#sheep

Our cat is kind dove shellfish, and thinks the world is hers, She finds a comfy spot and then we pet turtle sheep purrs. ↗

— Brian P. Cleary

#dove #finds #hers #kind #our

I would have been glad to have lived under my wood side, and to have kept a flock of sheep, rather than to have undertaken this government. ↗

— Oliver Cromwell

#flock #glad #government #i #kept

It would be nice to travel if you knew where you were going and where you would live at the end or do we ever know, do we ever live where we live, we're always in other places, lost, like sheep. ↗

— Janet Frame

#be nice #end #ever #going #knew

The metaphor of the king as the shepherd of his people goes back to ancient Egypt. Perhaps the use of this particular convention is due to the fact that, being stupid, affectionate, gregarious, and easily stampeded, the societies formed by sheep are most like human ones. ↗

— Northrop Frye

#ancient #back #being #convention #due

I drive out to this quail farm, where I get a lot of these incredible quail eggs, which I eat all day long. And I eat a lot of superfoods like goji, cacao and chia seeds, things like that. And I like unpasteurised milk of the goat and the sheep. They send it once a week from Pennsylvania, from the Amish farms, and I get it in Los Angeles. ↗

— Vincent Gallo

#amish #angeles #day #drive #eat

After the accident Black Sheep was pretty much at an end. ↗

— Lou Gramm

#after #black #black sheep #end #much

New Zealand is a country of thirty thousand million sheep, three million of whom think they are human. ↗

— Barry Humphries

#human #million #new #new zealand #sheep

If the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter. ↗

— George Washington

#dumb #freedom #freedom of speech #led #like

When sonneteering Wordsworth re-creates the landing of Mary Queen of Scots at the mouth of the Derwent - Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed, The Queen drew back the wimple that she wore - he unveils nothing less than a canvas by Rubens, baroque master of baroque masters; this is the landing of a TRAGIC Marie de Medicis. Yet so receptive was the English ear to sheep-Wordsworth's perverse 'Enough of Art' that it is not any of these works of supreme art, these master-sonnets of English literature, that are sold as picture postcards, with the text in lieu of the view, in the Lake District! it is those eternally, infernally sprightly Daffodils. ↗

— Brigid Brophy

#criticism #deep #half-witted-sheep #wordsworth #art

I'm the black sheep. ↗

— Sienna Miller

#black sheep #i #sheep