Quotes About Note

Around then Jade happened by again. "Thought that was you," Doc said, "though we ain't exactly been wallerin in eye contact. Got your note at the office, but why'd you go runnin away like that? we could've hung out, you know, smoke some shit.

If this century was to be known by anything other than its fair share of atrocities and diseases, then surely the gullibility of the weak-minded would qualify as a footnote.

FATBACK'S DEAD" The words on the slip of paper struck me like a blow. "Fatback's dead." It was not just the news itself, though the words cut deep. It was the very fact of the note, stuck on my windshield on the Red Lake Indian Reservation in northern Minnesota

There was a little note on the nightstand written on the back of a KFC napkin: Went for coffee, be right back. R Okay, so maybe he didn't sign it with a heart or an XOXO, but the man was going for coffee. Gotta love that.

He went to his note bag and took out hand sanitizer. Later, he placed his note bag back over the same shoulder. The train was incredibly late. Bruce waited and waited. A happy Trudy appeared from behind him and touched his arm. Bruce jumped. Trudy didn't mean to scare him. "Oops,

I hope you haven't packed those ratty flannel pajamas of yours," she said. "You probably won't need anything to sleep in, anyhow." Elle stood up, picked up a pad of Post-it notes from the desk, and threw it. "He's broken all to bits. Give it up. He's an invalid! " Carlie laughed as the note pad bounced off the door frame. "He's a cowboy, honey. Nothin' ever keeps them down for long.

Finding a note in the pocket of my shirt was bad enough. Messing with my pillow . . . that's something else again. A guy's pillow is personal, you know?

What I needed was a big fat clue. A mysterious note laying it all out. A deity popping out of thin air and explaining it to me. Hell, I'd settle for an annoying old lady with a knack for solving mysteries. I actually stopped and waited for a second to see if a clue would fall out of the sky and land at my feet. The Universe declined to oblige.

I can sing in my head and rearrange the tune of a song, note per note. I am a nerd.

Being out of tune sucks.

The bottom string is tuned to an open G.

As an editor, I must often tell writers that their stories "do not fit our present needs." But there are times when I want to reply: "Sir, I would not trust you to write a ransom note."

You can use existing music in a film, but creating a soundtrack is very different. One note can be enough.

Convincing - and confident - disciplines, say, physics, tend to use little statistical backup, while political science and economics, which have never produced anything of note, are full of elaborate statistics and statistical "evidence" (and you know that once you remove the smoke, the evidence is not evidence).

Reall. How much of a chance? Thirty-nine percent. What about the other 61 percent? My algorithms show that you have a 61 percent chance of permanently dying the near future, without having any effect of note. I don't feel comforted. You should. A 39 percent chance of changing the world is exponentially greater than most people can ever hope to have.

Yes, she said, I . . .seek and answer to the burning question: Is it A-flat or G-sharp? And one of the others said, Don't even get me started!

I am the Reverend, the note said in a spidery scrawl. Would you like to join my flock of the Hushed?

afternoons I remember still: how the light seemed a bell; how it seemed I'd been living inside it, waiting— I'd heard all about that one clear note it gives.

Sorrow hath chang'd its note : such is His will Who changeth all things

The woman's finally taken note of your charms." "No," Tyrion said. "No, the woman is hatching something.

She was an aging singer who had to take every note above 'A' with her eyebrows.

Her killer wrote a note on that stationary. A note. Now Renquist's eyebrows lifted. Well. That was rather arrogant of him, wasn't it?

that somewhere from amidst the welter of sound there will dart up, like a bird, a single authentic note of immortal longing.

The BBC has the obligation to think big. And at the moment, that clarion call sounds an uncertain note to me.