Making Buttons Quotes & Sayings

A woman can always get some practical use from a torn-up life ... She likes mending and patching it, making sure the edges are straight. She spreads the last shred out and takes its measure: 'What can I do with this remnant? How long does it need to last?
A man puts on his life ready-made. If it doesn't fit, he will try to exchange it for another. Only a fool of a man will try to adjust the sleeves or move the buttons; he doesn't know how. — Mavis Gallant

He's making an attempt to look at his ease, but some men just don't know how to stand around with their hands in their pockets and look natural. — Michael Chabon

So maybe he'd teach me, train me, and I would fall a little more in love with him every day and then he'd leave anyway. Or maybe not. Either way, I'd take it, though. I'd take him for as long as I could get him and worry about the rest when it came. — Christine O'Neil

I frowned, wondering if Trent would mind being the size of a fairy for a day. He could talk to the newest tenants in his garden. — Kim Harrison

Once you connect with your mind, you are who you are and you're free. — Natalie Goldberg

I don't like movies that are too manipulative. A lot of movies thrive on really pushing your buttons and making you hate the villain. — Michel Gondry

I was alone in a great spinning wheel surrounded by things that were made out of meat, things that moved all by themselves. Some of them were wrapped in pieces of cloth. Strange nonsensical sounds came from holes at their top ends, and there were other things up there, bumps and ridges and something like marbles or black buttons, wet and shiny and embedded in the slabs of meat. They glistened and jiggled and moved as if trying to escape. I didn't understand the sounds the meat was making, but I heard a voice from somewhere. It was like God talking, and that I couldn't help but understand. — Peter Watts

That is one trouble about trading on a large scale.You cannot sneak out as you can when you pike along. — Edwin Lefevre

Anything can be misinterpreted. People can look at Christ on a cross and think, This is an image of murder, this is violent, this has sexual imagery in it. And it just - I think it's my job as an artist to be out there pushing people's buttons and making them question everything. — Marilyn Manson

Making you a pioneer only means one thing. You were around at the time. — Red Buttons

I dug my hand into the small spot and pulled out a key attached to a big black key chain with buttons for locking and unlocking doors. My head jerked up to see his serious expression. Patti covered her mouth, saying nothing.
"No more boys taking you on trips, you hear?" His voice was gravelly. "You can take your own self from now on. Last thing you need is some boy distracting you and making this whole situation even more complicated. Promise me you'll stay away from that son of Pharzuph."
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"I tried that once, John," Patti warned him. "It didn't work out so well for me. — Wendy Higgins

I pick up the phone and press the few buttons until I can hear my heavy, creeper breathing over the PA system. I start beat boxing into the phone, making sure I spit more than necessary. Yo, Marky Mark. Please come to your office immediately, there's a funky bunch of manly stud waiting for you. — Jay McLean

The main thing that you have to remember on this journey is, just be nice to everyone and always smile. — Ed Sheeran

We go through the whole season working on next season's car and developing the car and making sure we fit in the car and all that sort of stuff. And we obviously give ideas of what we would hope next year's car would have even if it's small things like buttons on the steering wheel and different positions and whatever. — Jenson Button

There is nothing like being left alone again, to walk peacefully with oneself in the woods. To boil one's coffee and fill one's pipe, and to think idly and slowly as one does it. — Knut Hamsun

Like all artists, I want to cheat death a little and contribute something to the next generation. — Dennis Hopper

With each deep inhalation, he was aware of a sweet, pure fragrance that entered his nostrils and spread through his brain like a drug.
"What is that smell?" he muttered.
Vivian answered in a hushed voice. "Mrs. Buttons distilled some vanilla water for me. Do you like it?"
"We brought your perfume from the town house. Why didn't you use that?"
Her gaze flickered to his mouth and back to his eyes. "It didn't suit me," she whispered. "Too heady."
Grant drew in another lungful of delicate vanilla-scented air. "You smell like a sugar biscuit," he answered gruffly. One he badly wanted to bite into. Her scent was innocent and homey and appetizing, making his blood surge and his muscles harden in acute yearning. — Lisa Kleypas

American's greatest deficit is no longer found in the federal budget. It is a moral deficit, and it may be found in a polluted and poisoned culture that has become the great enemy within. — Pat Buchanan

Harriet van Horne He makes love to me expertly, mechanically, coldly ... He's pressing all my buttons, as if I were a pocket calculator. — Erica Jong