Quotes About Brainless

Some brainless comedy where actors with perfect white teeth spoke their lines then froze in place to let the laugh track unwind.

It was as if God had decreed this characterless engagement of brainless forces as his answer to the human presumption.

Culinary science? You elected culinary science? That's the most brainless class ever. -Rose to Christian

No, indeed. I don't know anything. You see, I am stuffed, so I have no brains at all," he answered sadly.

How you could think Lucas would blame you for the blind malice of a brainless virus, I will never know, but you must stop it this instant, do you hear me?" Kimmy was crying again, but it was a different brand of tears.

So much human cruelty is simply incidental is simply brainless. Simply no common sense. You could take the entirety of the common sense of humans and put it in the palm of your hand and still have room for your dick.

Cows are stupid. Almost as brainless as the humans who herd 'em on horseback.

Why do we people in churches seem like cheerful, brainless tourists on a packaged tour of the Absolute?

The adivasi people have a long and courageous history of resistance that predates the birth of Maoism. To look upon them as brainless puppets being manipulated by a few middle-class Maoist ideologues is to do them something of a disservice.

Mouse-brained fool

I like to be bought flowers and taken out for dinner. I like a man to be a gentleman. I don't like to be treated as if I am brainless. I like to be respected and to give respect.

He helped the Librarian up. There was a red glow in the ape's eyes. It had tried to steal his books. This was probably the best proof any wizard could require that the trolleys were brainless.

I think zombies have always been an easy metaphor for hard times. Because they're this big, faceless, brainless group of evil things that will work tirelessly to destroy you and think of nothing else.

Brainless wasn't bad. Today, brainless was right up her alley. This world of grunts and clanking iron, the same tasks repeated mindlessly until failure, Mitzi loved it the moment she'd stepped through the door of the weight room. The Sisyphean repetition of lifting and lowering. Nothing represented life better than this endless losing battle against gravity. The grunts and cries that conveyed so much more than words ever could.

A mob is a brainless thing.

The water of inlets winking in the sincere light of day, under a sky as blue and brainless as the love of God.

The satisfaction a brainless fool gets out of being in the right and out of the certainty of success, is particularly irritating.