Lugs Quotes & Sayings

I would never trust anyone who didn't get at least a little nervous on the cusp of doing something important to them in front of other people. — Gwenda Bond

Most people are investing their whole lifetime just for their material well-being. Dying to live, this is called. — Jaggi Vasudev

Hitler is no worse, nay better, in my opinion, than the other lugs. He makes the German mistake of being tactless, that's all. — Henry Miller

I have never been more proud of the United States than I am this year. We have elected an African-American president. We have the stellar Michelle Obama setting the standard for American women. I simply cannot say it enough: look how far we've come. — Kathryn Stockett

All my hard work in overhearing it was it was about as rewarding to me as a man who lugs a chest up the hill only to learn that its full of rocks. — Arthur Golden

I wish children could grow according to their natural pace: sleep when sleepy, wake up when rested, eat when hungry, cry when upset, play and explore without being unnecessarily interrupted; in other words, be allowed to grow and blossom as each was meant to. — Magda Gerber

Words will only ruin you, if you allow them. — Anthony Liccione

In the middle of the night When I'm in this dream It's like a million little stars Spelling out your name — Taylor Swift

But I do like Scotland. I like the miserable weather. I like the miserable people, the fatalism, the negativity, the violence that's always just below the surface. And I like the way you deal with religion. One century you're up to your lugs in it, the next you're trading the whole apparatus in for Sunday superstores. Praise the Lord and thrash the bairns. Ask and ye shall have the door shut in your face. Blessed are they that shop on the Sabbath, for they shall get the best bargains. Oh yes, this is a very fine country. — James W. Robertson

A woman carries her inner life - lugs it around or holds it in like fumes that both poison and bless her - while nourishing another's inner life, many others actually, while never revealing too much madness, or, possibly, never revealing where she stores it: her island of lost mind. — Durga Chew-Bose

We're hard-core realists - we just pay lip service to death and decay and keep right on feeling immortal anyway. — Peter Watts

The last bed, the last roof, the last floor. The last of everything brings lugs of pain, as though there will be nothing left, but smoke from fires abandoned. — Hannah Kent