Lord Naritsugu Matsudaira: Some call it elegance. Some call it cruel. I like it. [kicks his retainer's severed head]
Frank: [to a crow eating a dead body] Get out of it. [stands] Frank: Get out of it! [kicks fence]
Hudson: Hey, maybe you haven't been keeping up on current events, but we just got our asses kicked, pal!
Patrick Bateman: [after being kicked in the face by Christie the call girl] Not the face! You bitch! Not the fucking face, you piece of bitch trash!
Buck Swope: [to his pregnant wife] How's my little kung fu fighter? Jessie St. Vincent: He's kicking ass inside my stomach.
[showing Deckard photos of the Replicants] Bryant: This is Zhora. She's trained for an Off-World kick murder squad. Talk about Beauty and the Beast - she's both.
Marlowe: You know what he'll do when he comes back? Beat my teeth out, then kick me in the stomach for mumbling.
I like to get up and get out. Otherwise you end up kicking about, and it's easy to flick the telly on; then before you know it, it is 11 A.M. and you haven't done anything.
As a children's author, reviewers are generally very nice to you. I only ever wrote one adult book and received such a kicking for it that I was in trauma for the next six months.
Heck, who needs things like skydiving and rock climbing for your adreline kick, if you can get it from playing Russian roulette with open windows?
My first year of college was tough. I thought that just being an athlete I could get by. I thought I was okay until I got kicked out, which happened twice.
The English say, Yours Truly, and mean it. The Italians say, I kiss your feet, and mean, I kick your head.
If I leave my computer, I'm probably not going to get back for hours. If I take a few minutes to answer questions and go web surfing, then guilt kicks in and I get back to work.
From the moment I was first pregnant, and those around me insisted that treats such as cold cuts and nail polish could cut my unborn child's potential IQ in half, I got into the habit of NOT seeking out the little things that brought me joy. Like sof...
Like seasonless fowl we migrate… from East Coast to West Coast and back and forth again, for a job, for a friend, for a change, for a kick.
It would be fun,” Skulduggery nodded. ”I like kicking Wreath in the face. I haven't had a chance to do it nearly as much as I'd like.
I almost slapped a patient yesterday. Stupid b**** kicked me while I was telling her to push. Talking about she needed something for the pain.
Your confidence in me is heartwarming. Makes me want to return all the money I stole from the little old ladies and kick the heroin.
You come back to us or I swear, I'll find you, dig up your stinky corpse, and kick its ass until it freaking disintegrates.
No matter how hard you kick, no matter how high you get, you can't go all the way around.
The day you stop learning is the day you begin to die. Lack of knowledge is the fundamental principle for killing "alive and kicking" dreams.
