A Quote by Mickey Arthur

Gone are the days of just containing through the middle, gone are the days of just soaking up pressure. You've got to be able to take wickets. — © Mickey Arthur
Gone are the days of just containing through the middle, gone are the days of just soaking up pressure. You've got to be able to take wickets.
In those days, it didn't take much imagination to come up with something that required great lyric development skills. You just thought of an experience that you might have gone through, and write it down.
Big train from Memphis, now it's gone gone gone, gone gone gone. Like no one before, he let out a roar, and I just had to tag along.
I used to be able to just walk into a gym cold and jump on the squat rack. But those days are gone.
I didn't realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
We're gone for 280, almost 300 days a year. So 70 to 80 days I'm home every year. Being an artist, you just gotta be ready to miss certain things, like Halloween and all these kind of things that you used to be able to be free for. Birthdays, all this kind of stuff.
The natural ambition of woman is through marriage to climb up, leaning upon a man; but those days are gone. You shall be great without the help of any man, just as you are.
Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling Old Black Joe.
I have stood aside to see the phantoms of those days go by me. They are gone, and I resume the journey of my story.’ (David Copperfield) “But all that night he lay awake because the phantoms of those days were not gone. Like the tiny, terrible holes in the prophylactics, the phantoms of those days were not easy to detect—and their meaning was unknown—but they were there.
I have lived with you and loved you, and now you are gone. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all of my days.
As you get older, the days have gone, and the years have gone, and it's 'whoosh!
As you get older, the days have gone, and the years have gone, and it's 'whoosh!'
Gone are the days when every successful creator got their own New York Times profile. Nowadays, professional Internet creator is just another job.
Gone are the days when you'd have to tune in to a mad illegal radio station late at night to be able to hear the rapper of your choice. That's all changed now. That's all gone out of the window. And I feel like I represent that change. I represent the era of iPods and Shuffle and things like that.
I'm a pretty low-stress guy. I take what the golf course gives me. Some days, when I'm in full control, I'm able to fire at pins with 5-irons. Other days, I'm looking more toward the middle of the green.
I can't control myself. I wish I could. I've gone to parties, I've gone to games, and I drive home and think, 'God, can't you just not argue for once? Can't you just take what people give you and be happy with their answer?'
Gone are the days when you could lie on a beach between races and still be in good enough shape to compete. Gone are the days when simply wearing a brand on your firesuit was enough to justify the marketing expense of an Indy Car. Racing an Indy Car is only about a quarter of my life as a racing driver.
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