Unbelievably Boring Quotes & Sayings

There are talking dogs all over the place, unbelievably boring they are, on and on and on about sex and shit and smells, and smells and shit and sex, and do you love me, do you love me, do you love me. — Ursula K. Le Guin

It's better being completely ridiculous than unbelievably boring. — Marilyn Monroe

I passionately believe in heroes, but I think the world has changed its criteria in determining who it describes as a hero. — Richard Attenborough

The bigoted, the narrow minded, the stubborn, and the perpetually optimistic have all stopped learning. — Charles Hayes

In Wall Street, the only thing that's hard to explain is next week. — Louis Rukeyser

That's what being a leader is all about. If the other players see you in a non-positive mind set, that affects them. I have to present an air of confidence at all times. — Joey Harrington

Somewhere, someone isn't impressed by your looks. Not all men jump through the hoops of your fire. You're unbelievably boring to more people than you'll ever know. — Henry Rollins

Mental confusion can be the product of divine discipline. — Max Anders

You don't cast the animal, per se. You have an animal trainer who looks for several of them. That is a different experience than dealing with actors. That is just difficult. It is what you expect from an animal on the set. You just run a lot of film and prompt it to do the right thing, but sit through it doing all the wrong things first. It's just unbelievably boring, frustrating and painstaking to shoot. — Ethan Coen

You look back and see how hard you worked and how poor you were, and how desperately anxious you were to succeed, and all you can remember is how happy you were. — Jack London

Yesterday evening Mickey and I and other deluded WAAFs went through the blackout and into the wilds of Hammersmith enduring the journey with the thought of the rollicking, witty West End show, Broadway Follies, studded with stars, to which we WAAFs had been invited free. I might say frightful, I might say terrible, awful, boring, tedious, but they only reveal the inadequacy of words. After the third hour, or so it seemed, I was convinced that I had died and was in hell, watching turn after turn in unending procession, each longer, each less funny, each more unbelievably bad than the last. During the interval, Hendon WAAFs rushed to the bar, scruffy WAAFs, obviously from West Drayton, sat still rollicking with mirth in the Stalls. We tossed back whisky and ginger beer and watched in a stupor the longer, duller, apparently unending second half. After came the journey back in the blackout made blue by our opinions of the evening. — Joan Rice