Quotes of: Groans Keyword

My mother groaned, my father wept, into the dangerous world I leapt.

William Blake

Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone.

Titus Groan

Why break the heart that never beat from love?

Titus Groan

But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?

Robert Browning

It would cost you a groaning to take off my edge.

Hamlet

He saw in happiness the seeds of independence, and in independence the seeds of revolt.

Titus Groan

We always think of a diet with a big groan. But I think diets are fun. I think it is an American pastime for a lot of women.

Mindy Kaling

Sometimes I can only groan, and suffer, and pour out my despair at the piano!

Frederic Chopin

We make too much of that long groan which underlines the past.

Derek Walcott

Alien toys: Ooooh! Strangers! From the outside! Buzz Lightyear: [groans] Oh, no!

Toy Story 2

The best thing I've learned is that you have to listen to your body, and you have to be your own physician. Don't ignore those little groaning aches and pains.

Valerie Cruz

In video games and animation, you find that the toughest things to make different are the things that aren't words: grunts, groans, gasps.

Phil LaMarr

It is an unfortunate human failing that a full pocketbook often groans more loudly than an empty stomach.

Franklin D. Roosevelt

Poetry is the language we speak in the most terrifying or ecstatic passages of our lives. But the very word poetry scares people. They think of their grade school teachers reciting 'Hiawatha' and they groan.

Erica Jong

I don't speak, I operate a machine called language. It creaks and groans, but is mine own.

Dune Messiah

Oh Christ, he groaned to himself, if this is the stuff adults have to think about I never want to grow up

It

He groaned and I saw his face. "Curran!" I would've preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait...

Magic Strikes

As was often the case, Magic just chuckled and kicked physics in the balls, leaving it groaning and wondering what just happened.

Unbound

He fought his inner wuss and groaned, “Fine. Bait me up and show me the hook.

Darkness, Kindled

Journalism, spooked by rumors of its own obsolescence, has stopped believing in itself. Groans of doom alternate with panicked happy talk.

Maureen Dowd

How poor you are, September. You make my heart groan. I know about Homesickness. It begins with H. What will you do?

Catherynne M. Valente