Honeycutt Quotes & Sayings

C'mon, honey, don't be mad at me. I don't mean to lie, I just remember big. Buck Preston to CeeCee's neighbor, Miz Goodpepper, in Saving CeeCee Honeycutt — Beth Hoffman

I don't see anything wrong with a cell phone. That's great. You have a flat tire in the middle of the night; it works better than digging in your pocket for a quarter and looking for a payphone eight miles down the road. — Billy Bob Thornton

Several were sheer and white. — Marissa Honeycutt

It's hard being the king, but somebody's got to do it. — LL Cool J

What kind of world is it that lets a thing like that happen? That lets a girl like Sue get murdered for kicks, or kids in Afghanistan starve, or baby seals get skinned alive?
-Matt Honeycutt — L.J.Smith

For we rationalize, objectify, and personalize the process of the game exactly as we do that of a play, a drama. For, finally, it is a drama, with meaning for our lives. Why else would we watch it? — David Mamet

They say there's no such thing as a perfect pearl - that nothing from nature can ever be truly perfect. — Beth Hoffman

Sometimes people leave such a deep imprint on our hearts that they never go away. — Marissa Honeycutt

It was one of those unspoken truths, like you don't make a pie for the Wates because it won't be better than Amma's; you don't sit in front of Sissy Honeycutt in church because she talks the whole time right along with the preacher; and you don't choose the paint color for your house without consulting Mrs. Lincoln, not unless your name happens to be Lila Evers Wate. — Kami Garcia

After all, true power was the ability to manipulate others into wanting to do what you wanted them to do. — Marissa Honeycutt

God is bad, truth is a cheat, and life is a joke. — Jack London

In a blur of white satin and lace, Louisa Marie Honeycutt dove into the waiting limousine, slid across the expansive leather seat, then with a furtive look out the tinted window, — Rhonda Nelson

My mom drove like Britney Spears with the steering wheel and me right here [in her lap]. I'm fine, I turned out okay. — Freddie Prinze Jr.

Is she gone, then?" Lizzie asked, her mouth turned down in a slight frown.

"I don't know," Johnny answered carefully. "We had a picnic out at the reservoir after the dance. I fell asleep, and when I woke up, she was gone. But her shoes were still there."

"Oh." Lizzie nodded, as if her question had been satisfied. She finished off her ice cream and proceeded to lick her fingers clean.

"So do you know where she is?" Johnny was really trying not to get impatient, but so far he had gotten exactly nowhere. He wondered if Lizzie Honeycutt was good at chess.

"She probably went back," Lizzie dutifully protected her queen.

"Back where? — Amy Harmon

The only time a question should be asked is when all other possibilities of finding the answer for yourself have been eliminated. — Benjamin Franklin

She breaks. She's sick. Throw a rope, a net. She falls like a shot-up plane. Help her find the landing strip, Her feet are wet - She'll learn, she'll train. She walks a rope on fire, Look Ma, no hands. — Stephanie Hemphill

I love ... Eskimo Joe's. I have tons of Eskimo Joe's clothes and cups in my house, 'cause I love Eskimo Joe's. — Brooke Elliott

Everything in the world can be changed, my dear Florestan, but the human being. — Friedrich Durrenmatt

After explaining how a pearl is made she said: It's how we survive the hurts in life that brings us strength and give us our beauty. — Beth Hoffman

The guaranteed cure for heartbreak: find pain that's much, much worse. — Will McIntosh

Never cast pearls before swine. — Robert A. Heinlein

So what made you think he was a ghost?" Maggie interrupted.

"The next time I saw him it was five years later, and he hadn't aged at all. Then a few years passed, and I saw him again. He looked exactly the same, same blue jeans and white shirt, same everything right down to the 50s hair do with the duck butt in the back. Pardon the language, Miss Honeycutt." Gus gave a sheepish grin. "I just didn't know what else to call it.

"I'm well aware of what a duck's butt is Gus," Aunt Irene said primly.

"A duck's butt?" Shad hooted. Rising from his seat he squatted down and waddled around the table, shaking his skinny butt wildly. "That's what this move is called, Maggie, a duck's butt."

"Shadrach, sit down." Gus smiled to soften the reprimand.

Maggie tried not to laugh and ended up snorting instead. Aunt Irene looked at her sharply, and Maggie quickly changed the subject. — Amy Harmon

Fate lies down the path for those strong enough to walk it. — Marissa Honeycutt

As time passed and he grew to know people better, he began to think of himself as an extraordinary man, one set apart from his fellows. He wanted terribly to make his life a thing of great importance, and as he looked about at his fellow men and saw how like clods they lived it seemed to him that he could not bear to become also such a clod. — Sherwood Anderson