Quotes About Gossip

Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea.

There are two good rules which ought to be written on every heart - never to believe anything bad about anybody unless you positively know it to be true never to tell even that unless you feel that it is absolutely necessary, and that God is listening.

Rumor is like bees; the more you fight them the more you don't get rid of them.

Rumor is a vagrant without a home, and lives upon what it can pick up.

They had to return to the one sure and never-failing resource- slander.

When the second act was over Countess Bezukhova rose, turned to the Rostovs' box—her whole bosom completely exposed—beckoned the old count with a gloved finger, and paying no attention to those who had entered her box, began talking to him with an amiable smile.

Everyone had something disparaging to say about the unfortunate Maltyshcheva, and the conversation began crackling merrily like a kindling bonfire.

Notice, we never pray for folks we gossip about, and we never gossip about the folk for whom we pray! For prayer is a great deterrent.

Backstabbers specialize in saying the wrong thing at the wrong time to the wrong person.

One of the favorite pastimes of Backstabbers is recounting slights and grievances they've carried for years.

Backstabbing occurs when you share a confidence with someone at church only to learn later that the person has told your story on the prayer chain.

If looks could kill, she'd be a dead woman.

It's a small-town rule: Never speak ill of the dead until the estate has paid the outstanding bills.

Nothing circulates so rapidly as a secret.

If everybody minded their own business, the world would go round a good deal faster than it does.

I no longer buy papers or tabloids or magazines or read blogs. I used to.

Many stories are invented about me - too many stories; almost everyone uses me, and I'd say about 0.01 percent of the gossip is true.

I tried to steer the student newspaper toward more pertinent information instead of the usual gossip and bull.

I think the tabloids have become utterly ridiculous. When they just write on pure speculation, that's pretty sick.

Mick had just performed at the White House, and Obama had been in New York singing impromptu with Al Green at the Apollo, so he enjoyed telling those stories. We got sidetracked into gossiping about Bono, whom, he said, he had drunk under the table one late night at the White House.

Emperor Zhark may have been the embodiment of terror across innumerable star systems, but he lived with his mum- and if the rumours were correct, she still insisted on bathing him.

The corollary to the notion that any rumor is at least half true, is that any half-truth, repeated often enough, becomes entirely true.

one should always talk well about oneself! The word spreads around and in the end, noone remembers where it started

I am not a fan of supermarkets and I hate shopping there, even for things I can't get elsewhere, like cat food and bin bags. A big part of my dislike of them is the loss of vivid life. The dull apathy of existence now isn't just boring jobs and boring TV; it is the loss of vivid life on the streets; the gossip, the encounters, the heaving messy noise that made room for everyone, money or not.