Truck drivers are loyal.

The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.

What? So, he quit being a jerk if his wife would be a little bit nicer to him? Doesn’t it not occur to this guy

A coward can be identified by his actions. The main characteristic he has is that he accepts defeat without even trying. Always try not have this characteristic and always keep your head up.

Truck drivers need to be responsible and reliable.

I’m in love with you and all your little things.

The character of greatness must be measured in two ways, else the measurement is flawed. First, and by far most popular of all, is by one’s ability to succeed in times of trial where others may fail. But of no less importance, and perhaps foundational to any form of greatness, is one’s willingness to start over in spite of failure, when success seems farthest away.

Keeping the head up is the trait of a champion.

Don’t hide your scars, they make you who you are.

The way of a superior man is three-fold: virtuous, he is free from anxieties; wise, he is free from perplexities; bold, he is free from

It is the characteristic excellence of the strong man that he can bring momentous issues to the fore and make a decision about them. The weak are always forced to decide between alternatives they have not chosen themselves.

Innovative people have always been in high demand. Help those around you to develop that “never-say-die” attitude by developing it yourself. Make a decision, today, to outlaw complaining, whining and negative thinking in your own personality. And, a word of caution: if and when you are criticized for being so positive or as some call it, “unrealistic,” you will know you are on the right track.

I’m a really, really, smart, multi-talented almost-genius, who’s very annoying.

FREIGHT haulin’
EIGHTEEN WHEELIN’
BIG RIG DRIVIN’
MAP READIN’
LOG BOOK keepin’
WEIGH STATION stoppin’
ON-TIME DELIVERIN’
CB RADIO USIN’
GEAR SHIFTIN’
TRUCK STOP visitin’
ALWAYS DELIVERS THE GOODS
TRUCKER.

America’s truck driver.

Rambo, John J. Born 7-6-47 in Bowie, Arizona. Of Indian-German descent – that’s a hell of a combination. Joined the army 8-6-64. Accepted special forces, specialization: light weapon, medic, helicopter and language qualified. 59 confirmed kills. Two Silver Stars, four Bronze, four Purple Hearts. Distinguished Service Cross and Medal of Honor. You got around, didn’t you? Incredible.

We are the first to arrive and the last to leave.

…and was disposed too often to idealize as a virtue that habit of mean subservience to wealth and social position which, after more than half a century of political democracy, is still the characteristic and odious vice of the Englishman.

I don’t drink coffee I take tea my dear, I like my toast done on one side. And you can hear it in my accent when I talk, I’m an Englishman in New York. See me walking down Fifth Avenue, a walking cane here at my side. I take it everywhere I walk, I’m an Englishman in New York. I’m an alien I’m a legal alien, I’m an Englishman in New York.

Every Englishman is an average Englishman: it is a national characteristic.

But Lord! To see the absurd nature of Englishmen that cannot forbear laughing and jeering at everything that looks strange.

By the way, whenever an Englishman would cry ‘All right!’ an American cries ‘Go ahead!’ which is somewhat expressive of the national character of the two countries.

From every Englishman emanates a kind of gas, the deadly choke-damp of boredom.

I find the Englishman to be him of all men who stands firmest in his shoes. They have in themselves what they value in their horses, mettle and bottom.