Quotes About Exported

Whenever in history, equality appeared on the agenda, it was exported somewhere else, like an undesirable.

Between 1995 and 2009, Western Europe's entrepreneurs created jobs faster than the U.S. did, and European economies exported more than the BRIC countries of Brazil, Russia, India and China. Eastern Europe's productivity increased more rapidly than East Asia's.

The freer a society becomes, the freer its arts can flourish and be exported.

Britain has become a net exporter of Islamism and jihadism. My former Islamist group didn't exist in Pakistan until we exported it from Britain.

Parecia que nada se fazia na Mongólia sem um brinde de vodka. De todas as tradições russas que os sovietes tinham exportado para os seus satélites, era vergonhoso que a que prevalecia fosse a vodka a qual, antigamente, nem sequer fazia parte da sua cultura.

Any editing, software work, and mail is done in this exported Plan 9.

The numbers of people enslaved within Africa itself exceeded the numbers exported. History has largely forgotten them.

It's nearly impossible to believe just how provincial the wine world was in 1978, the year I launched my journal, 'The Wine Advocate.' There were no wines exported from New Zealand and virtually none from Australia (including Penfolds Grange, one of the greatest wines in existence).

The NSA routinely receives—or intercepts—routers, servers, and other computer network devices being exported from the United States before they are delivered to the international customers. The agency then implants backdoor surveillance tools, repackages the devices with a factory seal, and sends them on.

images of the Madonna and the Christ Child carved in ivory and exported to Europe.

'Memorial Day' is about 'spring break' girls-gone-wild culture which is the seedy underbelly of our American Puritanism, the inverse side of the coin. It's also about how we forcefully exported that culture and then pretended to not know what we were doing.

I remember as a child going to an exhibit about the Soviet Union, and every paper had this alien smell. The paper and the ink were all exported. It was like a piece of cheese from that country, you could touch it, feel it, smell it, and it was different.

We never tasted tea in my village, even though they grow it in the east of my country, where the land rises up into the clouds and the trees grow long soft beards of moss from the wet air. There in the east, the plantations stretch up the green hillsides and vanish into the mist. The tea they grow, that vanishes too. I think all of it is exported. Myself I never tasted tea until I was exported with it.