Quotes About Cheering

Morris tried to keep the books in some sort of order, but they always mixed themselves up. The tragedies needed cheering up and would visit with the comedies. The encyclopedias, weary of facts, would relax with the comic books and fictions. All in all it was an agreeable jumble.

I hate the actor and audience business. An author should be in among the crowd, kicking their shins or cheering them on to some mischief or merriment.

It is a cheering thought to think that God is on the side of the best digestion.

O Hope! Dazzling, radiant Hope! What a change thou bringest to the hopeless; brightening the darkened paths, and cheering the lonely way.

Rooting from the sidelines is the most democratic of sporting rites: no skyboxes, no tickets required, just an unabashed will to holler and wave.

I don't want people to see me fall. I mean, I got enough people cheering for me to fall now... The Internet has created some amazing place for evil to exist, you dig?

People see my films, and they cheer and they clap, and they are the kind of movies I like to see myself.

My mum at my competitions is the most embarrassing person in the world. She just screams so loud.

Dwarves sat on stoops, clapping and cheering as we ran by. A few of them recorded videos of us on uniquely crafted smartphones. I figured our attempted getaway would go viral on the Dwarven Internet, famous among Internets.

In comedy terms, usually when the weather's bad, it goes much better. When it's sunny, people don't come to see comedy gigs because they're all really happy and don't need cheering up.

I've always been a guy that's liked a crowd and having people around cheering for me. I'm not a guy that will keep his head down or respond negatively to boos or whatever.

Whenever I race in the U.K., the crowd just makes such a massive difference, often between winning and losing.

When you are playing in front of your own crowd, you want them to support you.

It's awesome to have the crowd on your side.

I could sit and watch nature documentaries with Jenks and the kids the rest of the night if I wanted. And trust me, watching a dozen pixies scream as a crocodile chomped on a zebra was something not to be missed. They invariably cheered for the crocodile, not the zebra.

The town was made of cubical buildings with steep roofs, each one painted a bright primary color that through the long winters was said to be cheering.

Dent recognized it; the intermezzo before the last movement of De Bruik's Human Biology. The finale of the symphony was a standard concert opener in the outer worlds. Soon the crackling of superamplified muscle contractions and the rush of adrenaline into the bloodstream announced the shift to the finale, and the crowd cheered wildly; Dent could feel his blood surging through him—

Sam held one of the mice up by its tail over the box and then hesitated. "Her, you want to have a go?"... If Sam thought she was going to squeal at the sight of nature in the raw, he had a lot to learn. Bella fed the owlet, cheering as he gulped down his food with a greedy intensity that bode well for the little guy's future recovery. And she grinned to herself when she heard Sam mutter under this breath. "This has got to be the weirdest first date in history.

I testify that no one of us is less treasured or cherished of God than another. I testify that He loves each of us—insecurities, anxieties, self-image, and all. He doesn't measure our talents or our looks; He doesn't measure our professions or our possessions. He cheers on every runner, calling out that the race is against sin, not against each other.

I want you to know I'm rooting for you.' Sometimes we need to hear that, even from a stranger.

We have a unique format that allows for coaching of players during the matches. We have a team aspect so your teammates are there on the bench cheering you on.

Why was it that cheering expressions were invariably so infuriating?

I want you to know I am rooting for you. Sometimes you need to hear that, even from a stranger.

Then there are no more planes, no more sounds of bombs. Our voices die down and the courtyard is quiet. It stays like that for a long time. Everyone is afraid to move in case a new wave of bombing starts up. "It is a miracle!" a woman cries. Then suddenly everyone is getting up from the ground, shaking off snow, embracing each other, cheering. "A miracle!" Mother agrees. There