In particular, I found praying very disturbing, like swimming with bricks tied to your feet. And yet I was drawn to it constantly.
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!
There's definitely a role for online booksellers, but they can't host events, bring people together, and form a personal relationship in the way a bricks-and-mortar store and its staff can.
The creation of a world view is the work of a generation rather than of an individual, but we each of us, for better or for worse, add our brick to the edifice.
The problem when you are a strong, capable, self-confident person, is that more often than not, people think that you don't really need things like comfort, reassurance, loyalty and guidance. People are more likely to look at you and say, "She doesn'...
[Brick-Top's men have Turkish pinned on the floor. Errol raises a sword to strike, then Tommy appears with his dud pistol] Tommy: Turkish, get your arse up. Any of you lot follow me, and I'll fucking shoot you. Errol: Calm down son, behave yourself. ...
A blanket really makes the bed. Good thing too, because I never make the bed.
A blanket could be used at the end of meetings, to wrap things up—sort of like a big office burrito of productivity.
A blanket might make the ideal politician, because they’re warm, comforting, soft, and easily corruptible.
A brick could be used to silence your critics. Think of it like a really thick and unchewy piece of chewing gum.
A brick can and should be used as a telephone, because that way I won’t feel so bummed out that she never calls me.
A brick could be given as a graduation gift to a C student. It’s like here, welcome to a life in the construction industry.
A brick could be used to deny you your dreams. And a blanket could be used as a gateway to all your dreams.
A brick could be used to stop a murder. Just wedge it in front of the door of the murderer, and enclose him in his room.
I need a bone saw—for the meatloaf I made for you, which looks suspiciously like a brick. The gravy is a blanket.
A brick could be used as an AFD, or Atmospheric Floating Device, whose sole function is to make people ask WTF?
A brick and a blanket walk into a bar. And I don’t drink, so I wasn’t around to hear the interaction between them and the bartender.
A brick could be used instead of a red light. They’re both red, and I’d run both with equal fervor.
A brick could be used to back the dollar. Hey, it’s better than the dollar being backed by nothing, right?
A brick could be used as a child’s game to improve memory. I forgot how exactly, but then I never played much.
Let bricks of truth fill the skies and send their walls of conformity crashing down And let the heavens echo with the blows of our liberation
