I don't want to kill ads. I think advertising is great, and I'm very aware that there's multiple revenue streams in television, subscription and advertising. But I also don't want to put my head in the sand, and I think the world is changing.

In 1844, there was a balance of perhaps of a couple of thousand dollars on the cr side.

We Americans think, in every country in transition, there's a Thomas Jefferson hiding behind some rock or a James Madison beyond one sand dune.

The best thing I can make is a peanut butter-and-jelly sandwich.

Riding is my passion, but a very close second is sun, sand, and surf.

Every so often, we all gaze into the abyss. It's a depressing fact of life that eventually the clock expires; eventually the sand in the hourglass runs out. It's the leaving behind of everything that matters to us that hurts the most.

I always like to find those little mom-and-pop sandwich places, or diners. Those are my favorite kind of places.

My ideal beach house has bookshelves full of paperbacks that can tolerate a little sand, a DVD library that includes some Disney classics for the little ones, board games, and jigsaw puzzles. At least one big flatscreen television is a must.

From the rugged cliffs of Cape Liptrap peninsula jutting bravely into the swells of Bass Strait, the coast arcs southeast, hugging the waters of Waratah Bay with sweeping flat lines of fine pale sand and knotty scrub.

I have anonymously helped many thousands.

There's so much burying of heads in sand going on in the U.S., people are finally beginning to recognize that the environment is dying, but it's far too late, and I am conflicted.

There's only one way to prepare for playing beach volleyball, and that's by getting in the sand.

Anne Briggs is great, and I love Sandy Denny and Steeleye Span.

I love to vacuum. There's just something so satisfying about hearing detritus sucked up into a vacuum. Sand makes such a great sound when being vacuumed off a hardwood floor.

I've had some real hard setbacks in this sport and I learned to realize that you can't really build who you are on what people say. That's ultimately building your foundation in sand.

I freed a thousand slaves I could have freed a thousand more if only they knew they were slaves.

We're not going to be the fastest-growing or the biggest. I think there's plenty of room for a little old sandwich shop like ours.

If all the circumstances of acting are made to easy, then there's no grain of sand to make the pearl.

There can be no more burying our heads in the sand by being afraid to even mention the words 'climate change' aloud.

I was naive and ignorant. I'll never be like that again. But I can't go back. I've come out. I can't stick my head in the sand ever again.