“My first job was in a Bohemian polka band, the Rejcek family polka band in Abbott. The old man in the band had another blacksmith shop in Abbott, but he liked me. All he had was horns and drums, and I was set up over there with my little guitar with no amps or nothing. I would play as loud as I wanted to, and nobody could hear me.” MenFirstsLittlesPlayWantedJobsBandGuitarLoudShopsOld ManHornsBohemianPolkaBlacksmiths Author:Willie Nelson
“Here's the analogy. If my body were a car, I'd be thinking about trading it in around now. I would like to upgrade. I would be actually on the lot somewhere and some guy with a loud sports jacket would be sizing me up...kinda lookin' around goin--maybe kickin my knees. Looking behind me going: That looks a little bashed in back there...Yeah. You mind if I check under the hood?" 'Well yes I do! Thank you very much.” IfsThinkingMindWellsLooksLittlesBodyWould BeGuySportsBehindsCarYeahChecksLoudKneesTradingJacketsHoodAnalogies Author:Ellen DeGeneres
“I was a strange, loud little kid who could sit at the piano and kill a Beethoven piece.” LittlesKidsPiecesStrangeLoudPianoLittle Kid Author:Lady Gaga
“What good men most biologists are, the tenors of the scientific world - temperamental, moody, lecherous, loud-laughing, and healthy. Your true biologist will sing you a song as loud and off-key as will a blacksmith, for he knows that morals are too often diagnostic of prostatitis and stomach ulcers. Sometimes he may proliferate a little too much in all directions, but he is as easy to kill as any other organism, and meanwhile he is very good company, and at least he does not confuse a low hormone productivity with moral ethics.” KnowsMenWorldMayLittlesDoeSometimesSongEasyCompanyMoralLaughingToo MuchKeysHealthyLowsEthicsVery GoodProductivityLoudGood ManStomachOrganismsHormonesAnd OffBiologistGood CompanyMoodyTenorsMoral EthicsUlcersBlacksmiths Author:John Steinbeck
“In my view, Jan Masaryk was thoroughly corrupt, who bumped himself off because he saw at last where his moral cowardice and ideological 'Playboyery' had led him. I vividly remember visiting him in Washington, fat, slightly tight, coming into the room looking like a broken-down butler with his master, the little Communist, Clementis, - and saying in a loud voice: 'Has anyone seen an Iron Curtain? I haven't.' Well, he has now.” WellsLittlesLastsRememberVoiceRoomsViewsMoralSawsHavensMastersBrokenLateNewsSuicideFatsLoudIronCommunistCowardiceCurtainsIdeologicalVisitingButlersBroken DownLoud VoicesIron Curtain Author:Malcolm Muggeridge