Quotes About Sneaking

She felt a little clandestine, as if she were ten years old again, sneaking a dead rat past her mother so she could articulate a Rattus norvegicus domestica for her bedroom display.

At last he met the chief butler, the sight of which splendid retainer always finished him. Extinguished by this great creature, he sneaked to his dressing-room, and there remained shut up until he rode out to dinner, with Mrs Merdle, in her own handsome chariot. At dinner, he was envied

You will not complain, whine, or cry, or else I will be forced to tell you about the one time I stuck a piece of chocolate up my nose because I didn't want to be caught by my mummy sneaking it...

The two circled around the back of the house, making sure that nobody saw them. Once inside, they found Patrick right where they had left him, sitting in front of Mark's computer. The only difference was that he was surrounded by bags of Doritos and cans of Mountain Dew. He looked up at them with wild eyes. You okay? Courtney asked. I'm fantastic! Patrick exclaimed. This sugary drink is incredible! Swell, Courtney remarked sarcastically. He's wired on Dew.

As he moved, he tried to figure out what he'd do if he got caught. What could he say? It's okay, guys. Since I'm the whole police force, that means I'm the SWAT team as well, and I'm practicing my sneaking-up techniques. Helping to keep Ice Island safe for democracy.

it has been well said that it is precisely these moments when we are feeling that ours is the world and everything that's in it that Fate selects for sneaking up on us with the rock in the stocking.

I got a lot of my film education from sneaking into media labs at USC. I probably owe USC a lot of money.

Goddamn sneaking candy thief found my cache Peabody pursed her lips You had candy in the file cabilnet. she angled her head Under M? M for MINE damn it

sneaking, stealing, attacking, thwacking, or pineapples," he

Sneaking in and out of places was a skill that Han had mastered at a young age. All his life, people had been trying to keep him inside places he didn't want to be, or out of places he needed to get into.

I've always had a sneaking fondness for Martin Van Buren. He wrote his autobiography, you know, and never once mentioned his wife. Now that's what I call a man's man.

It feels like a geas. It has all the sinister pleasure of sneaking out of the house, all the revolting satisfaction of stealing. It reminds me of the moment before I slammed a blade through my hand, amazed at my own capacity for self-betrayal.

Do you want some aspirin?" "I took four or five," she said. "They'll kick in in a minute." She pursed her lips and sighed heavily. "It's this guy. The stalker. Patrick Whatsit." "Bergmann," I said helpfully. "Yeah," she said. "I just kept thinking, He's out there, probably watching me right now, maybe sneaking into the hotel and picking the lock on my door.…

Emotional pain is such a strange feeling. You can forget you're in it—or try to, anyway—and then it sneaks up and finds its way to the surface.

Voiceover work reminds me of old-time radio. When I was little I used to sneak and stay up at night and listen to Mystery Radio Theater - I loved all those old radio plays.

Not only was Miss Cribbe bearded, and always trying to get chummy with us like we we're her real children or something, but she had a disgusting incontinent springer spaniel called Misty, who was constantly sneaking in to the dorms and weeing on our duvets

Plans are what people make when Fate is sneaking up behind them,

Never, but never, go sneaking around in your own house at odds with some stranger.

If there is any man in England who is more experienced than Lord St. Vincent at sneaking around for a tryst, I'd like to know who.

Well . . . maybe I can sneak out for a few minutes," Bird said, lowering his voice. And then Greg heard him shout to his mother: "It's no one, Ma! I'm talking to no one!" Boy, that's quick thinking! Greg thought sarcastically. He's a worse liar than I am. And then he heard Bird call to his mom: "I know I'm on the phone. But I'm not talking to anyone. It's only Greg." Thanks a lot, pal, Greg thought.

Yeah. I know, I'm so bridge-and-tunnel—for as long as I've been able to catch the train, I've been sneaking into the city to go to Midtown. Hang out with the bankers, merge some mergers and acquire some acquisitions. The whole thing just reeked of sex and rock 'n' roll to me. Can't you feel it in the air? Close your eyes. Feel it?" I

I used to love to go to the movies - I'd see two in a row. A few times I even snuck into the second movie after it started... now that I think about it, that's kind of like shoplifting! Needless to say, I still love going to the movies, but I don't sneak in anymore.

I can say now is that sneaking up on people is a major delight in my old age, but it always has been. A desire, even a need, to shock.

I begin to smell a rat.