Wibble Wobble Quotes & Sayings

Keep your heart free of hate. — Lailah Gifty Akita

mostly I saw her efforts to induct me into adulthood much as a calf might see its mother's explanations of veal: I was being recruited into the great death march of biology - be born, reproduce, die. — Barbara Ehrenreich

The last of human freedoms - the ability to chose one's attitude in a given set of circumstances. — Viktor E. Frankl

Shirley Jackson's writings are a must for aficionados of the gothic and of good literature. — Carlos Ruiz Zafon

Time is not the stable moving-staircase that prosemen have for centuries pretended it to be, but an unaccountable wibble-wobble — Robert Graves

I wouldn't let you leave the House if I didn't - there's too much at stake."
"At stake. Ha-ha." At his frown, I winced.
"Sorry. I kid when I'm nervous. — Chloe Neill

When I sit down and play the guitar, Im 20 years old again, — J.J. Cale

If man thinks about his physical or moral state he usually discovers that he is ill. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I didn't want to be cut, but it made me a better person and a better player. — Jason Spezza

A few hours later (I think, anyway) there are six other empty beer mugs joining the first one on the table. I watch them look back at me, my eyes half open. I think the one on the far right is judging me. — C.H. Wood

We are the only people who may know the will of God for the city we live in. God expects us to become intercessors for our countries — Sunday Adelaja

And remember that striptease of hers, just remember how deeply she was experiencing it! It was the saddest striptease I've ever seen. She was passionately trying to strip and at the same time she still remained in the hated confinement of her nurse's uniform. She was trying to strip and couldn't. And although she knew that she wouldn't strip, was trying to, because she wanted to communicate to us her sad and unrealizable desire to strip. Chief, she wasn't stripping, she was singing the elegy of stripping, singing about the impossibility of stripping, about the impossibility of making love, about the impossibility of living! And we didn't even want to hear it. We looked at the floor and we were unsympathetic. — Milan Kundera