A Quote by R. Lee Ermey

I hate to hear 'Less is more.' It's a crock of crap. — © R. Lee Ermey
I hate to hear 'Less is more.' It's a crock of crap.
The key to a better life: Complain less, appreciate more. Whine less, laugh more. Talk less, listen more. Want less, give more. Hate less, love more. Scold less, praise more. Fear less, hope more.
Fear less, hope more. Eat less, chew more. Talk less, say more. Hate less, love more.
Without patience, we will learn less in life. We will see less. We will feel less. We will hear less. Ironically, rush and more usually mean less.
I have a Crock-Pot, and I have an All-Clad slow-cooker - I have two different ones. The All-Clad is larger, for maybe a gang of people, and my Crock-Pot's a little smaller if I'm just making something for myself.
Your bosses simply hate you. You created more and more value. They paid you less and less. That's the definition of disdain in my book.
I just don't see how anyone can hate America. I mean, crap, I live there. What more do you need?
When I hear music that parents hate, or older musicians hate, I know that's the new music. When I hear older people saying, 'I hate Rap or Techno' I rush to it.
They could never put me in a slot. They couldn't say Glen was 'country,' 'pop' or 'rock.' I'm crock, OK? A cross between country and rock. Call me crock.
Find out what you like and what you hate about life. Start doing more of what you love, less of what you hate.
Fight less, cuddle more. Demand less, serve more. Text less, talk more. Criticize less, compliment more. Stress less, laugh more. worry less, pray more. With each new day, find new ways to love each other even more.
I hate it. I hate taxidermy shops and all that crap.
What does labor want? We want more schoolhouses and less jails; more books and less arsenals; more learning and less vice; more leisure and less greed; more justice and less revenge; in fact, more of the opportunities to cultivate our better natures, to make manhood more noble, womanhood more beautiful, and childhood more happy and bright.
I'm a terrible photographer.I'm not being modest. My photos really are crap. But in a way, the more the photo is crap, the better to paint from.
As we hate ourselves less, we tend to hate other people less too.
Crap has always happened, crap is happening, and crap will continue to happen.
I'm excited about there being more of a sisterhood these days. Back in the '90s there was a lot of hate - the women I looked up to as artists were dissing me! It's not so patriarchal these days - there's more love and a lot less hate!
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