A Quote by Jeremy Grantham

I think I'm right-brained, incapable of managing my way out of a brown paper bag. — © Jeremy Grantham
I think I'm right-brained, incapable of managing my way out of a brown paper bag.
New Orleans invented the brown paper bag party - usually at a gathering in a home - where anyone darker than the bag attached to the door was denied entrance. The brown bag criterion survives as a metaphor for how the black cultural elite quite literally establishes caste along color lines within black life.
The brown paper bag is the only thing civilized man has produced that does not seem out of place in nature.
I would run into the corner store, the bodega, and just grab a paper bag or buy juice - anything just to get a paper bag. And I'd write the words on the paper bag and stuff these ideas in my pocket until I got back. Then I would transfer them into the notebook.
And into the brown paper bag of my heart, Eddy slipped a smile.
Commercial art is traditionally delivered to a client in a brown-paper bag with an invoice stapled to the outside.
I can't argue my way out of a paper bag.
I don't know how to plan my way out of a paper bag.
Remember technology does not make good work. You can still write a poem on a brown paper bag, and haiku is just as profound as the pyramids.
I am attracted to generic or 'industrial' colours; paper bag brown, file cabinet gray, industrial green, that kind of thing.
The rattle of plastic keys reminds me of a squadron of butterflies failing to fight their way out of a paper bag.
I'm not a computer person at all. I only know how to turn them on. I'm not a programmer. I couldn't program my way out of a paper bag.
The brown bag, of course, had its imperfections. While some kids carried roast beef sandwiches, others had peanut butter. I have no way of knowing if all of those brown bags contained 'nutritionally adequate diets.' But I do know that those brown bags and those lunch pails symbolized parental love and responsibility.
The number one success in music supervision is when you can satisfy everybody on every level, creatively and in terms of the budget. That's when I'm most stoked, when we can balance the left-brained stuff and the right-brained stuff.
I met this cowboy with a brown paper hat, paper waistcoat and paper trousers. He was wanted for rustling.
Oh, obviously,” Reyna said. “Without you, I doubt Percy could find his way out of a paper bag.” “True,” Annabeth agreed.
Even Crazy Horses is a good song, by the Osmonds. I've known many bands who have covered that. It's just a great song. I bought it in a brown, paper bag because I didn't want anyone to know I had it.
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