Oiliness Quotes & Sayings

Doing a film and saying, I've done a really dark film and now I have to do a comedy ... That's not me. If a script comes along and it's dark I'll absolutely do it and take the consequences. I'm not fussed about the image that goes along with it. — Daniel Craig

Manstein is a man of illusions ... He believes Hitler will listen to facts. — Erwin Rommel

Hunting humans for sport? Eating them?" the bitterness in his voice cut through me. "Yeah, I caught that part."
"That doesn't have anything to do with you?
He lifted his eyes, gaze shuttered. "No?"
"Not unless being a werewolf transforms you into a wolf AND a redneck moron. — Kelley Armstrong

I find that the moment I let a woman make friends with me, she becomes jealous, exacting, suspicious, and a damned nuisance. I find that the moment I let myself make friends with a woman, I become selfish and tyrannical. — George Bernard Shaw

I love books, food, music, sleep, people who work, heated arguments, the United States of America, and my wife and children. I dislike politicians, preachers, genteel persons, people who do not work or are on vacation, closed minds, movies, loud noises, and oiliness. — Rex Stout

The life of children, as much as that of intemperate men, is wholly governed by their desires. — Aristotle.

You were brought up to work - not especially to marry. Now you've found your first nut to crack and it's a good nut - go ahead and put whatever happens down to experience. Wound yourself or him - whatever happens it can't spoil you because economically you're a boy, not a girl. — F Scott Fitzgerald

The good particular men may do separately, in relieving the sick, is small, compared with what they may do collectively. — Benjamin Franklin

We Play the broken string of our instruments one last time — John Green

So instead of not-writing, I am painting. I'm not a painter, but I make paintings anyway. I use glass and oil-based house paint, which is toxic, and which you can't buy just anywhere anymore. It's being phased out in favor of latex, which doesn't stick to glass, and acrylic, which I haven't tried. Stacked on my garage windowsill are seventeen quarts of the stuff in various primary colors, in case the whole world stops selling it. I love the oiliness, I love how it spreads on the surface of the glass, how tipped at an angle it rolls and drips, and merges. I love how one color overtakes another on the downward slide. — Abigail Thomas