Snotgreen Quotes & Sayings

Not a word of it could ever be proved or disproved. — George Orwell

The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea. — James Joyce

God! ... Isn't the sea what Algy calls it: a great sweet mother? The snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea. Epi oinopa ponton. Ah, Dedalus, the Greeks! I must teach you. You must read them in the original. Thalatta! Thalatta! She is our great sweet mother. Come and look. — James Joyce

I was a young lad when I was growing up. — David O'Leary

Part of my dogsbody job during the 1983 election was choosing Mum's missile-proof clothes. They had to be disposable. — Carol Thatcher

Those who thought they best knew her, often wondered what happiness such a being could take in life, not considering the happiness which is to be had by some natures in the very easy way of simply causing pain to those around them. — Herman Melville

Should one be shallow enough to view existence as a system of rewards and punishments, one soon learns that we pay as dearly for our triumphs as we do for our defeats. — Tom Robbins

I tell you all this because it's worth recognizing that there is no such thing as an overnight success. You will do well to cultivate the resources in yourself that bring you happiness outside of success or failure. The truth is, most of us discover where we are headed when we arrive. At that time, we turn around and say, yes, this is obviously where I was going all along. It's a good idea to try to enjoy the scenery on the detours, because you'll probably take a few. — Bill Watterson

Our active civil position will lead us to the manifestation of the glory of God in our nation — Sunday Adelaja

I got the fat poet into a corner and told him he was writing shit and couldn't get away with it

Now it is night and time
for sleep. Everyone is
tired

from garbage-glutting
lifting their snouts
from the trough
long enough
to ease their gut -
I won't urge the point.

Gold-plated poems
to stuff up
their mind's ass

or politics
watered down so as
not to scare the blue bloods
Boo! you well-fed bastards — Kenneth Patchen

Paul McCartney and The Beatles in general are my idols. And I love Sting. I got to meet Sting. That was really cool. Dustin Hoffman is my favorite actor. Also, I think of Magic Johnson as an idol. — Nat Wolff

Perfection is God; simplicity is perfection. The curse of curses is that men will not let truths like these alone. — Lew Wallace

Macedonia's handling of ethnic relations and other issues is encouraging. — Emma Bonino

Your trouble, William, is that you have no ambition. You don't see that there is in life only ever one goal.' 'And what is that?'
More', George said simply. 'Just more of anything. More of everything. — Philippa Gregory

Thursdays provided a clear example of how idle many Trailblazer workers were. Around one o'clock on Thursdays SAIC provided trays of cookies in a lunchroom that was located behind the wall of my cubicle. Normally everyone waited to get an email saying that the cookies had been delivered before heading to the lunchroom but, toward the end of the program, a line started forming. At first people lined up at five to one, then at ten to one and then at a quarter to one. It didn't matter that the cookies were extremely sugary supermarket cookies-the cookies were the highlight of many people's day. The line became so long and started so early that the Program Manager sent out an email stating that if the practice of lining up early didn't stop the delivery of cookies would. — Greg Hansen

Ineluctable modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust: coloured signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he was aware of them bodies before of them coloured. How? By knocking his sconce against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire, MAESTRO
DI COLOR CHE SANNO. Limit of the diaphane in. Why in? Diaphane, adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it it is a gate, if not a door. Shut your eyes and see. — James Joyce