Quotes About Desk

The passages seemed catacombs of a hell assigned to the subdued regret of those who had lacked in life the income to which they felt themselves entitled; this suspicion that the two houses were an abode of the dead being increased by the fact that no one was ever to be seen about, even at the reception desk.

He felt confident that when he pulled open the drawer of that desk, he would find a Gideon Bible inside it….

Stormgren had walked to his desk and was fidgeting with his famous uranium paperweight. He was not nervous—merely undecided.

Norton was not quite certain what a buck was, but he knew when one had stopped at his desk.

Sloane looked at him for a moment, his eyes bright and intent as they had been before the war. Then the film of indifference settled over them, and he turned away from Stoner and shuffled some papers on his desk.

The young man seated himself at a writing desk, selected a reed pen, fixed its point with a small knife, dipped it in a jar of ink, and wrote on a scrap of paper. There was something arcane, hieratic, about his manner. Scriptorium … Suddenly Ellery realized what it was: with his own eyes, in the century of rocket experimentation and quantum physics, he was actually beholding a scribe at work in the manner of the ancients. In silence he picked up the piece of paper. Sanquetum.

My hand throbs with leftover pain. I hit something. Something. Not someone. The flat of my palm, smacking against Ms. Benitez's desk. Now I remember. Her stapler jumped. So did she. "Don't talk about my sister." I blacked out. Went into a fugue state. Sank deep into the static, where sound and light and memory could not find me.

money. Halfway through that fifth grade year there was no money out on anyone's desk.

Then came the horror: worse than I'd ever imagined. Soon my arm was about a mile down the heat vent. Then I was staggering around the Spiderhead, looking for something, anything. In the end, here's how bad it got: I used a corner of the desk. What's death like? You're briefly unlimited. I sailed right through the roof.

If you get hungry mid-day, a banana is the best snack at your desk, after a workout, or in between classes. Fruit is a very good snack in general.

The vase was placed upon my desk, and there were orange-blossoms in it—orange-blossoms, in an English winter!

47. Former U.S. president Calvin Coolidge used to enjoy buzzing for his bodyguards and then hiding under his desk as they frantically searched for him.

Seldom do I pause to answer criticism of my work and ideas. If I sought to answer all the criticisms that cross my desk, my secretaries would have little time for anything other than such correspondence in the course of the day, and I would have no time for constructive work.

She envied the confidence and poise of the women she saw behind the desk.

Angel Mena Garcia with the Assemblies of God in Panama described his ministry this way: "Our obligation as pastors is to teach and train members, so in any context of life they can also share in the evangelism. I don't consider myself a desk pastor; I am a pastor of the street.

There was also a great absence of people, including behind the mahogany-topped reception desk. Now, there's a time when an unlocked premises is a positive boon to a police officer as in – I was just looking to ascertain the whereabouts of the proprietor when I stumbled across the Class A controlled substances which were in plain sight in the bottom drawer of a locked desk in an upstairs office, M'lord.

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

Trotsky rises to give me his hand, then sits at his desk, gently allowing his regard to light on my person.

There's one great script that hit my desk that I didn't change at all, and that was True Romance.

Sheriff Dennis lifts an Ole Miss coffee mug off the desk and spits tobacco juice into it. "I like spitting on the Rebels," he says distractedly.

There was light and there was darkness, and where once, so recently, he had sat at his desk bathed in that light, now he was clothed in the black cover of heartbreak.

Writers tend to suffer from back problems because they spend their time bent over a desk.

What she didn't display, I noticed, was a boxful of swimming medals. Holy crap, I said, when she set them on the desk. You're like a fish. Oh. Um. Well, I swim, you see. I saw.

The room was full when I walked in, but as soon as I took my place behind the desk, my nervousness left me.