Waterboy Quotes

Okay, do not call me Aquaman. That's even worse than waterboy.

A CEO shouldn't get several hundred times the salary that the janitor is paid. An athlete shouldn't get several hundred times the salary that the waterboy is paid. A filmstar shouldn't get several hundred times the salary that the crew at the bottom are paid. I understand if you are not yet civilized enough to flatten the field completely – for you are an infantile species after all. But at the very least, do your best to reduce the gap - that is, if you intend to be human someday.

Everybody's born to do a certain thing and if you're dead jimmy you've found it. And if you're good at something, just keep doing it until you're fed up...then do something else. look.. You're here to make babies and look after the place. You know ?" (Billy Connolly) Spoken Word on Spiritual city: -Off of Glastonbury Song

Don't talk about life or death" She said I've had enough of both A girl called Johnny who Was not scared They would have torn her to pieces but Who would dare?

Now the world's full of trouble everybody's scared The landlords are frowning cupboards are bare People are scrambling like dogs for a share It's cruel and it's hard but it nothing compared to What we do to each other

From the stage Ben catches my eye. "This is for them, Taylor," he calls out as they begin to play. It's a song by the Waterboys and, like each time I hear the music played by the boy in the tree in my dreams, I experience a bittersweet sense of nostalgia I have no right to own. When it's time for Ben to play his solo–his eyes closed, his mind anywhere but here, his fingers so taut and precise that it almost looks painful–my eyes well with tears. Because you know from the look on Ben's face that he's somewhere you want to be. Somewhere the five would be each time they were together.

The touch of your flesh is tough to resist Planets collide, collide at the smack of your kiss But you can kiss your brother because we will not be lovers

For it is God’s love that warms me in the sun and God’s love that sends the cold rain. It is God’s love that feeds me in the bread I eat and God that feeds me also by hunger and fasting. It is the love of God that sends the winter days when I am cold and sick, and the hot summer when I labor and my clothes are full of sweat: but it is God Who breathes on me with light winds off the river and in the breezes out of the wood. His love spreads the shade of the sycamore over my head and sends the water-boy along the edge of the wheat field with a bucket from the spring, while the laborers are resting and the mules stand under the tree. It

I pictured a rainbow - You held it in your hand I had flashes - But you saw the plan I wandered out in the world for years - But you just stayed in your room I saw the Crescent You saw the whole of the moon I spoke about wings - You just flew I wondered, I guessed and I tried - You just knew I sighed - You swooned I saw the Crescent You saw the whole of the Moon

The stars are alive and nights like these were born to be sanctified by you and me.