Quotes About Unexpected

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What do you suppose? A bee sat on my nose. Then what do you think? He gave me a wink And said, "I beg your pardon, I thought you were the garden."

Many things grow in the garden that were never sown there.

The human story does not always unfold like a mathematical calculation on the principle that two and two make four. Sometimes in life they make five or minus three; and sometimes the blackboard topples down in the middle of the sum and leaves the class in disorder and the pedagogue with a black eye.

Light comes to us unexpectedly and obliquely. Perhaps it amuses the gods to try us. They want to see whether we are asleep.

Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability.

From even the greatest of horrors irony is seldom absent.

In an age in which the classic words of the Surrealists - "As beatiful as the unexpected meeting, on a dissecting table, of a sewing machine and an umbrella" - can become reality and perfectly achievable with an atom bomb, so too has there been a surge of interest in biomechanoids.

Predictions of the future are never anything but projections of present automatic processes and procedures, that is, of occurrences that are likely to come to pass if men do not act and if nothing unexpected happens; every action, for better or worse, and every accident necessarily destroys the whole pattern in whose frame the prediction moves and where it finds its evidence.

I remember one time I heard this English professor asking the class what the world's scariest noise is. Is it a man crying out in pain? A woman's scream of terror? A gunshot? A baby crying? And the professor shakes his head and says, 'No, the scariest noise is, you're all alone in your dark house, you know you're all alone, you know that there is no chance anyone else is home or within miles—and then, suddenly, from upstairs, you hear the toilet flush.

Sometimes something happens and you find that all the people you knew are like nothing and someone you never saw before will reach out a hand to help.

Funny how you can go along for years hardly thinking about someone, then all of a sudden be so glad to see him.

And a plastic grocery bag containing a

A little black plastic horse. This time, it was received by a colleague of mine, a guy I worked with years ago. Andy Mason, Assistant Field Director out there. He has no idea where it came from. It wasn't mailed to him—it was on his doorstep when he went home last night.

Hello, Miss Mackay. It's been a while, hasn't it? But then, a man never knows quite when he'll run into you, eh, Kiernan?

They're like a terrorist cell with casseroles.

Truly?" I turned around, It was Calhoun. "Hey," I said. "Would you like to dance?" My mouth dropped open for the second time that evening. "Uh, sure," I mananged to squeak out. "You snooze, you lose," said Calhoun, his dark eyes gleaming in triumph. This time he wasn't talking to me, though. He was talking to Scooter, who was standing behind us with two cups of punch and a shocked look on his face.

Um, it's kind of a surprise.

The greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. —Roald Dahl

They say it is what you never imagine can be lost that is hardest to live without.

There are two kinds of special events: planned and unplanned.

An intuitive insight or concept can often turn out to be an unexpected success.

We can plan our work and work our plan; however, being organized and methodical will not protect us from the unexpected.

As beautiful as the chance encounter of a sewing machine and an umbrella on an operating table.