Quotes About Hawk

Fairly or not, Bush thought Rumsfeld an unreflective hawk who, along with a post-9/11 Dick Cheney, had formed the core of an influential hard-right element within the administration.

As he spurred his horse, he had a sudden instant when he saw a hawk rising up toward the moon. The chill struck deep into his bones, and he knew he had seen his own fetch.

the silence Holds with its gloved hand The wild hawk of the mind.

I circle for millennia, around God, around the ancient tower,    and still do not know: am I hawk, a storm, or a great song?

Your political preference determines the arguments that you find compelling. If you like the current health policy, you believe its benefits are substantial and its costs more manageable than the costs of alternatives. If you are a hawk in your attitude toward other nations, you probably think they are relatively weak and likely to submit to your country's will.

Here you have a hawk of the lure, not of the fist. He will not come to you. If you would have him, you must lay your heart upon your hawking-glove; and feed it to him.

And then there's all these other creeps that surround your band and suck off you like leeches and try to manipulate you and your business. You have to watch like a hawk. I'm always ready to fight. I see it very much as a battle.

Stop that! What were you doing, perched on the window ledge like a big chicken? Despite his aches and irritations, he couldn't help but grin. I prefer to think of myself as a more noble bird, like a hawk. I'm sure you do. But you flew like a chicken than any hawk I've seen.

... the silenceHolds with its gloved handThe wild hawk of the mind.

Honor Is Like the Hawk . . . For my own part, regret nothing. Have lived life, free from compromise . . . and step into the shadow now without complaint. —Rorschach's journal

Once, I went to the roof of a project and saw a hawk perched on the rail; always, you see the city in the near distance, its towers and spires studded with lights, both stately and slapdash, like the crazy geometry of rock crystal. There were many days when you felt sorry for people who worked inside.

I pointed to a red-tailed hawk half a mile above us. I watched the hawk to see if it was Chubb. Strange things happen in the animal world when a loved one dies, that's a fact. They honor our passage with far more reverence than we do theirs.

See? It's a menace. We may have escaped a thunder hawk, but ultimately, we will perish . . . killed by my hair.

heart. As he looked around at the agency Indians, dependent, destitute, spiritless, it was clearer than ever that an agency offered no life to him and no prospect for the return of Hawk. The people might be able to live here, he didn't know. Hawk would never come to him here, and he would die. And until his death, live gutted of spirit. He walked his pony and felt in its hooves the pulse of the drum, tapping the earth.

I tried to become a hawk, it didn't work. I think I got -stuck

Wednesday is always a ramp-up day during Super Bowl week. This is the day that players who didn't make the big game always appear or arrive in the Super Bowl city to hawk their wares or promote a sponsor, so that's why NFL Network always holds the bulk of their coverage from Radio Row at the Super Bowl Media Center.

Last night, the stars on the water were trap doors. The crows with their charred wings are complaining to a hawk. It's time to pack up the sunsets the dawns and move on.

Got nothing to do with us," I said. "I'm working on a case. You're my trusty sidekick." "Long as I don't have to call you Kemo Sabe." "Ever wonder what that meant?" I said. "I always thought it meant Paleface Motherfucker," Hawk said. "That's probably it," I said.

I don't think Hawk or I are operating on emotional whim. It's just the way we experience things sometimes needs to get translated sort of promptly into a, ah, course of action. So we have tended to bypass the meditative circuit." "Wow," Hawk said.

Hawk and I lay behind the rock

Vinnie and Hawk lounged in the theater lobby, blending in to the theatrical scene like two coyotes at a poultry festival.

Susan told me on the way out," Hawk said, "how you been spreading your charm around town and now they ready to lynch your ass." "Charm can only carry you so far," I said.

Are you objectifying that young woman?" I said. "Absolutely not," Hawk said. "I thinking about her with her clothes off.

Analogy," Susan said. "Hawk's world is not like anyone else's." I nodded. "So asking Hawk about Thanksgiving is like asking a fish about a bicycle," Susan said.