Quotes About Desk

hear him laughing. Perhaps this was the moment to mention Vasili Yenkov. He opened his desk drawer and took out Yenkov's KGB file. He picked up a folder of documents for Khrushchev to sign, then he hesitated. He was

folded across his chest, Klein was sitting on the edge of his desk. "Well, the EEG would have proved that she had it," he said, "but the lack of dysrhythmia doesn't prove to me conclusively that she doesn't. It might be hysteria, but the pattern before and after her convulsion was much too striking." Chris furrowed her brow. "You know, you keep on saying that, Doc—'convulsion.

smarting and smoke was hanging thick in the air while the ashtray on Karras's desk was mounded high with ashes and the twisted butts of cigarettes.

Karras glanced at the tape of Regan's voice, and then wearily sat down at the desk, where he lit another cigarette and blew out a ragged cone of bluish-gray smoke as he thought once again of the

Whether at his desk or at the dinner table, when he talked about numbers, primes were most likely to make an appearance. At first, it was hard to see their appeal. They seemed so stubborn, resisting division by any number but one and themselves. Still, as we were swept up in the Professor's enthusiasm, we gradually came to understand his devotion, and the primes began to seem more real, as though we could reach out and touch them.

I just used my Bible to smash a bug on my desk. That's bad, isn't it?) The

you can think better about the market; you don't hear so many stories, and you can just sit and look at the stock on the desk in front of you. You can think about a lot of things." 32 Buffett

And when I pray, I shall ask the Lord in heaven whatever happened to my father's ethics - or did he never have any? Henry leapt to his feet and pounded both fists on his desk in rage. You little idiot! he roared. I never had any!

The disorder of the desk, the floor; the yellow Post-it notes everywhere; the whiteboards covered with scrawl: all this is the outward manifestation of the messiness of human thought. The messiness cannot go into the program; it piles up around the programmer.

His little sister is brilliant. She is at her desk deep in a book, half-opened books all over her desk, all over the floor and the bed. She likes to read, she reads all the time, and she prefers to be reading several things at once, she says it gives endless perspective and dimension.

Harrison Ford comes on set, and he's very polite and says, 'Hello' to everyone. He cares about everything that's going on, on set. He cares about what's going on with your character and what's in the scene and what's on the desk.

It was a big white hotel on Wilshire, plush and expensive, its dining room one of the most popular spots in town among those who didn't mind paying four dollars for a hamburger. At the desk, I asked for Julie Tangier.

My time on the financial desk had become a slow ordeal of waiting for my superiors to discover more and more of how little I knew about what I was doing; and now however pathetically willing I might be to learn all the things I was supposed to know, it had become much too ludicrously late to ask.

The room was small, but as neat as his necktie and as clean as his collar. The fireplace was swept; the floor was bare and polished. Books crowded bookshelves in every possible space. One corner was filled by an elderly flat-top desk; the papers on it were neatly in order. Near it, on its own stand, was a small electric calculator. To her right, french windows gave out on a tiny porch over the garage. Beyond it she could see the sprawling city, where a few neon signs were already blinking.

I explained to the desk sergeant who I was, and he got so excited at one point that he glanced up at me for a moment before he went back to writing in a spiral notebook.

I ate in the silence and drank my coffee and looked occasionally at Susan's picture on my desk. Let us be true to one another, dear.

I have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.

Something about the desk bothered me. I sat and touched the keyboard. The monitors didn't respond. They powered up when I turned them on, but the screens showed only a bright blue field. I looked under and around her desk. I found all the necessary system components except for the brain that tied them together. Amy's computer was missing. I said, "Hmm." Detectives said things like this when they were suspicious. I

Three men were around an oak desk that had probably been secondhand in the thirties, two of the men in their mid-fifties, the third maybe younger. The

He shot to his feet, faced off against her. No more mercy for ye, Valkyrie. Holding nothing back, he launched a haymaker at her head. She ducked and laughed. That accent you work so hard to hide is coming out! Are ye feckin' Oirish this time? Eh, boyo? She leapt atop his desk, punting the side of his head. Those swords are mine ! Touch them, and I'll use 'em to slice off your nutsack! For a coin purse!

As he sat at his desk in his comfortable office armchair, he allowed his body to sink into a creeping state of drowsiness, and for a few moments enjoyed the sensation of dozing off. It was a sensation akin to numbness, as if his hands and feet were melting away.

Do not do that!" it said. "I have a delicate heart!" "That it keeps in a jar on its desk," Clarabelle whispered loudly.

Over my desk, I've got this enormous bulletin board, and on it I've tacked black-and-white photographs of writers at work.

Inside the mirrored elevator, Mulch used a telescopic pointer to push P for the penthouse. For the first few months he had jumped to reach the button, but that was undignified behavior for a millionaire. And besides, he was certain that Art could hear the thumping from the security desk.