeze #bride #call

My father always wanted to be the corpse at every funeral, the bride at every wedding and the baby at every christening. ↗

— Alice Roosevelt Longworth

#baby #bride #corpse #every #father

It always amazes me when people go rent horses and ride them. You mean you want me to pay you to ride a horse? ↗

— William Lucking

#amazes #go #horse #horses #me

In our Nation, approximately 22.5 million children ride school buses to and from school each day, which accounts for 54 percent of all students attending grade school. ↗

— Kenny Marchant

#approximately #attending #buses #children #day

Fits of anger, vexation,and bitterness against ourselves tend to pride and they spring from no other source than self-love, which is disturbed and upset at seeing that it is imperfect. ↗

— Francis de Sale

#pride #self-pity #anger

What I miss when I'm away is the pride in baseball. Especially the pride of being on a team that wins. ↗

— Billy Martin

#baseball #being #especially #i #miss

They talk o' rich folks bein' stuck up and genteel, but for iron-clad pride o' respectability there's nowt like poor chapel folk. Why, 'tis as cold as the wind on Greenhow Hill -- aye, and colder, too, for 'twill never change. ↗

— Rudyard Kipling

#change