Bludgeoned To Death Quotes & Sayings

Christ is one of the 'family' now. I often wonder if God recognizes his own son the way we've dressed him up, or is it dressed him down? He's regular peppermint stick now, all sugar crystal and saccharine - when he isn't making veiled references to certain commercial products that ever worshiper absolutely needs. — Ray Bradbury

When you're an artist, you have to hope for everything and expect nothing. — Darren Criss

Violence has to end. And Israelis have a bright to defend themselves against any violence that is attacking innocent people with a knife in the old city in Jerusalem or elsewhere. No country should be under siege like that. — John F. Kerry

Parents love their children. We might not always approve of the things you do, we might not like your friends, and cringe at some of the choices you make, but that doesn't change our love. — Debbie Macomber

Tea is an affront to lunch and an insult to dinner. — Mark Twain

I'm tied up, gagged and about to be bludgeoned to death by a lawn ornament. Jeez, that's depressing.
- Raven Smith — Rita Stradling

There were stories in the newspapers, of course, corpses in ditches or the woods, bludgeoned to death or mutilated, interfered with, as they used to say, but they were about other women, and the men who did such things were other men. None of them were the men we knew. — Margaret Atwood

I'm an unashamed realist, and actually, I try to make whatever the script is the reality of that situation, even though it's fictional. — Wolfgang Petersen

Had you crawled out from under my bed when I was a child, I would have bludgeoned you to death with my father's mace." Brishen — Grace Draven

The strangest sight was the old giant Thoon, who was getting bludgeoned to death by three old ladies with brass clubs - the Fates, armed for war. — Rick Riordan

The person who knows how to adjust to others, he will not have any suffering. 'Adjust everywhere'. — Dada Bhagwan

It was worse than murder. It was twisted, wretched perversion, as though someone had bludgeoned another person to death with a Botticelli, turned something of beauty to an act of utter destruction. — Jim Butcher

What is the name of your dream? A lovely wooden cottage in the middle of a forest? Or walking in an endless autumn path? What is the name of your dream? Don't give a name, always give a list! Fill yourself with dreams because dream is the path to reality! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Dream's evanescence, the way in which, on awakening, our thoughts thrust it aside as something bizarre, and our reminiscences mutilating or rejecting it - all these and many other problems have for many hundred years demanded answers which up till now could never have been satisfactory. — Sigmund Freud