Quotes About Cut

I'll talk to my mother," she promised. "If I'm sufficiently annoying, I'm sure I can get the engagement period cut in half." "It makes me wonder," he said. "As your future husband, should I be concerned by your use of the phrase if I'm sufficiently annoying?" "Not if you accede to all of my wishes." "A sentence that concerns me even more," he murmured.

Yes, I introduced the congressional pay cut bill, cutting our salaries by five percent. And I think we have to lead by example.

A federal government with enough money to buy iPads for local gym teachers is not a federal government that has been cut to the bone.

To simply argue that public spending must always go up and never be cut is irresponsible.

Some kiwis, too, though I wish I had a knife and a spoon." "Cut the kiwi with the Unforgiving Blade," Calvin said. "That will teach it.

Getting cut off from the knights' magic rock also required a period of exile from their giant glass mushroom. (Those of you in the Hushlands, I dare you to work that last sentence into a conversation. "By the way, Sally, did you know that getting cut from the knight's magic rock also requires a period of exile from their giant glass mushroom?")

There are more people at Obama's table offering ideas than there were five years ago, but when it came to facing up to the Republicans' threat to force a double-dip recession if they didn't get their millionaires' tax cut, they still amounted to nothing. And therein lies our fundamental problem.

I feel like I'm a filmmaker; I don't feel I need to yell action and cut.

I still fall asleep with the TV on, because I'm used to falling asleep with people yelling 'Action!' and 'Cut!'

Our forefathers regarded as a prodigy the passage of the Alps: first by Hannibal and, more recently, by the Cimbri; but at the present day, these very mountains are cut asunder to yield us a thousand different marbles; promontories are thrown open to the sea; and the face of Nature is being everywhere reduced to a level.

People ask me about if, being a Republican, you guys want to cut everything and stop everything and not help people. I find that patently false.

I used to have quite long hair, and I decided that I wanted to get it cut. I'd never met the person who did it, and she cut it into some kind of dreadful mullet. It looked like a triangle on my head. The other kids were merciless.

The editing process, to use a slightly grim analogy, is like the slow suffocation of lots of babies. It's like, which finger do you want to cut off first?

The politicians say "we" can't afford a tax cut. Maybe we can't afford the politicians.

Just being a Pennsylvania kid, I've played in the snow before. I don't know. I can still cut and run, like it's not snow.

There are so many people that would be lined up to get their cut that even trying to finance a reboot of 'Frasier' would be nightmarish.

I have just been cut in half by a streetcar at Patriarch's. Funeral Friday 3PM. Come. Berlioz

Suddenly she felt a need to urinate. You see, she cried. I need to pee. That's proof positive I'm not dead! But they only laughed again. Needing to pee is perfectly normal! they said. You'll go on feeling that kind of thing for a long time yet. Like a person who has an arm cut off and keeps feeling it's there. We may not have a drop of pee left in us, but we keep needing to pee.

The brain works fast when it thinks it's about to be cut in half.

I don't know of too many double Christmas albums, so it is something that's new, and hopefully will be fun, and there's plenty of stuff out there to cut.

The point is to cut the feedback relationship between terrorism and the global media.

There's no way to stop my singing in this world but to cut my throat. And when that's done, ten to one I sing ye the doxology for a wind-up.

No, it was too much. The line between madness and masochism was already hazy; the time had come to pull back ... to retire, hunker down, back off and cop out, as it were. Why not? in every gig like this, there comes a time to either cut your losses or consolidate your winnings—whichever fits.

Push dem under the doors,' he said. 'Ah cain't do nuthen else. Git mah throat cut. But Ah don' like any foolin' aroun' wid da customers 'n my cyar. Nossuh.