#barb

And I hereby distinctly and emphatically declare that I consider myself, and earnestly desire to be considered by others, as utterly divested, now and during the rest of my life, of any such rights, the barbarous relics of a feudal, despotic system. ↗

— Robert Dale Owen

#barbarous #consider #considered #declare #desire

I try to avoid barbecue potato chips. They're my weakness. ↗

— Gwyneth Paltrow

#barbecue #chips #i #potato #try

I did study the art of being a barber because I wanted to figure out what my routine would be. Do you start in the front or back? Top or bottom? Swivel the chair or walk around? What I did discover is there's no such thing as the perfect haircut! ↗

— Sean Patrick Thomas

#art #back #barber #because #being

There are a handful of barbecue seafood shacks on the beach at Hat Nai Yang, which is a fabulous place to have dinner. It's very much run for locals and they serve the catch of the day, which might be lobster, white snapper or squid. It's ridiculously reasonable, too. ↗

— Tony Parsons

#beach #catch #day #dinner #fabulous

Well, every now and then I would hear the preposterous notion that that Jane Pauley sounds like Barbara Walters. Like I could if I tried? ↗

— Jane Pauley

#could #every #hear #i #i tried

Santa Barbara is my hood. I mean, it's not much of a hood, but it is definitely like my hood. I claim Santa Barbara like I claim my family. I'm going to be married and buried there. ↗

— Katy Perry

#buried #claim #definitely #family #going

Colloquial poetry is to the real art as the barber's wax dummy is to sculpture. ↗

— Ezra Pound

#barber #dummy #poetry #real #real art

Barbecue is the third rail of North Carolina politics. ↗

— John Shelton Reed

#carolina #north #north carolina #politics #rail

Information is the oxygen of the modern age. It seeps through the walls topped by barbed wire, it wafts across the electrified borders. ↗

— Ronald Reagan

#age #barbed #barbed wire #borders #electrified

Southern barbecue is the closest thing we have in the U.S. to Europe's wines or cheeses; drive a hundred miles and the barbecue changes. ↗