Candy Like Skittles Quotes & Sayings

Library events scare me, as they provide refuge for local historians, fabulists, tellers of tall tales, historical reenactors, and even dream weavers. Not to mention the single most feared creature on the planet: the self-published poet — Joe Queenan

I've always worn earplugs, but I'm sure my hearing's not great. — J Mascis

Skaters are infamously superstitious. — Ashley Wagner

When you are in unrelenting, excruciating and debilitating pain that never goes away for years on end, your life is over. — Bill Walton

I just use my muscles as a conversation piece, like someone walking a cheetah down 42nd Street. — Arnold Schwarzenegger

As far as plans went, it was like facing the zombie apocalypse with a nail file and a bag of Skittles. It might work, but chances were good that I'd die a horrible, painful death.
At least the end would be filled with fruity, candy goodness. And for my dramatic death scene I could whisper, in a creepy, quivery death rattle, taste the rainbow. Boy would those zombies be confused. — E.J. Stevens

I slept and saw God's forge in frost. Its hearth was quelled, and as it cooled so swooned the verdancy it kept above. In slumber it grew a thick winter skin, white as bedsheets. In their folds the waker dreamt, her breath as steam, her touch as hot as iron, forgotten in the fire. — Andrew Hussie

The gray glaze of the past attacks all know-how ... — John Ashbery

Evolution has produced us more recently, and that makes us the smartest ever. After all, we invented the parking lot. — N.D. Wilson

Until the Bible begins to talk to us, we really have not been reading it. — Aiden Wilson Tozer

Then my cell phone buzzes again. I can't quite get it out of my pocket because my arm is so bloody. Astley reaches down and pulls it out for me.
"You're blushing," he says.
"You just reached in my pocket. It's kind of intimate."
He smiles a wicked smile and hands me the phone. "There is candy in here as well."
"Skittles," I explain. "I like them. — Carrie Jones

We have had a hard and somewhat dangerous but very successful trip. No less than six weeks were spent... forcing our way down through what seemed a literally endless succession of rapids and cataracts. For forty-eight days we saw no human being. In passing these rapids we lost five of the seven canoes... One of our best men lost his life in the rapids. Under the strain one of the men went completely bad... and when punished by the sergeant he... murdered the sergeant and fled into the wilderness... We have put on the map a river about 1500 kilometres in length... Until now its upper course has been utterly unknown to every one, and its lower course... unknown to all cartographers. — Theodore Roosevelt

This diary is my kief, hashish and opium pipe. This is my drug and my vice. — Anais Nin

I have a home in Arizona. I go a couple months a year, but basically Chicago is my home. — Dennis Farina

Flipping to the front, I caught Aiden's gaze and offered a sympathetic smile.
"Skittles?"
"Please."
I dumped some into his open palm, then picked out the green ones. Aiden grinned at me.
"You know I don't like the green ones?"
Shrugging, I popped them in my mouth.
"The few times I've seen you eat them, you leave the green ones behind."
Deacon popped his head between our seats.
"That's true love right there."
"That it is."
Aiden's gaze flicked to the road. I flushed like a little schoolgirl and focused on the remaining pieces of candy until Deacon drifted back into his seat. I handed all the red ones to Aiden. — Jennifer L. Armentrout