Micah Richards Quotes

Gill writes in his commentary notes on Malachi 1:3:25 A learned Jew is of opinion, that not serpents, but jackals, are here meant, which are a sort of wild howling beasts, that live abroad in desolate places. Jackals are basically dogs, whose cackling howls are well known. Coyotes are similar in their cackling howls and are sometimes known as American jackals. Nevertheless, the Jewish scholar in reference was a poet who lived near Spain, named Tanchum ha-Yerushalmi, and died around a.d. 1300. This reference is known because of Richard Pococke (sometimes spelled Pocock), from whom Gill garnered this information (Micah 1:826).

«Allora perché sei qui?» chiese Micah. «Sono stanco di scappare da me stesso.» Non mi parve una risposta, benché Richard sembrasse pensarla diversamente. Comunque sentii Micah annuire dietro di me. «Smettila di scappare», disse il mio Nimir-Raj. «Non sono sicuro di sapere come fare.»

You should dream and dream big. You never know. Your dreams may be the fuel that inspires others to keep moving forward." Micah Richards

Nobody grows up idolising the right back. Well, maybe Gary Neville, but nobody normal.

12:6. in a vision; in a dream. All prophetic experience in the Tanak is understood to be through visions and dreams—except Moses'. The fifteen books of the Hebrew Bible that are named for prophets either identify the prophets' experiences as visions or else leave the form of the experiences undescribed (Ezek 12:27; 40:2; Hos 12:11; Hab 2:2; Mic 3:6). Many begin by identifying the book's contents as the prophet's vision: "The vision of Isaiah" (Isa 1:1, cf. 2 Chr 32:32); "The vision of Obadiah" (Oba 1); "The book of the vision of Nahum" (Nah 1:1); "The words of Amos ... which he envisioned" (Amos 1:1); "The word of YHWH that came to Micah ... which he envisioned" (Mic 1:1); "The oracle that Habakkuk the prophet envisioned" (Hab 1:1).

When I write this chapter in a café in Salzburg sixteen years later, I’ve known many people who have died climbing. I know that most of their last moments were spent in terror, and it haunts me. Some were dear friends and others I knew only briefly, but they were all kindred, and their names are Andre Callari and Rupert Rosedale. Micah Dash and Jonny Copp and Chhewang Nima Sherpa and Dean Potter. Scott Adamson and Kyle Dempster and Hayden Kennedy and Hansjörg Auer and Jess Roskelley and Ueli Steck and Hilaree Nelson and I’m sure that I have left others out.