Phil Robertson
Phil Robertson
Phil Alexander Robertsonis an American professional hunter, businessman, and reality television star on the popular television series Duck Dynasty. He is also featured on the television show Buck Commander, a hunting program on the Outdoor Channel...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionReality Star
Date of Birth24 April 1946
CityVivian, LA
CountryUnited States of America
animal vegetarian made
Genesis 9 is where the animals went wild, and God gave them wildness. After the flood, that's when he made animals wild. Up until that time, everybody was vegetarian.
roots white america
If I were in politics, and if you ever get me in the White House, trust me, there's a big change coming. What happened to America? We lost our roots.
nice winter people
This would be nice when we baptize people in the winter.
uptown
Uptown living, you've got to call 911. Where I am, I am 911.
men world lows
I'm a low-tech man in a high-tech world.
dating want able
When you get older and you start dating, I want you to be able to say one thing, 'I can bait a hook.'
christ ashamed
I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ
jesus evil reign
Where there is no Jesus, evil always reigns.
crawfish
Crawfish have ding dongs and vaginas.
evil
The more make up a woman wears the more she's tryin to hide. Make up can hide a lot of evil.
prayer being-thankful shapes
My prayer was always: 'Lord, if You bless me, I'll thank You: but if You don't, I'll be thankful for what I have. I have plenty. I'm in good shape.'
sleep gay men
Everything is blurred on what's right and what's wrong ... Sin becomes fine. Start with homosexual behavior and just morph out from there. Bestiality, sleeping around with this woman and that woman and that woman and those men. Don't be deceived. Neither the adulterers, the idolaters, the male prostitutes, the homosexual offenders, the greedy, the drunkards, the slanderers, the swindlers-they won't inherit the kingdom of God.
men humanity lovers
I love all men and women. I am a lover of humanity, not a hater,
eye godly white
I never, with my eyes, saw the mistreatment of any black person. Not once. Where we lived was all farmers. The blacks worked for the farmers. I hoed cotton with them. I’m with the blacks, because we’re white trash. We’re going across the field. They’re singing and happy. I never heard one of them, one black person, say, ‘I tell you what: These doggone white people’—not a word! Pre-entitlement, pre-welfare, you say: Were they happy? They were godly; they were happy; no one was singing the blues.