Quotes of: My-time Keyword

I have a mansion of an imagination, and I cordially invite you to come sleep in my shed.

At even one penny, this book would be overpriced. In fact, free is too expensive, because you'd still waste time by reading it.

If I run for office, my political platform will be made of wood, and it’ll be made by the people.

At even one penny, this book would be overpriced. In fact, free is too expensive, because you'd still waste time by reading it.

Everywhere I go, I’m second to arrive. My reputation precedes me, and sometimes it skips out on the bill.

At even one penny, this book would be overpriced. In fact, free is too expensive, because you'd still waste time by reading it.

My skin hasn’t been sleeping. It stays awake just itching for a fight.

At even one penny, this book would be overpriced. In fact, free is too expensive, because you'd still waste time by reading it.

The thought made my toes curl up, but only because the ground made it impossible for them to curl down.

At even one penny, this book would be overpriced. In fact, free is too expensive, because you'd still waste time by reading it.

You could study the connections for years and never work it out-it was all about things coming together,things falling apart,time warp, my mother standing out in front of the museum when time flickered and the light went funny, uncertainties hovering...

The Goldfinch

But with the morning almost gone, with seven bodachs in the recreation room, with living boneyards stalking the storm, with Death opening the door to a luge chute and inviting me to go for a bobsled ride, I didn't have time to put on a victim suit an...

Brother Odd

My first time on TV doing stand-up, I actually did this show in Holland called 'The Comedy Factory' hosted by Jorgen Raymann. It was in 2006 in Holland. It was amazing. I had only been doing stand-up for four years, and I booked that gig through the ...

Hannibal Buress

Humm humm haaa. Rahmumm humm haaaa," intoned Opal, finishing her chant. "Peace be inside me, tolerance all around me, forgiveness in my path. Now, Mervall, show me where the filthy human is so that I may feed him his organs.

Artemis Fowl: The Time Paradox

As though on a seedling whose blossoms ripen at different times, I had seen in old ladies, on that beach at Balbec, the dried-up seeds and sagging tubers that my girl-friends would become. But, now that it was time for buds to blossom, what did that ...

In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower

Yes, of course I want to get married, but does that mean I'm not allowed to go out and have a good time? Am I supposed to just marry any schmuck that comes along? And by the way, here's a newsflash, Hammertoes. Nobody wants to marry me, anyway.

My Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands

I’d be willing to walk around wearing clothes from the 1930s, telling everyone I am a time traveler. You’ve got to do more than dig if you want to earn the love of a dead women.

My love can only occupy one person at a time

I hate when a manager falls in love with an employee. Well, if she won’t date me, I just won’t put her on the schedule. If she won’t give me the time of day, I won’t give her any hours.


My love can only occupy one person at a time

Everybody dies, and everybody loses people they love-everybody-and that is not an excuse for you to fucking die. I love you, and I need you to be my mother, and I need you to have a life. So get over yourself.

The Last Time We Say Goodbye

Having spent all of my decision-making years as a Pagan of one stripe or another, I have long found it condescending at best to assume one cannot worship the old gods or believe in magick without breaking out the leather bracers, wings, or Ye Broken ...

Pagan Standard Times: Essays on the Craft

I have long seen my spirituality as personal, to the degree that I harbor a slight mistrust for anyone who practices similarly. It is as though they are admitting to have on the same cut and color of underwear I do. It may be true, but I don't like t...

Pagan Standard Times: Essays on the Craft

What a desperate, pathetic fool I was. Time after time, my "friends" had shown me their true colors. Yet, I still wanted to believe they were sorry for causing me pain. p. 128

Please Stop Laughing at Me... One Woman's Inspirational Story

Love can make people do crazy things. I once saw a man streak down Blanding Blvd. with only a banana peel stapled over his manhood. I'm not sure he was in love, but he was definitely crazy. Next time I see my dad I'll have to ask if he was in love at...

This Book is Not FOR SALE

Samuel, safety is my watchword. Rest assured that proper procedures will be followed at all times." Skipper giggled. "Tell me, Mump. What ARE proper procedures exactly?" "Simple," said Mump. "One: cause maximum chaos in the shortest possible time. Tw...

The Web of Fire

as the shadows assume shapes I fight the slow retreat now my once-promise dwindling dwindling now lighting new cigarettes pouring more drinks it has been a beautiful fight still is.

You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

There is a funny story I always tell my students...when I came for the first time to the US. I didn’t speak English (Only Spanish) & I saw on every door the word “exit” which in Spanish means Success = Exito. And then I said :”No wonder Ameri...

Pablo