Ads are the cave art of the twentieth century.
If there hadn't been women we'd still be squatting in a cave eating raw meat, because we made civilization in order to impress our girlfriends.
You are also caught with the fact that man is a creature who walks in two worlds and traces upon the walls of his cave the wonders and the nightmare experiences of his spiritual pilgrimage.
Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.
The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.
When we were making the law, when we were writing the literature and the mathematics the grandfarthers of Blair and little Bush were scratching around in caves.
What difference is there, do you think, between those in Plato's cave who can only marvel at the shadows and images of various objects, provided they are content and don't know what they miss, and the philosopher who has emerged from the cave and sees the real things?
Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war.
I don't back down. I don't cave when the pressure gets too great from these partisan political ideological forces.
Every few thousand years some shepard inhales smoke from a burning bush and has a vision or eats moldy rye bread in a cave and sees God.
All the beasts in Howling Forest were safe in their caves, nests, and burrows.
When I'm on stage the savage in me is released. It's like going back to being a cave man. It takes me six hours to come down after a show.
I think the rich will eventually have to cave in too, because the economic situation around the world is not gonna tolerate the United States being on top forever.
Visual storytelling of one kind or another has been around since cavemen were drawing on the walls.
One just principle from the depths of a cave is more powerful than an army.
I don't know anyone who actually likes the dark or night-time. I don't care how much they say it doesn't bother them. That's why we used to huddle in caves and light fires when the sun went down.
