Krabs Borg Quotes & Sayings

Griswold!" a voice bellowed.
"We'll talk about this later," he said, then climbed to his feet and stood at attention. "Sir!"
I turned around, only to be confronted with the largest man I had ever seen in my life.
The end was nigh. — Lia Habel

What's your name?" was my first question. I couldn't keep calling him Squirty though my pants were proof of the moniker's accurateness.
"James Franco."
"Like the actor?" I couldn't help but ask.
His expression eased into a smile. "Yes, but poorer and uglier. — Jeaniene Frost

Keeping books on social aid is capitalistic nonsense. I just use the money for the poor. I can't stop to count it. — Evita Peron

By now you understand why it is crucial to discard before thinking about where to keep things. — Marie Kondo

His last 2 shows in the U.S. were in Chicago and St. Louis. I don't know what made me go on the trip with him, but I'm so very glad I did. They were two of the finest concerts I've ever seen. — Nancy Sinatra

Christ was on display early in my childhood. Both my mother and father were living examples of what it meant to live for Christ and have Him be the focal point of decisions, actions, thoughts and words. It was a blessing but not entirely unexpected when very young I also came to the faith. — Aaron Kampman

Journalists are never hungry. They swallow everything. — Ljupka Cvetanova

The lights must never go out,
The music must always play — W. H. Auden

Grief has pushed us apart like repelling magnets: no matter how hard we try to reach each other, there's a gulf between us that we just can't bridge. — Louise Jensen

What the mind forgets
The scars keep remembering — Edith L. Tiempo

The biggest challenge in working together is simply listening; — Michael Scott

I've always been a skinny man. — Jamie Blackley

I ain't saying you can't do it, Moe. Papa say you can do jus' 'bout anything you set your mind to do, you work hard enough. — Mildred D. Taylor

You who live safe
In your warm houses,
You who find warm food
And friendly faces when you return home.
Consider if this is a man
Who works in mud,
Who knows no peace,
Who fights for a crust of bread,
Who dies by a yes or no.
Consider if this is a woman
Without hair, without name,
Without the strength to remember,
Empty are her eyes, cold her womb,
Like a frog in winter.
Never forget that this has happened.
Remember these words.
Engrave them in your hearts,
When at home or in the street,
When lying down, when getting up.
Repeat them to your children.
Or may your houses be destroyed,
May illness strike you down,
May your offspring turn their faces from you. — Primo Levi