S Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with S. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“Ships and sails proper for the heavenly air should be fashioned. Then there will also be people, who do not shrink from the dreary vastness of space.”
“Ships are a strange kind of commodity because they're very lumpy, very big individual units, but they're commodities.”
“Ships are blowing up at sea, or catching fire, factories are blowing up. Are these accidents? Are these industrial sabotage? No one really suspected a spy network.”
“Ships are but boards, sailors but men.”
“Ships are but boards, sailors but men; there be land-rats and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves, I mean pirates, and thenthere is the peril of waters, winds, and rocks.”
Source: Shakspere's Werke, herausg. und erklärt von N. Delius. [With] Nachträge und Berichtigungen
“Ships are safe in harbor, but that's not what ships are for. So set sail on the stormy sea of love. You're going to get soaked at times, but at least you'll know you're alive.”
“Ships are to little purpose without skillful Sea Men.”
“Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time.”
Source: Their Eyes Were Watching God
“Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board.”
“Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the same horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men. Now, women forget all those things they don't want to remember, and remember everything they don't want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.”
“Ships can give you moments of subliminal happiness but they can also stretch you in ways you never thought possible.”
Source: The Ship Beneath the Ice: The Discovery of Shackleton’s Endurance
“Ships feare fire more then water.
[Ships fear fire more than water.]”
“Ships go down at sea and all aboard them drown: it happens all the time. And on every one of those ships the sailors and passengers hope, up to the very last moment, for some twist of fate to save them”
Source: Where the World Ends
“Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness;
So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another,
Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.”
Source: Tales of a Wayside Inn
“Shipwrecks
The wild seas for which she longed, lay far beyond the shore.
The shipwreck that her lips had sung, meant she never left at all.
It wasn't 'til the tide had won, that she learned it could not hurt her.
It was the furthest she had gone - and she never went much further.”
“Shirako, translated here as "milt," is fish sperm. It's obtained from the reproductive glands of the male fish.”
Source: Vegetables
“Shirking and sharking, in all their many varieties, have been sown broadcast by the ill-fated cause; and even those who have contemplated its history from the outermost circle of such evil, have been insensibly tempted into a loose way of letting bad things alone to take their own bad course, and a loose belief that if the world go wrong, it was, in some offhand manner, never meant to go right.”
Source: Bleak House
“Shirley and Griffey get along like a rattler and a parrot.”
“Shirley Chisholm is another one [political hero]. She was a dynamic speaker, and the first black woman to run for President.”
“Shirley: "Christopher, would you like to tell Olivia what "F.I.N.E" means?"
Christopher: "Fucked-up, Insecure, Neurotic, and Emotional"
...
Olivia: "But what if you really do feel fine?"
Shirley: "Christopher, care to answer that?"
Christopher: "Um, there's no such feeling as fine.”
Source: Clean
“Shirley Jackson said that a confused reader is an antagonistic reader, and I live by that. It's okay to start anywhere, and to let yourself write a big sloppy overly-detailed first draft. You just jump in, knowing that the water will be cold at first, but no one is making you swim.”
“Shirley MacLaine once said that she didn't want to be a big star, just a long star. That's what I want too.”
“Shirley MacLaine said, You're so funny, then gave me a hug. Everything went white. I couldn't hear, I couldn't see. I thought I was going to pass out”
“Shirley MacLaine: what an asshole.”
“Shirley stood there having her face nearly the same color as the scarlet receiver of the Smiths’ phone she was holding in her shivering hand and… just sighed!
She was not singing the song they just prepared; she even didn’t read any rhymes… she couldn’t say any word.
Thrown the receiver back to the phone base, such as it was a poisonous snake but not a simple piece of plastic, she landed onto the sofa where Emily was sitting, also not being able to say anything.”
Source: Gods’ Food
“Shirley Temple had charisma as a child. But it cleared up as an adult.”
“Shirley Valentine is a beautiful character and so well written. What Shirley speaks and thinks is so logical”
“Shirley! Don't call me Shirley!”
“Shirley's gonna be pissed," Gazarra said. "She hates when I get shot." To my recollection, the only other time Gazarra was shot was when he was playing quick draw in the police station elevator and his gun accidentally discharged. The bullet ricocheted off the elevator wall and lodged in Gazarra's right buttock.”
Source: Ten Big Ones: A Stephanie Plum Novel
“Shirt collars are very important to me. Putting a very soft shirt collar with a formal suit doesn't work for me at all.”
“Shirt off.”
Neil stared at her. “Why?”
“I can’t check track marks through cotton, Neil.”
“I don’t do drugs.”
“Good on you,” Abby said. “Keep it that way. Now take it off.”
[…] “I want to make this as painless as possible, but I can’t help you if you can’t help me. Tell me why you won’t take off your shirt.”
Neil looked for a delicate way to say it. The best he managed was, “I’m not okay.”
She put a finger to his chin and turned his face back toward her. “Neil, I work for the Foxes. None of you are okay. Chances are I’ve seen a lot worse than whatever it is you’re trying to hide from me.”
Neil’s smile was humorless. “I hope not.
“Trust me,” Abby said. “I’m not going to judge you. I’m here to help, remember? I’m your nurse now. That door is closed, and it comes with a lock. What happens in here stays in here.”
[…] “You can’t ask me about them,” he said at last. “I won’t talk to you about it. Okay?”
“Okay,” Abby agreed easily. “But know that when you want to, I’m here, and so is Betsy.”
Neil wasn’t going to tell that psychiatrist a thing, but he nodded. Abby dropped her hand and Neil pulled his shirt over his head before he could lose his nerve.
Abby thought she was ready. Neil knew she wouldn’t be, and he was right. Her mouth parted on a silent breath and her expression went blank. She wasn’t fast enough to hide her flinch, and Neil saw her shoulders go rigid with tension. He stared at her face as she stared at him, watching her gaze sweep over the brutal marks of a hideous childhood.
It started at the base of his throat, a looping scar curving down over his collarbone. A pucker with jagged edges was a finger-width away, courtesy of a bullet that hit him right on the edge of his Kevlar vest. A shapeless patch of pale skin from his left shoulder to his navel marked where he’d jumped out of a moving car and torn himself raw on the asphalt. Faded scars crisscrossed here and there from his life on the run, either from stupid accidents, desperate escapes, or conflicts with local lowlifes. Along his abdomen were larger overlapping lines from confrontations with his father’s people while on the run. His father wasn’t called the butcher for nothing; his weapon of choice was a cleaver. All of his men were well-versed in knife-fighting, and more than one of them had tried to stick Neil like a pig.
And there on his right shoulder was the perfect outline of half a hot iron. Neil didn’t remember what he’s said or done to irritate his father so much.”
Source: The Foxhole Court
“Shirtless, they’d stretch out in the long grass and take the healing brunt of a noontime sun that gave no clue of the thunderheads it already, in secret, had begun to breed.”
Source: The Coming Storm
“Shirts and jeans litter the asphalt, the empty fabric limbs askew as if they're attempting to escape. Blood smears Sarah's lips as she struggles against the chest of a dirty looking man with a beard. Terror. Terror is the only word my mind can seize on and it forgets what it means. I forget how to think - to move.”
Source: Placid Girl
“Shirts are for pussies. I take my pants off!”
“Shirts are so complicated.”
“Shirts don't grow on trees.”
“Shit,” Angel said. “The things we do for our men, can I get an amen on that? That is so fucked-up.”
Source: The House of Impossible Beauties
“Shit. Are you alright?' he asks.
'I'm fine. You won't break me.”
Source: Fourth Wing
“Shit Cafés
I started avoiding beautiful places as they attracted people.
Too many people:
The seaside
Botanic gardens
Quaint country towns...
So, I started going to shit cafes, sat in back alleyways.
Until the shit cafés closed down because no one was going”
Source: A Mountain of Tiny Courages
“Shit," Drake rubbed a hand over his face. Shit, shit, shit...
"Shit," Drake said again....
"That about sums it up," Gabriel muttered.”
Source: Taste of Darkness
“Shit escalates”
Source: Morning Star
“Shit, Finn, do you have any good memories?”
He huffed out a chuckle, then looked at her over his shoulder. “Today is a pretty great one.”
This time she didn’t try to ignore the gush of warmth in her heart at his words.”
Source: Stirring Up Love
“Shit gets scary when you look at the big picture. But if you zoom in to individual people, I think you’re more likely to feel better about the world.”
Source: Before Takeoff
“Shit happens but life must go on”
“shit happens, miracles don't”
“Shit," he said. "I don't know why you're feeling sorry for yourself because you ain't had to fight a war. You're lucky. Shit, all you had was that damn Desert Storm. Should have called it Dessert Storm because it just made the fat cats get fatter. It was all sugar and whipped cream with a cherry on top. And besides that, you didn't even have to fight in it. All you lost during that was was sleep because you stayed up all night watching CNN.”
“Shit,” he said. “That was awkward as hell to witness.”
“True dat,” Keira murmured.
“Try being in my shoes,” Rider said, sighing. He pulled me into his side. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” I blinked. “Why...wouldn’t I be?”
Source: The Problem with Forever
“Shit. He was in such deep, unending shit.”
Source: Queen of Shadows
“Shit. I don’t want to hear one more person tell me how great I used to be, and how horrible I am now. I know they think that’s a compliment, I know they think they’re telling me something about my native character that I ought to be happy about, but it just breaks my heart. What’s wrong with me? Even when I was the person I used to be, I was not very happy. If anything, I am happier now, and everyone else is displeased. I can’t win.”
Source: More, Now, Again: A Memoir of Addiction
“Shit!" I shouted at him. "Now listen, my friend. The youth have no role. They have no jobs. They have no money. They are not in power and they do not make decisions. If there is going to be a war, they will be dumped into the army. And they will be killed like young men everywhere have been killed - whether or not they believe in the war. Having no role is their role.”