A Quote by Andy Ruiz Jr.

I love all the Imperial Valley, man. — © Andy Ruiz Jr.
I love all the Imperial Valley, man.
There are two great gifts which God, in his love for man, has granted from on high: the priesthood and the imperial dignity.
Too much! Wait till you have lived here longer. Look down the valley! See the cloud of a hundred chimneys that overshadows it! I tell you that the cloud of murder hangs thicker and lower than that over the heads of the people. It is the Valley of Fear, the Valley of Death. The terror is in the hearts of the people from the dusk to the dawn. Wait, young man, and you will learn for yourself.
The correct answer is the University Titans, the West Valley Eagles, the Central Valley Bears, the East Valley Knights, the Riverside Rams. The fact you don't even know an answer to the question like [naming all the Spokane Valley High School Mascots] means you don't even know the district. How can you represent the district if you don't even know it?
How carelessly imperial power vivisected ancient civilizations. Palestine and Kashmir are imperial Britain's festering, blood-drenched gifts to the modem world. Both are fault lines in the raging international con?icts of today.
I love what the Valley does. I love company building. I love startups. I love technology companies. I love new technology. I love this process of invention. Being able to participate in that as a founder and a product creator, or as an investor or a board member, I just find that hugely satisfying.
If Tehran insists on combining the Persian imperial tradition with contemporary Islamic fervor, then a collision with America and, indeed, with its negotiating partners of the Six is unavoidable. Iran simply cannot be permitted to fulfill a dream of imperial rule in a region of such importance to the rest of the world.
And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release — out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?
Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare; And beauty draws us with a single hair.
I certainly don't sit down and plan a book out before I write it. There's a phrase I use called "The Valley Full of Clouds." Writing a novel is as if you are going off on a journey across a valley. The valley is full of mist, but you can see the top of a tree here and the top of another tree over there. And with any luck you can see the other side of the valley. But you cannot see down into the mist. Nevertheless, you head for the first tree.
I do talk pretty valley. I totally have this look, and I'm so in love with my man, he makes me talk in a weird voice, and you can just make fun of me easy.
We've climbed the mighty mountain. I see the valley below, and it's a valley of peace.
The mountains paralleled the valley and the snowy peaks were extending with fall to the valley floor.
How green was my valley then, and the valley of them that have gone.
I'm a Valley Girl. You can't get me out of the Valley, I'm still here.
Though I walk through the valley of death I will fear no evil, for I am the evilest motherfucker in the valley
I love 'Happy Valley.' I love 'Transparent.' I love 'Fleabag.'
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