A woman who goes around wearing a knife is obviously looking for trouble." She reached deep into her pocket and brought out a long, slender piece of metal, glittering all along one edge. "However a woman who carries a knife is ready for trouble. Gene...
What, no flirting?” I asked, trying to buy time. “Aren’t you going to at least try to be sexy? Think of all those vampire fans out there—they’d be so disappointed.” I pulled out my silver knife. Probably should have paid more attention du...
I am not anti-gun. I'm pro-knife. Consider the merits of the knife. In the first place, you have to catch up with someone in order to stab him. A general substitution of knives for guns would promote physical fitness. We'd turn into a whole nation of...
[Talia's bomb has failed to detonate] Batman: Maybee your knife... was too slow. Mercenary: [entering] The truck is under attack. Talia al Ghul: Gordon. You gave him a way to block my signal. No matter. [she viciously pulls the knife out of Batman, m...
Húrin soon marked that Túrin did not wear the knife, and he asked him whether his warning had made him fear it. Then Túrin answered: ‘No; but I gave the knife to Sador the woodwright.’ ‘Do you then scorn your father’s gift?’ said Morwen;...
A kitchen without a knife is not a kitchen.
Gambol's Bodyguard: Yo, Gambol, there's somebody here for you. They say they just killed the Joker. Gambol's Bodyguard: They brought the body. [a body bag is brought in and dropped on the table; Gambol unzips it, revealing Joker's face] Gambol: So. F...
Like how stars might sound. Or moons But not mountains. Too floaty for mountains. It's a sound like one planet singing to another, high stretched and full of different voices starting at different notes and sloping down to other different notes but a...
HELP!” I race to the square, crossing it, looking all around, listening out- . . It’s empty. Viola’s breathing heavy in my arms . And Haven is empty. I reach the middle of the square. I don’t see nor hear a soul. I spin around again. “HELP!...
Her accent's funny, different from mine, different from anyone in Prentisstown's. Her lips make different kinds of outlines for the letters, like they're swooping down on them from above, pushing them into shape, telling them what to say. In Prentiss...
Living is like driving," my grandmother used to say. "You have to pick a lane." Have I chosen the right lane? It feels like this place, this moment in time, lies exactly halfway between my past and my future.
Gullibility is a knife at the throat of civilization.
A knife wound heals, but a tongue wound festers.
At that level, every goal is like a knife in the ribs.
Knife crime and gun crime is poverty-driven, and poverty leads to insecurity.
My favorite knife is from Miyakoya in Japan - I have one in each of my restaurants.
A woman's eyes cut deeper than a knife.
Being angry is like picking up a knife with no handle: it is self-harming.
I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I do know how to count.
A whetstone, though it cannot cut, may sharpen a knife that will.
Memory of the knife will be gone when the flesh is gone.
