Scoping Out Quotes & Sayings

I watch a lot of TV, but I find that recently it's largely oddball stuff ... Scripted stuff sometimes feels like homework, like I'm scoping out the competition or something. — Jane Espenson

That's Denver Beck, isn't it? Paul mentioned him. What's he like?" Ori asked.
"Oh, where do I start? Beck's mouthy and he lives to tell me what to do." In short, he's so not you. "Why do you want to know?"
A glimmer appeared in Ori's dark eyes.
"Just scoping out the competition. — Jana Oliver

But afterwards, is there nothing more for me in life - no true home - nothing to be dearer to me than myself? — Charlotte Bronte

Encouragement from any source is like a drop of rain upon a parched desert. Thanks to all the many others who rained on me when I needed it, and even when I foolishly thought I didn't.
(acknowledgements in The P.U.R.E.) — Claire Gillian

The novel also focuses on abandoned babies, child abuse, bizarre murders, relationships, pet abuse, policemen, physicians and so many more. Knowing what I know, I believe the only thing that truly shines in Dubai is the sun. — Northern Empress

If ever it's necessary to ride the bandwagon, it's done with one leg swinging out and eyes scoping the fields. — Criss Jami

I love leather and it's great to be a bad girl at times. But there is a time and place for everything. When I'm with Grandma it's flowers, and when I'm out on the town scoping guys, you know ... — Eliza Dushku

The random quantum fluctuations of my brain are historical accidents that happen to have decided that the concepts of dynamic scoping and lexical scoping are orthogonal and should remain that way. — Larry Wall

Then a boy, pale as death, rushed into the hall, uttering a wild scream of terror. "Death and another are closely pursuing me! — Friedrich Heinrich Karl De La Motte Fouque

I hesitate, hand on my seatbelt buckle. I know I need to get going somewhere, but - well, what's the harm in scoping the area out? Making sure it's as safe as Remy seems to think it is?
"All right, Remy," I say, opening the door.
"Remy," he shoots back. "Jesus, you can't even remember my name? The sewers weren't kind to you, were they?"
"Wait - what?" I ask, shutting the door, locking it. No one's taking my Lucy.
He just looks exasperated, which just makes me confused.
"You called me Ruby," Remy said, indignantly.
I stare at him. There's a flutter of something wild, panicked in my chest I don't understand and I don't particularly want to examine. I'm tired and when I'm tired my tongue gets lazy. "Sorry. Tired. Idiot. — Alexandra Bracken

In the middle section of the book Mirabelle breaks into not one, but two houses near Belgravia Books. I had fun scoping these out - checking which windows looked least secure and figuring out how to scale the mews houses to the rear to get her inside. A man came out at one point, 'What are you doing?' he questioned me. 'The thing is, I'm writing a book,' I started with a smile. He waved me off, his hand as wide as a tennis racket. 'Everyone is writing a book, my dear,' he said. Between you and I, it's his house that MIrabelle ends up breaking into. — Sara Sheridan

On the sly, scoping for love. — Aretha Franklin

You have to hold your bloody own or you're lost. — Christine Baranski

When I wake I ask myself, how much longer before they will just let me die? - Tier, Clutch — J.A. Huss