Flatfooted Quotes & Sayings

Rightly or wrongly, most Americans look at mortgage equity withdrawal as the closest thing to a free lunch. — Paul McCulley

The best way to write a novel is to do it behind your own back. — China Mieville

I don't spot junk neighbourhoods by the way they look, but by the feel, somewhat the same process by which a dowser locates hidden water. I am walking along and suddenly the junk in my cells moves and twitches like the dowsers wand: 'Junk here! — William S. Burroughs

I think you'll make a great Congressman, Sam Porter. The people of New York couldn't ask for anything better.
New Jersey."
What do you mean, New Jersey?"
I live in Jersey. That's my home state."
But what about people of New York? Don't we deserve honest representatives, too?" It was one thing when he was going to be her Congressman, but he was going to be someone else's Congressman, not hers?
New York has good representatives."
But not as good as you, Sam. We deserve the best."
Move to Jersey. — Kathleen O'Reilly

Children, bored and opinionated, are scholars of the most dogmatic stripe. — Nick Harkaway

Jean Paul Sartre says that 'Hell is other people!' In the name of completing this sentence we must also say this: 'Heaven is other people too! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

The Universe energy doesn't lie. — Kendrick Lamar

I've been so careful my whole life that I don't even want to imagine what I've missed." Sara realized she was speaking so quickly she hadn't taken a breath, and suddenly felt lightheaded. "I can't miss you. — Heather McVea

If you don't look at me right this minute, Brody McTavish, I'm going to ---"
He swung on her. Had she not been standing flatfooted she would have stumbled back. Instead, she was rooted to the ground as suddenly he was in her face. "I've been listening to you and I've been looking at you for years," he said, his voice deep and thick with emotion. "I've been waiting for you to grow up." His voice faltered as he dropped his horse's reins. "Because I've been wanting to do this since you were sixteen."
Grabbing her, he pulled her against his rock-hard body. His mouth dropped to hers. Her lips parted of their own accord, just as her arms wrapped around his neck. Her heart hammered against her ribs as he deepened the kiss and she heard herself moan. — B. J. Daniels

How rarely can happiness be really innocent and not triumphant, not an insult to the deprived. — Iris Murdoch

I have a recurring daymare that when the Glorious People's SWAT Teams smash their way in, most of us by which I mean members of the general freedom movement will be caught flatfooted, sitting in our underwear behind our computer monitors, guzzling Jolt and gorging on Cheetos, while arguing with our friends and enemies online about immigration or abortion, two of the issues that the Lefties know they can always rely on to keep that general freedom movement divided and powerless. — L. Neil Smith