Mosquito Funny Quotes & Sayings

I never like to think of anything from an ending point. — John O'Hurley

Term, holidays, term, holidays, till we leave school, and then work, work, work till we die. — C.S. Lewis

Whereas the complexity of an object measures how complicated it is to describe, its information content measures the extent to which it describes the rest of the world. In other words, information is a measure of how much meaning complexity has. — Max Tegmark

I tilt my head and look at him. He's watching me, but I can't tell what his face is trying to convey. If I had to guess, I'd say he's thinking, Oh, hey, Sydney. Our mouths sure are close together. Let's do them a favor and close this gap.
His eyes drop to my mouth, and I'm incredibly impressed with my telepathic abilities. — Colleen Hoover

Bug spray." Mosquitoes never bother me, but apparently they eat Tucker alive if he forgets bug spray. So I wear it for solidarity. "All the kids wear
it," I explain to Mom. "They say the mosquito is the Wyoming state bird. — Cynthia Hand

Hong Kong has been the place where the memory of Tiananmen Square lives on; Hong Kong people have become more and more committed in their resistance to authoritarian government, and also, not surprisingly, committed to safeguarding their culture and heritage as something distinct and worth preserving. — Jess Row

If the king had given me for my own
Paris, his citadel,
And I for that must leave alone
Her whom I love so well,
I'd say then to the Crown
Take back your glittering town
My darling is more fair, I swear.
My darling is more fair. — Richard Wilbur

This is so unfair to you. (Ryssa)
Life isn't about being fair. It's not about justice. It's all about endurance and how much we can suffer through. (Acheron) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Do not use a cannon to kill a mosquito. — Confucius

I have lived my life in the shelter of too many northern alliances. I have made alliance with the gentle cow, the health department, the local policeman. In the shelter of such alliances I have got out of bed in the morning with moderate assurance that I shall still be alive at bedtime. But south of the moon my allies vanish, and I have an emptiness in my stomach. I fear the cobras in the garden. I lack a treaty with the lioness. I dread the crocodiles of Lake Victoria, the tsetse fly in the Tanganyika bush, the little airplane with the funny engine, and the mosquito in the soft evening air. But most of all, I am afraid of the African street. — Robert Ardrey