#rode

I'm not limited by my gender, and I don't think anyone else should be either. Because I am the age I am and I sort of rode the crest of the first profound post-suffragette feminists, I wasn't fighting to burn my bra. Those women fought that fight just seconds before I came into womanhood. ↗

— Ellen Barkin

#am #anyone #because #before #bra

A few years ago, I bought an old red bicycle with the words Free Spirit written across its side - which is exactly what I felt like when I rode it down the street in a tie-dyed dress. ↗

— Drew Barrymore

#ago #bicycle #bought #down #dress

So for twelve miles I rode with Sherman, and we became fast friends. He asked me all manner of questions on the way, and I found that he knew my father well, and remembered his tragic death in Salt Creek Valley. ↗

— Buffalo Bill

#became #creek #death #fast #father

The government continues to erode our freedom. ↗

— Diane Black

#erode #freedom #government #our

A book is a fragile creature, it suffers the wear of time, it fears rodents, the elements and clumsy hands. so the librarian protects the books not only against mankind but also against nature and devotes his life to this war with the forces of oblivion. ↗

— Umberto Eco

#also #book #books #clumsy #creature

I raise quarter horses. Mine are mostly thoroughbred cross horses, a little bigger horses than some people like. I sell them or use them on the ranch. A lot of them go to the rodeo arena and some of them go to racetracks. ↗

— Wilford Brimley

#bigger #cross #go #horses #i

I wanted to be like my father, who was a cattle man and a rodeo roper. And that was - he was my hero, and I wanted to be more like him. ↗

— Dave Brubeck

#father #hero #him #i #like

I was street smart, but unfortunately the street was Rodeo Drive. ↗

— Carrie Fisher

#i #rodeo #smart #street #unfortunately

At first I wanted to be a jockey. I rode horses in Cleveland but I kept falling off and I was afraid of horses. So there wasn't much of a future in it. ↗

— Tim Conway

#cleveland #falling #first #future #horses

Secret ceremonies in which malevolent men and women cloaked in hooded robes, hiding behind painted faces and chanting demonic incantations while inflicting sadistic wounds on innocent children lying on makeshift alters, or tied to inverted crosses, sounds like the stuff of which B-grade horror movies are made. Some think amoral religious cults only populate the world of Rosemary's Baby, but don't exist in real life. Or, do they? Ask Jenny Hill. ↗

— Judy Byington

#crime #cult #dissociation #dissociative-identity-diroder #human-sacrifice