A fit encomium for marital bliss," Beaumont said, putting down his knife and fork. "Dancing to a tune one neither likes nor understands, with a partner who thinks you a cadaver.
The thought of my mother talking to me about sex makes me want to stab my eyes out with a fork, gouge even deeper and scramble my brains to prevent the conversation from ever happening.
If I ever go to China, I’m going to find a piano and play “Chopsticks”--only not with my fingers, but rather I’ll be using two forks.
Don Severo dropped his fork, Doña Remedios nearly chocked, but Jesús carried on playing with his food. He’d never really liked broccoli.
Stop stalling and spill the beans. What’s up?” Alexi tossed down her fork and leaned in close so no one else could possibly hear. “What’s not up? We’re like rabbits on Viagra.
The child gets two confusing messages when a parent tells him which is the right fork to use, and then proceeds to use the wrong one. So does the child who listens to parents bicker and fuss, yet is told to be nice to his brothers and sisters.
And that because the moving parts are a million times smaller than the ones we're familiar with, they move a million times faster, just as a smaller tuning fork produces a higher pitch than a large one.
Every country we conquer feeds us. And these are just a few of the good things we'll have when this war is over. Slaves working for us everywhere while we sit back with a fork in our hands and a whip on our knees.
We listen to the entrepreneur. We try to have a fine tuning fork to understand what they are saying and whether that makes sense and know it when we see it. We don't try to do too much predicting.
[while hurtling through London in the Knight Bus] Harry: But the Muggles! Can't they see us? Stan Shunpike: Muggles? They don't see nothing, do they? Shrunken Head: No, but if you jab them with a fork, they feel it! [laughs]
Gandalf: [to Grima] Be silent. Keep your forked tongue behind your teeth. I did not pass through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm.
To the attention of the New Fiddleham Police Department: You've got my middle-C, and I would like it back. ... Please return Jackaby's tuning fork. He's getting even more obnoxious than usual.
It is the road you take that decides your destiny and not your destiny that decides the road you take.
The business of writing a novel is a long, meandering road into the self, into the imagination. And it's a road the writer travels alone.
To forgive is to unlock the cage of another's folly to set ourselves free.
When we hate someone we make them more powerfull than they are.
Sometimes a bus is your bus, and sometimes it ain't, and it's important that you can tell the difference.
You can always tell the heart of man by what he do, and by what he don't do...
This is the story of America. Everybody's doing what they think they're supposed to do.
Virtue was vanity dressed up and waiting for applause.
As many roads down as up, and the roads down as slippery as the others.
