Quotes of: Hangman Keyword

As they say: A baking man will grasp at a hangman. Whoever gets the job will be dragged into the heat, forced to wear a massive pair of iron shoes, and frogmarched across the minefield at gunpoint.

The Hangman's Replacement: Sprout of Disruption

Life went on, despite all the dying.

The Hangman's Daughter

In the hangman's house you will always find a rope.

Netherlands Antillean

Cheese!" I exclaimed. It was a secret prayer, whose meaning was known only to God and to me.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

Poetic words are usually more stimulating than accurate. Taking them too seriously is a mistake.

The Hangman's Replacement: Sprout of Disruption

I will not mince words. There’s been enough mincing for one day. Therefore, I shall ask my question bluntly: How does a man know that his body has been turned inside out? … His eyes can see the back of his skull with an alarming clarity. I am tol...

The Hangman's Replacement: Sprout of Disruption

towns children: Hing hang hung. See what the hangman done. Hing hang hing hang hing hang hung. See what the hangman done. Hung hang hing. See the robber swing. Hing hang hing hang hing hang hing hang. Hing hang hung. Now my song is done. Hing hang hu...

The Night of the Hunter

There's a lot to be said for being alone. But you and I know, don't we, Flavia, that being alone and being lonely are not at all the same thing?

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

I remembered that Beethoven's symphonies had sometimes been given names... they should have call [the Fifth] the Vampire, because it simply refused to lie down and die.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

I wanted to throw my arms around this dotty old bat in her George Bernard Shaw costume and hug her until her juices ran out.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

Not all diseases come from bacteria and viruses, Professor. The worst often come from things you cannot see under a microscope. This plant is infested with an aggressive strain of such invisible germs.

The Hangman's Replacement: Sprout of Disruption

While you've been gadding about the countryside, we've held a meeting, and we've all of us decided that you must go.' In short, we've voted you out of the family,' Daffy said. 'It was unanimous.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

I'm at that age where I watch such things with two minds, one that cackles at these capers and another that never gets much beyond a rather jaded and self-conscious smile, like the Mona Lisa.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

As my turn approached, I suddenly became aware of my own heartbeat. I wished that I were a Tibetan lama, so that I could control its racing valves.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

Mother Goose! I have never much cared for flippant remarks, especially when others make them, and in particular, I don't give a frog's fundament for them when they come from an adult.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

If you remember nothing else, remember this: Inspiration from outside one's self is like the heat in an oven. It makes passable Bath buns. But inspiration from within is like a volcano: It changes the face of the world.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

How curious it was, [...], that we humans had taken millions of year to crawl up out of the swamps and yet, within minutes of death, we were already tobogganing back down the slope.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

... the successful recruit must be empathetic. This condition rules out the sadistic, the vengeful, and the enthusiastic. Therefore, many of the garden-variety killers who applied so far have had no chance of success, especially those who are already...

The Hangman's Replacement: Sprout of Disruption

One candidate who considered applying for the position explained his change of heart: “That job is like unprotected sex. It feels amazing at the time, but there is a good chance you will pay for it later. None of the benefits are worth the pleasure...

The Hangman's Replacement: Sprout of Disruption

I am often thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet my brains, more often than not, are busily devising new and interesting ways of bringing my enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing death.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag

Vaida planted her shoulders into the back of her chair and slid her lower body towards the edge of the seat. The fabric of her retracting skirt increased the protrusion of her legs. When she was in position, Vaida made a fine adjustment to achieve th...

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