Hacksaw Quotes & Sayings

I was going to bake you a cake with a hacksaw in it," he said without preamble, " but-"
"But you realized it wouldn't work."
"Well, no. I realized I don't know how to bake. — Barry Lyga

That's where you come in. I want into that guy's mind, and you need to tell me how to do it."
Ad shrugged. "Personally, I'd just use a hacksaw, but - "
"There are potential consequences and side effects," Eddie said carefully.
"Like what?"
"Well, worst case ... he could end up like Adrian. — J.R. Ward

Kaia tossed Strider a shut-your-mouth frown before bouncing in her seat. "Do I get to help? Can I? You may not know this, but I'm very handy with a blade of any kind, a hacksaw, a whip, a-"
"Hey! Someone went through my bag," William said.
"So?" Kaia continued, as if William hadn't spoken. "Whatever the weapon, I'm good with it."
He would not be impressed. "We won't be using weapons. We'll be smashing jugulars."
"Oh, oh! We can play Who Can Smash More!"
"No, we can't because you can't help," Stider said at the same time William blurted out, "I'd be disappointed if you didn't help. — Gena Showalter

Failure has a hacksaw to my ankles
and right now there is nothing
I want more than to learn
how to walk on my hands. — Jen Lynn Anderson

He hands me his shopping list and I lead him through the store in search of the items. Duct tape? Plastic wrap? A hacksaw? Who is this guy, Dexter? — Andrew Shaffer

Sawing the head off a thunder god with a rusty hacksaw is not easy when you are eleven years old. — David Mitchell

It's not easy to cut through a human head with a hacksaw. — Michael Crichton

Someday," she said in a voice as serene as a high mountain lake, "I'm going to break your neck. Then I'm going to saw it off with a hacksaw so I can take my time." Venom's grin creased his cheeks.
"I knew you had it in you, kitty."
(Venom & Sorrow) — Nalini Singh

Why do authors wish to pretend they don't exist? It's a way of skinning out, of avoiding truth and consequences. They'd like to deny the crime, although their fingerprints are allover the martini glasses, not to mention the hacksaw blade and the victim's neck. Amnesia, they plead. Epilepsy. Sugar overdose. Demonic possession. How convenient to have an authorial twin, living in your body, looking out through your eyes, pushing pen down on paper or key down on keyboard, while you do what? File your nails? ... A projection, a mass hallucination, a neurological disorder - call her what you will, but don't confuse her with me. — Margaret Atwood

I have heard African lions roar and the hacksaw cough of leopards just outside my safari tent, but neither of these is as haunting, as unsettling, as the savage symphony of gray wolves on a cold, still, northern night. — Erwin A. Bauer