Croakings Quotes & Sayings

It's good to be here. At 98, it's good to be anywhere. — George Burns

Can you imagine what I'm going to have to write on the insurance claim form? Attacked by aliens and blood sucking vampire things."

"I don't think that would go down well!"

"Yeah, I may have to come up with another, more plausible scenario."

"Attacked by Big Foot instead?" He chuckled. "Yeah, much more believable. — Tracey Lee Campbell

I'm rubber and you're glue," I told Satan, " and everything that bounces of me sticks to you. — MaryJanice Davidson

But in love, merit is won blindly and unaccountably, and in this blindness and unaccountability lies happiness.
pp. 445-446 — Ivan Goncharov

Lay down true principles and adhere to them inflexibly. Do not be frightened into their surrender by the alarms of the timid, or the croakings of wealth against the ascendency of the people. — Thomas Jefferson

Would I be the 3rd term of Rudy Giuliani or the 4th term of Mike Bloomberg? It'll be neither. It'll be the first term of Joe Lhota. We're all different. — Joe Lhota

There is no one who does not feel that he is imprisoned in some way. If this is the result of his own free will he must regard his will as not free, or the circular reasoning in this position would be quite apparent. Free will must lead to freedom. — Foundation For Inner Peace

Stepping lithe and incredulous from the study; of Karras, emerging bewildered from the kitchen while the nightmarish poundings and croakings continued. Merrin went calmly up the staircase, a slender hand like alabaster sliding upward on the banister. Karras came up beside Chris, and together they watched from below as Merrin entered Regan's bedroom and closed the door behind him. For a time there was silence. Then abruptly the demon laughed hideously and Merrin swiftly exited the room, closed the door, then moved quickly down the hall while behind him the bedroom door opened again and Sharon poked her head out, staring after him with an odd expression on her face. Merrin descended the staircase rapidly and put out his hand to the waiting Karras. — William Peter Blatty

From what black wells of Acherontic fear or feeling, from what unplumbed gulfs of extra-cosmic consciousness or obscure, long-latent heredity, were those half-articulate thunder-croakings drawn? — H.P. Lovecraft