Betteredge Quotes & Sayings

I think 'Amazing Race' is sometimes like being on tour. — Corin Tucker

When you're in love, it's not just about the messing around in the sack, it's about how empty you feel when they're gone. — Ozzy Osbourne

This is a miserable world", says the Sergeant. "Human life, Mr. Betteredge, is a sort of target
misfortune is always firing at it, and always hitting the mark". — Wilkie Collins

Embrace the path your loved one's story has taken, and be part of the culture shift that acknowledges dying as part of living. — Carrie Chavez Hansen

Knowledge is the vaccination that keeps you away from the flu of misery — Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

I like a girl to look relaxed. Tight jeans and rock t-shirts are cute! — Devon Werkheiser

If that's how you want invoke your evidence for God, then God is an ever receding pocket of scientific ignorance that is getting smaller and smaller and smaller as time goes on. — Neil DeGrasse Tyson

We're not searching for anything except people. We don't need other worlds. We need mirrors. — Stanislaw Lem

Now, Betteredge, exert those sharp wits of yours, and observe the conclusion to which the Colonel's instructions point!" I instantly exerted my wits. They were of the slovenly English sort; and they consequently muddled it all — Wilkie Collins

A coxcomb is ugly all over with the effectation of a fine gentleman. — Samuel Johnson

I do like Burial; he's so curiously clumsy, you can't help but be moved. It's so un-Hollywood, and the rhythms are so un-danceable. — Brian Eno

Now, tell me, my dear, I said, what are you crying about?
About the years that are gone, Mr. Betteredge," says Rosanna quietly. My past life still comes back to me sometimes.
Come, come, my girl, I said, your past life is all sponged out. Why can't you forget it?
"She took me by one of the lappets of my coat. I am a slovenly old man, and a good deal of my meat and drink gets splashed about on my clothes. Sometimes one of the women, and sometimes another, cleans me of my grease. The day before, Roseanna had taken out a spot for me on the lappet of my coat, with a new composition, warranted to remove anything. The grease was gone, but there was a little dull place left on the nap of the cloth where the grease had been. The girl pointed to that place, and shook here head.
The stain is taken off, she said. But the place shows, Mr. Betteredge
the place shows! — Wilkie Collins