Chamberpot Quotes & Sayings

Maybe that was the root of my dislike for her: she had what I wanted, which earned her my jealousy, and since I was ashamed of myself for wanting it, my scorn, as well. — Nenia Campbell

It's in how you carry yourself. I've always been a very mature person, and I've always known what I wanted. And I go after it no matter what. — Aaliyah

As soon as I'd told him that Brennan had woken up, he'd wrapped his arms around me and cried. Gut-wrenching, soul-sucking cries. I'd — Sloane Kennedy

Asparagus, tinged with ultramarine and rosy pink which ran from their heads, finely stippled in mauve and azure, through a series of imperceptible changes to their white feet, still stained a little by the soil of their garden-bed: a rainbow-loveliness that was not of this world. I felt that these celestial hues indicated the presence of exquisite creatures who had been pleased to assume vegetable form, who, through the disguise which covered their firm and edible flesh, allowed me to discern in this radiance of earliest dawn, these hinted rainbows, these blue evening shades, that precious quality which I should recognise again when, all night long after a dinner at which I had partaken of them, they played (lyrical and coarse in their jesting as the fairies in Shakespeare's Dream) at transforming my humble chamberpot into a bower of aromatic perfume. — Marcel Proust

I just love being around my family during the holidays. — Martha MacIsaac

I refuse to consider Art a drain-pipe for passion, a kind of chamberpot, a slightly more elegant substitute for gossip and confidences. No, no! Genuine poetry is not the scum of the heart. — Gustave Flaubert

What's sort of interesting about the whole public relations disaster that is the Net, in some ways, is that the fundamentals are really good. — Meg Whitman

What foods are, essentially, are idea-neutral drugs. — Terence McKenna

Post-apocalyptic fiction is about worlds that have already burned. Apocalyptic fiction is about worlds that are burning.

The End is Nigh is about the match. — John Joseph Adams