E Quotes
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“Excuse me?”
The librarian looked up again.
“I need help now. I need to print this article and . . . do you have any books about dukes?”
The librarian’s eyes went wide and she rubbed her hands together with glee. “We have a fantastic romance section,” she said. “Do you need recommendations? How do you like your dukes? Grumpy? Tortured? Alpha, beta, or alpha in the streets, beta in the sheets?”
“Actually, I meant nonfiction,” Portia said glumly.
The librarian sighed. “Aye. Just a warning, love—the non-fic dukes are not nearly as fun.”
Source: A Duke by Default
“Excuse me? Tonight you represent every dateless woman in this city, every woman who's about to sit down to a lonely meal of Weight Watchers past primavera she's just nuked in the microwave. Every woman who will get into bed tonight with a book or reruns of Sex and the City as her only companion. You are our shining hope....But no pressure.”
Source: High Noon
“Excuse me, what does 'no appreciable relation' mean'? In what proportion is reality appreciable or not?”
“Excuse me? What’s that you say? Did you not wish upon my star that you wanted to embrace your destiny? Well, that’s me! And here I stand, ready to bip and bop you along your way.”
Source: A Court of Broken Dreams & Curses
“Excuse me while I go bleach my face.”
Source: Apocalypsis: Book 1 (Kahayatle)
“Excuse me while I kiss the sky.”
“Excuse me while I light my spliff, Good God I gotta take a lift, From reality I just cant drift, That's why I'm staying with this riff”
“Excuse me while I save, invest, and build wealth.”
“Excuse Me While I Succeed!”
“Excuse me while I throw this down, I’m old and cranky and tired of hearing the idiocy repeated by people who ought to know better.
Real women do not have curves. Real women do not look like just one thing.
Real women have curves, and not. They are tall, and not. They are brown-skinned, and olive-skinned, and not. They have small breasts, and big ones, and no breasts whatsoever.
Real women start their lives as baby girls. And as baby boys. And as babies of indeterminate biological sex whose bodies terrify their doctors and families into making all kinds of very sudden decisions.
Real women have big hands and small hands and long elegant fingers and short stubby fingers and manicures and broken nails with dirt under them.
Real women have armpit hair and leg hair and pubic hair and facial hair and chest hair and sexy moustaches and full, luxuriant beards. Real women have none of these things, spontaneously or as the result of intentional change. Real women are bald as eggs, by chance and by choice and by chemo. Real women have hair so long they can sit on it. Real women wear wigs and weaves and extensions and kufi and do-rags and hairnets and hijab and headscarves and hats and yarmulkes and textured rubber swim caps with the plastic flowers on the sides.
Real women wear high heels and skirts. Or not.
Real women are feminine and smell good and they are masculine and smell good and they are androgynous and smell good, except when they don’t smell so good, but that can be changed if desired because real women change stuff when they want to.
Real women have ovaries. Unless they don’t, and sometimes they don’t because they were born that way and sometimes they don’t because they had to have their ovaries removed. Real women have uteruses, unless they don’t, see above. Real women have vaginas and clitorises and XX sex chromosomes and high estrogen levels, they ovulate and menstruate and can get pregnant and have babies. Except sometimes not, for a rather spectacular array of reasons both spontaneous and induced.
Real women are fat. And thin. And both, and neither, and otherwise. Doesn’t make them any less real.
There is a phrase I wish I could engrave upon the hearts of every single person, everywhere in the world, and it is this sentence which comes from the genius lips of the grand and eloquent Mr. Glenn Marla: There is no wrong way to have a body.
I’m going to say it again because it’s important: There is no wrong way to have a body.
And if your moral compass points in any way, shape, or form to equality, you need to get this through your thick skull and stop with the “real women are like such-and-so” crap.
You are not the authority on what “real” human beings are, and who qualifies as “real” and on what basis. All human beings are real.
Yes, I know you’re tired of feeling disenfranchised. It is a tiresome and loathsome thing to be and to feel. But the tit-for-tat disenfranchisement of others is not going to solve that problem. Solidarity has to start somewhere and it might as well be with you and me”
“Excuse me? Who here had the bright idea of healing a gunshot wound with the bullet still in it?”
All eyes turned to another doctor that had stepped into the hallway. Toriel narrowed her eyes. “That was my doing. You must be Doctor Akron. Doctor Ross mentioned you might stop by.”
“I'll bet. Listen to me. What you did put that girl's life in danger. You left contaminated shrapnel in an open wound and sealed it up without even trying to sterilize it.”
“I... I am not familiar with the details of human medical treatment-”
“Exactly! You have no business making those kinds of calls! All you did was make things worse! Even with the X-Rays we had to perform exploratory surgery to find all of those bullet fragm-”
Hal Greene suddenly pushed past the queen and stood face to face with Dr. Akron. “Hi there doctor! You sound cranky, you could use some fresh air!”
Before anyone could respond, Hal grabbed the doctor's shoulder, knelt down, pulled, and twisted in one seamless movement that left the doctor in a fireman's carry across his shoulders.
“What in the- PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!”
“I can't put you down here, you silly billy! The fresh air is outside the building! Let's go! DAH NAH NAAAAAH DAH NAH NAHHHH....”
