Quotes about swamp
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Quotes about swamp

1960s, A Time for Choosing (1964)
Context: As for the peace that we would preserve, I wonder who among us would like to approach the wife or mother whose husband or son has died in South Vietnam and ask them if they think this is a peace that should be maintained indefinitely. Do they mean peace, or do they mean we just want to be left in peace? There can be no real peace while one American is dying some place in the world for the rest of us. We're at war with the most dangerous enemy that has ever faced mankind in his long climb from the swamp to the stars, and it's been said if we lose that war, and in so doing lose this way of freedom of ours, history will record with the greatest astonishment that those who had the most to lose did the least to prevent its happening. Well I think it's time we ask ourselves if we still know the freedoms that were intended for us by the Founding Fathers.

Quote of Joan Mitchell from an interview with Irving Sandler (c. 1956); as cited in Joan Mitchell, Lady Painter, by Patricia Albers, Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group, 3 may 2011, p. 244
1950 - 1975

“Paid, with a pile of peace-complacent stone,
The armies who endured that sullen swamp.”
"On Passing the New Menin Gate" (1927-1928)
Collected Poems (1949)
Context: Who will remember, passing through this Gate,
The unheroic Dead who fed the guns?
Who shall absolve the foulness of their fate, —
Those doomed, conscripted, unvictorious ones?
Crudely renewed, the Salient holds its own.
Paid are its dim defenders by this pomp;
Paid, with a pile of peace-complacent stone,
The armies who endured that sullen swamp.

Letter to Steve Colbern, as quoted in American Terrorist: Timothy McVeigh and the Oklahoma City Bombing https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Special:BookSources/0060394072 (2001), by Lou Michel and Dan Herbeck, New York: ReganBooks (HarperCollins), pp. 184-185.
1990s

The Decline and Fall of Practically Everybody (1950), Part III: Strange Bedfellows, Charlemagne

letter to Mrs. Ezra S. Carr (1866); published as "The Calypso Borealis, Botanical Enthusiasm" in Boston Recorder, 21 December 1866; republished in Bonnie Johanna Gisel, Kindred & Related Spirits: The Letters of John Muir and Jeanne C. Carr (2001), page 41
Muir's first published writing, concerning the orchid Calypso http://plants.usda.gov/java/profile?symbol=CABU.
1860s

January 29, 2010
Friday Night SmackDown
Source: 1950s, A Reconstruction of Economics, 1950, p. 6

Source: Soul Curry for You and Me: An Empowering Philosophy that Can Enrich Your Life, P. 21-22.
Source: Images of Organization (1986), p. 39; As cited in as Vivien Martin -(2003) Leading change in health and social care. p. 157: About the organization as organism.
“Foo, a beautiful gal wastes her time gracin' up this swamp.”
Miz Beaver
Pogo comic strip (1948 - 1975), Others

Washington 'swamp critters' backing Luther Strange, Mo Brooks says http://www.al.com/news/huntsville/index.ssf/2017/05/washington_swamp_critters_back.html (May 12, 2017)

Source: 1910's, The Art of Noise', 1913, p. 8

Snooper's charter' will cost British lives, MPs are warned ' http://www.theguardian.com/world/2016/jan/06/snoopers-charter-will-cost-british-lives-mps-warned, published by The Guardian on 6th January 2016.

[A key to the fresh-water fishes of Florida, In: Proceedings of the Florida Academy of Sciences, vol. 1, 72–86, 1936, http://www.jstor.org/stable/24313266] (quote from p. 72)

“That's American English for you: more roots than a mangrove swamp.”
Alphabet Juice (2008), p. 359.

Source: Muhammad: A Biography of The Prophet (2001), Chapter 7, Holy War
p. 6 https://books.google.com/books/about/Forgotten_Grasslands_of_the_South.html?id=9ZOaZZbukBwC&pg=PA6
Forgotten Grasslands of the South: Natural History and Conservation (2012)

" Galloway and Hitchens get down and very dirty http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,11069-1781608,00.html", The Times, September 15, 2005
During a debate with Christopher Hitchens, September 14, 2005

Down, But Still Russian http://takimag.com/article/down_but_still_russian/print#axzz3xNaU2RAk, Taki's Magazine, December 8, 2011.
March of the Titans: A History of the White Race http://www.white-history.com/peril.htm
Quotes from other works:

“You don’t hide information by destroying it. You hide it by swamping it with bad information.”
Source: Stations of the Tide (1991), Chapter 8, “Conversations in the Puzzle Palace” (p. 139)
(GCA Interview with Aberjhani).
From Articles, Essays, and Poems, Gale Contemporary Authors http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contemporary_Authors

During a rally in Des Moines, Iowa http://www.cnbc.com/2016/12/21/trump-adviser-says-he-is-ditching-drain-the-swamp.html (December 2016)
2010s, 2016, December

For My Legionaries: The Iron Guard (1936), Jewish Problem

" "We're Not in Lake Wobegon Anymore" In These Times (26 August 2004) http://www.inthesetimes.com/site/main/article/979/
Across a Red World (1968)

April 13, 1945
1940s–present, The Diary of H.L. Mencken (1989)

“To warm the frozen swamp as best it could
With the slow smokeless burning of decay.”
" The Wood-Pile http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wood-pile-the/"
1910s
The Immortal Profession: The Joys of Teaching and Learning (1976)

Statement at the Imperial Conference (1921)

TV Interview for Granada World in Action (27 January 1978) http://www.margaretthatcher.org/speeches/displaydocument.asp?docid=103485
Leader of the Opposition

From The Goad, the Flames, the Arrows and the Mirror of the love of God

The Friedrich Hayek I knew, and what he got right - and wrong (2015)

“He wouldn’t drain the swamp, but merely feed different alligators.”
No, the Swamp Won't Be Drained (December 01, 2016)
Chris McDaniel Calls Out ‘McConnell Yes Man’ Roger Wicker for ‘Playing Political Games’ http://www.breitbart.com/big-government/2017/10/24/exclusive-chris-mcdaniel-calls-mcconnell-yes-man-roger-wicker-playing-political-games/ (October 24, 2017)

"The Lemon Kid"
Exterminator! A Novel (1971)

The Education of Henry Adams (1907)

"Dinosaur Renaissance", Scientific American 232, no. 4 (April 1975), 58—78
Dinosaur Renaissance (1975)

“There is peace in the swamp, though the quiet is Death”
East and West Poems, Part I, The Copperhead.

"Some Biological Aspects of Individualism," Essays on Individuality (Philadelphia: 1958), pp. 59-61
Adam Bernstein. (2003, February 7). Newsman Larry LeSueur Dies: [FINAL Edition]. The Washington Post, p. B.06. Retrieved June 21, 2011, from ProQuest National Newspapers Premier. (Document ID: 284067491), as told by LeSueur to the Washington Post in 1984.

Steve Rattner http://www.nytimes.com/2012/09/17/opinion/health-care-reform-beyond-obamacare.html, The New York Times, op-ed, 16 September 2012.

As quoted by Jordanes, The Origin and Deeds of the Goths http://people.ucalgary.ca/~vandersp/Courses/texts/jordgeti.html#attila, translated by Charles C. Mierow

[Stephen Rodrick, New York, http://nymag.com/news/features/34992/, The Actor, 2007, 2007-09-22]

A Message from President-Elect Donald J. Trump https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7xX_KaStFT8 (21 November 2016)
2010s, 2016, November

In Tiger’s Eye, Vol. 1, no 9, October 1949; as quoted in Abstract Expressionism Creators and Critics, ed. Clifford Ross, Abrams Publishers New York 1990, p. 170
1940's

But it's not good, not good.
2010s, 2017, July, 2017 National Scout Jamboree (July 24, 2017)

1860s, The Good Fight (1865)
Context: Yes, yes, caste is a glacier, cold, towering, apparently as eternal as the sea itself. But at last that glittering mountain of ice touches the edge of the Gulf Stream. Down come pinnacle and peak, frosty spire and shining cliff. Like a living monster of shifting hues, a huge chameleon of the sea, the vast mass silently rolls and plunges and shrinks, and at last utterly disappears in that inexorable warmth of water. So with us the glacier has touched the Gulf Stream. On Palm Sunday, at Appomattox Court House, the spirit of feudalism, of aristocracy, of injustice in this country, surrendered, in the person of Robert E. Lee, the Virginian slave-holder, to the spirit of the Declaration of Independence and of equal rights, in the person of Ulysses S. Grant, the Illinois tanner. So closed this great campaign in the 'Good Fight of Liberty'. So the Army of the Potomac, often baffled, struck an immortal blow, and gave the right hand of heroic fellowship to their brethren of the West. So the silent captain, when all his lieutenants had secured their separate fame, put on the crown of victory and ended civil war. As fought the Lieutenant-General of the United States, so fight the United States themselves, in the 'Good Fight of Man'. With Grant's tenacity, his patience, his promptness, his tranquil faith, let us assault the new front of the old enemy. We, too, must push through the enemy's Wilderness, holding every point we gain. We, too, must charge at daybreak upon his Spottsylvania Heights. We, too, must flank his angry lines and push them steadily back. We, too, must fling ourselves against the baffling flames of Cold Harbor. We, too, outwitting him by night, must throw our whole force across swamp and river, and stand entrenched before his capital. And we, too, at last, on some soft, auspicious day of spring, loosening all our shining lines, and bursting with wild battle music and universal shout of victory over the last desperate defense, must occupy the very citadel of caste, force the old enemy to final and unconditional surrender, and bring Boston and Charleston to sing Te Deum together for the triumphant equal rights of man.

“I was seed again.
I was fern in the swamp.
I was coal.”
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (1968)
Context: Fire he sang,
that trees fear, and I, a tree, rejoiced in its flames.
New buds broke forth from me though it was full summer.
As though his lyre (now I knew its name)
were both frost and fire, its chords flamed
up to the crown of me.
I was seed again.
I was fern in the swamp.
I was coal.

Opening Chapter
Naked Lunch (1959)
Context: Shooting PG is a terrible hassle, you have to burn out the alcohol first, then freeze out the camphor and draw this brown liquid off with a dropper—have to shoot it in the vein or you get an abscess, and usually end up with an abscess no matter where you shoot it. Best deal is to drink it with goof balls … So we pour it in a Pernod bottle and start for New Orleans past iridescent lakes and orange gas flares, and swamps and garbage heaps, alligators crawling around in broken bottles and tin cans, neon arabesques of motels, marooned pimps scream obscenities at passing cars from islands of rubbish … New Orleans is a dead museum. We walk around Exchange Place breathing PG and find The Man right away. It’s a small place and the fuzz always knows who is pushing so he figures what the hell does it matter and sells to anybody. We stock up on H and backtrack for Mexico. Back through Lake Charles and the dead slot-machine country, south end of Texas, nigger-killing sheriffs look us over and check the car papers. Something falls off you when you cross the border into Mexico, and suddenly the landscape hits you straight with nothing between you and it, desert and mountains and vultures; little wheeling specks and others so close you can hear wings cut the air (a dry husking sound), and when they spot something they pour out of the blue sky, that shattering bloody blue sky of Mexico, down in a black funnel … Drove all night, came at dawn to a warm misty place, barking dogs and the sound of running water.

Source: What I Saw At Shiloh (1881), VI
Context: I suppose the country lying between Corinth and Pittsburg Landing could boast a few inhabitants other than alligators. What manner of people they were it is impossible to say, inasmuch as the fighting dispersed, or possibly exterminated them; perhaps in merely classing them as non-saurian I shall describe them with sufficient particularity and at the same time avert from myself the natural suspicion attaching to a writer who points out to persons who do not know him the peculiarities of persons whom he does not know. One thing, however, I hope I may without offense affirm of these swamp-dwellers--they were pious. To what deity their veneration was given--whether, like the Egyptians, they worshiped the crocodile, or, like other Americans, adored themselves, I do not presume to guess. But whoever, or whatever, may have been the divinity whose ends they shaped, unto Him, or It, they had builded a temple. This humble edifice, centrally situated in the heart of a solitude, and conveniently accessible to the supersylvan crow, had been christened Shiloh Chapel, whence the name of the battle.
“A new racket, probably. A depression breeds rackets as a swamp breeds mosquitoes.”
Part 2, Chapter 2 (p. 277)
Martians, Go Home (1955)

6 March 2019 episode of Donahue Tonight on Fox Business Network https://twitter.com/LouDobbs/status/1103453101036658688, reported on 7 March 2019 by The Hill https://thehill.com/homenews/media/432993-lou-dobbs-trump-white-house-has-lost-its-way