Quotes About Phone

You called me and said you were home and wanted to go out for a pizza." "I did? What time is it?" "Time for pizza," [Catarina] replied.

By the time I was in the fourth grade, I sounded exactly like my father on the phone.

Why all these years have I been agreeably turning down the stereo every time the phone rings?

Cahill intended the Telharmonium to transmit music through phone lines to paying subscribers, but the venture failed.

The words are spat through the phone line. They're loud and wet in my ear. "Y' big dickhead." She's lovely, isn't she?

I rang my parents and told them that I would stay over. My mother sounded relieved. When I told her I was going to get paid for sleeping over, she sounded overjoyed. "Did you hear that, Bernard?" she said, her hand half over the phone. "They're paying her to sleep now." I could hear my father's exclamation. "Praise the Lord. She's found her dream career.

my phone, strolled downstairs for too-strong hospital

He called Alex Shimoff, a Hollenbeck detective with serious artistic talent whom he'd used before. When Shimoff's cell and home lines didn't pick up, he left a message and tried Petra Connor at Hollywood Division. Same story.

She said, "Look down at your chest." I held the cell phone to my ear as I bend my head. Two red dots, quivering slightly, danced right over my heart. "You are one second away from death," said the caller.

At some point, loneliness become less a condition than a habit. In time, you stop looking at your phone wondering why you can't think of anyone to call, stop getting you hair cut, stop working out, stop thinking that tomorrow is the first day of the rest of your life. Because tomorrow is today, and today is yerterday, and yesterday beat the shit out of you and brought you to your knees. The only way to stay sane is to stop hoping for something better.

You know you're an Arizona native when you think Taco Bell is the local phone company.

Give me five minutes on the phone. That's all I need." Jenny chewed on her lower lip. "Um, no thanks. I think it'll be more fun to kill you instead.

It's one of those weird truths you learn early on as police that quite a high percentage of the public have all the survival instinct of a moth in a candle factory. They run the wrong way, they refuse to move, some will run toward the danger, and others will instantly whip out their phones and take footage.

Then you throw the bloody thing as far as you can, hopefully outside the area of immediate magical effect, where two minutes later it basically phones the Met control room and screams help, help, serious magic shenanigans here – send help – preferably Nightingale.

She was staring at us over the top of a pair of completely pointless sunglasses and her phone was playing what I now recognised as The Day the World Turned Day-Glo by X-Ray Specs.

When the phone rings at 2.15am in the morning it's unlikely to be heralding something pleasant. What chance is there of its being good news? None. Only someone bad would ring at such an hour. Or someone with bad news.

martes, una de esas tardes de verano en que la Tierra parece haberse detenido. El teléfono, sobre la mesa de mi despacho, tenía

Some people are totally fine with just checking Instagram once a day and then putting their phone down. But with me... self regulation is very difficult and it's a battle.

A couple of years ago, I went to dinner with a very high-profile source, and out of respect, I put my phone down for, say, an hour and a half. And during this dinner there was a major breaking story related to the Secret Service. When I picked my phone back up, I had missed about 50 emails and seven phone calls from the network.

Sometimes I shoot out of bed like it's a relay race, and I'm on the phone, leaving voice mails.

I have been working with Hive, part of British Gas, on reinventing the thermostat. Now you can control your heating at the press of a button on your phone. As I say, design should permeate every part of society.

As soon as I put my bags down in the hotel, I'll do a search on my phone to find which local gyms are in my area.

Never leave a message for someone you really want to reach. No, you keep phoning and phoning until someone picks up—out of anger or curiosity or fear—and then you blurt out whatever words will keep them on the line. I

wall, hanging by the cords, when my phone finally rang. A bitchy voice on the other end demanded Amy's first pet's name. Woooonk-woooonk-woooonk!