Every person in the hallway watched in confusion as Hal carried the angry doctor on his shoulders, running down the hallway, into the lobby, and presumably outside the building.
“...WAS THAT THE ROCKY THEME HE WAS TRYING TO SING?” Papyrus scratched his skull in confusion.
“Yeah.” Justin shrugged. “Hal loves underdog stories.”
Source: Ebott's Wake
“Excuse me you're a hell of a guy You know I really got a thing for American guys”
“Excuse me, your attention please.”
He waited until the whole floor had stopped what it was doing and turned to face him. For a split second his impulse control kicked in, but by then his mouth was fully engaged.
“For the record, Claire Marsden and I are not having sex.”
Source: Can't Get Enough
“excuse me' he added, taking the opera glasses out of her hands and looking over her bare shoulder at the row of boxes opposite, 'i'm afraid i'm becoming ridiculous”
Source: ANNA KARENINA
“Excuse me, Abigail, but whose shift did she get away during?' Townsend asked with a glare. 'Excuse me, Townsend, but who was supposed to booby-trap the doors?' 'I'm an agent of Her Majesty's Secret Service,' Townsend said, indignant. 'I do not do booby traps.”
“Excuse me, are you the imprint of a departed soul?”
“Excuse me, Bane?" said Roderick Morgenstern. "Are you attending?" "I'm so sorry," Magnus said politely. "Somebody incredibly attractive just came into the room, and I ceased to pay attention to a word you were saying.”
Source: The Bane Chronicles
“Excuse me, but aren't boys forbidden on this floor?' Macey said on our way to the suite. 'That's the advantage of being the only boy,' he (Zach) said. 'No one actually comes right out and makes rules like that.”
“Excuse me, but I believe you have my lady,” one of them said in a quiet, deep voice that sent veritable chills down George’s spine. Harry.”
“Excuse me, but I’ve been to some of the toughest zones in the galaxy to get my targets. And I have never once gone after a target and failed. Ever. (Shahara) Yeah, but you’ve never been chased before. It’s a lot harder to be the prey than it is to be the predator. (Syn)”
“Excuse me, Captain. Are you two going to weep salty tears of admiration over a helmet all night, or do we have matters to discuss?”
Source: Artemis Fowl: The Lost Colony
“Excuse me, everybody, I have to go to the bathroom. I really have to telephone, but I'm too embarrassed to say so.”
“Excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else, somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself.”
“Excuse me, I have to go. Somewhere there is a crime happening.”
“Excuse me, I said. I thought you were a trout stream. I'm not, she said.”
Source: Richard Brautigan's Trout Fishing in America ; The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster ; And, In Watermelon Sugar
“Excuse me, pray." Without that excuse I would not have known there was anything amiss.”
Source: Pensées
“Excuse me, scary people. (Alix)”
“Excuse me, there's no pretense here. I happen to be genuinely self-absorbed and deeply shallow.”
“Excuse me," she said politely. "But you can't have him. Not yet. He's going to come back with me.”
Source: Alanna: The First Adventure
“Excuse me: I am homeless. I am gay. I have AIDS. I'm new in town.”
“Excuse me? I'm alive too.”
“Excuse me? You're a lady?" "I bought a title on the Internet. I own one square inch of Scotland. And you're changing the subject.”
Source: Ghost Town: The Morganville Vampires
“Excuse me?" I said, palms down on the Formica tabletop. "Coffee? I thought we came here for pie." "I don't eat the kind of pie they serve here." I felt a flash of heat go through my stomach. I knew firsthand the kind of pie Ranger liked.”
Source: To the Nines
“Excuse me?" Jess asked in disbelief. "This is Frozen Zarek I'm talking to, right? Not some weird pod person?" He shook his head at Jess's joking. "It's me, dickless." "Hey, now, that's way too personal. I don't need to know that much about you.”
Source: Dance With the Devil
“Excuse my absolute freedom. I refuse to make a distinction between any of the moments of myself.”
Source: Antonin Artaud, Selected Writings
“excuse my enthusiasm or rather madness, for I am really drunk with intellectual vision whenever I take a pencil or graver into my hand.”
Source: William Blake
“Excuse my French, everybody in America, but I am pissed.”
“Excuse my mistakes, realize my limitations. Life is not easy as we know it on the earth.”
“Excuse our appearances. We are taking apart yesterday, to make way for tomorrow”
Source: Perfect Fifths: A Jessica Darling Novel
“Excuse the mess but we live here.”
“Excuse us for the news,
You might not be amused;
But did you know White comes from Black?
No need to be confused.”
Source: Chuck D: Lyrics of a Rap Revolutionary
“Excuse your Excuses”
“Excuses and comfort are tools for fools.”
“Excuses and complaints are signs of a dreamless life”
Source: The Great Pearl of Wisdom
“Excuses and Fear are the catalysts of Failure.”
“Excuses and productivity repel eachother.”
“Excuses are a list of self imposed obstacles that prevent you from having a better life.”
“Excuses are a powerful thing. One excuse can negate 100 opportunities.”
Source: Time For Dervin - Living Large In Geiggityville
“Excuses are a promise of repetition.”
“Excuses are a time thief. Have a goal, accept responsibility, and take action!”
Source: Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience