Matt Bloom/professional Wrestling Career/new Japan Pro Wrestling/bad Intentions 2009-2012

Famous quotes containing the words japan, intentions, bad, pro, matt, career, wrestling, professional and/or bloom:

    I do not know that the United States can save civilization but at least by our example we can make people think and give them the opportunity of saving themselves. The trouble is that the people of Germany, Italy and Japan are not given the privilege of thinking.
    Franklin D. Roosevelt (1882–1945)

    My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived.
    Mason Cooley (b. 1927)

    About what we neither know nor feel precisely while awake—whether we have a good or a bad conscience toward a certain person—our dreams instruct us fully and unambiguously.
    Friedrich Nietzsche (1844–1900)

    The upbeat lawyer/negotiator of preadolescence has become a real pro by now—cynical, shrewd, a tough cookie. You’re constantly embroiled in a match of wits. You’re exhausted.
    Ron Taffel (20th century)

    Hey, you dress up our town very nicely. You don’t look out the Chamber of Commerce is going to list you in their publicity with the local attractions.
    Robert M. Fresco, and Jack Arnold. Dr. Matt Hastings (John Agar)

    I restore myself when I’m alone. A career is born in public—talent in privacy.
    Marilyn Monroe (1926–1962)

    There are people who think that wrestling is an ignoble sport. Wrestling is not sport, it is a spectacle, and it is no more ignoble to attend a wrestled performance of suffering than a performance of the sorrows of Arnolphe or Andromaque.
    Roland Barthes (1915–1980)

    I trust it will not be giving away professional secrets to say that many readers would be surprised, perhaps shocked, at the questions which some newspaper editors will put to a defenseless woman under the guise of flattery.
    Kate Chopin (1851–1904)

    Nor blame I Death, because he bare
    The use of virtue out of earth;
    I know transplanted human worth
    Will bloom to profit, otherwhere.

    For this alone on Death I wreak
    The wrath that garners in my heart:
    He put our lives so far apart
    We cannot hear each other speak.
    Alfred Tennyson (1809–1892)