Excuse The Pun Quotes & Sayings

I think, above all, the characters in my novels feel universal to the readers. — Nicholas Sparks

Putting your hands in the earth is very grounding, if you'll excuse the pun. — John Glover

One day I was asked to pick up $50,000 worth of gold chains for Mr. T. For real! — Stacey Snider

I was in my element, excuse the pun. — Adele Rose

It all went back to problems we had talked about before, you know, such as the British not believing in formation bombing and not believing in daytime bombing. — Stuart Symington

They're no rebellion. They're Society, with a different name, — Ally Condie

After all my years of playing soldiers, and then of reading History, I have almost a mania to be in the East, to see fighting, and to serve. — Wilfred Owen

The roaring thunder of the law and the fear of the terror of judgment are both used to bring us to Christ, but the final victory culminating in our salvation is won through God's loving-kindness. — Charles Spurgeon

The only club in the bag specifically designed to get the ball in the cup is the putter. Why not learn it first? — Jack Burke Jr.

The issue for my character, and the issue of the show is, how dirty do your feet have to get without suffocating yourself in the mud in order to get an inch of what you really want done? — Bradley Whitford

For those of us who suspect all the mysteries of life are contained in the microcosm of the family, that personal relationships prefigure all else, the work of Jane Austen is the Rosetta stone of literature. — Anna Quindlen

Greed is good. Sex is easy. Youth is forever. — Bret Easton Ellis

Hope is that inner image you hold on to, the image generated by God's promises. When hope is lost, your faith no longer has a mission to accomplish. God's Word contains your reason to hope! — Evangeline Colbert

He had gotten a new set of clothes someplace, but they were only worse new versions of the same thing he wore before: black trousers, black vest, frock coat, stiff collar, withered, crumpled, and chewed at the edges. His boots was worse than ever, crumpled like pieces of text paper, curled at the toes. In other words, he looked normal, like his clothes was dying of thirst, and he himself was about to keel over out of plain ugliness. — James McBride

How can beauty and ugliness dwell so near? Even with her altered complexion and her face of dislike; disenchanted of the belief that clung around her; known for a living, walking sepulchre, faithless, deluding, traitorous; I felt notwithstanding all this, that she was beautiful. — George MacDonald