Quotes About Oh

Time doth flit; oh shit.

Oh dear you seem to have fallen down a thirty-foot well, are you all right?

But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend.

I`m lost! Mama! I`m lost! Oh! I`m lost! You are not lost, Nemo. Go back to sleep and behave, hear?

Right." Oh my God, I was already lost. Wait. I had never been found. "But

What's a stag stick?" Meg asked, taking the packages. He stared at her for a moment. Then he put a fist below his belt and popped out a thumb. "Oh," Meg said. "Oh." He spun around and ran back to the Market Square. She closed the door, looked at the packages in her hands, and said, "Eeewwww.

Oh." The boy winced. "Oh!" "Oh-ho-ho!" Chains reached out and slapped the boy on the shoulder. "Enlightenment! When it comes, it comes like a brick to the head, doesn't it?

Love you..." Henry-" Always..." Oh God oh God-" World enough..." No!" And time..." Henry!

The other investigators, all males and oh so clever, called her Squirt. Investigators. You get them started, they'll shred you with the cutting lines. But

My baseball career was a long, long initiation into a single secret: At the heart of all things is love.

Aware that she was being less than tactful, she stopped talking. 'Oh dear,' she said. They really were still in the dark.

Louis-Cesare and Ray were in trouble. I could tell because I could see them, not clearly, but in fits and starts, little glimmers like a couple of ghosts, if ghosts made "oh shit" faces on the one hand agitated French gestures on the other. And that sort of shit wasn't going to go unnoticed for long. Aaaaand it didn't.

she didn't even have time to scream, just gave a startled "Oh!" and was gone

If plan KTB kill the bastard) didn't work, well, gray would resort to Plan B: Operation Oh Sh**

She felt strange. For a moment it seemed to her that the day was already over--she was in bed, asleep, and then it was the next day and now here she was again. 'Oh,' she said.

I did not want to write one of those sequels that famous first-book authors get into where everybody says, 'Oh yeah.'

And no places that are safer than other places. The center of His will is our only safety—Oh

oh come on'P.O.E.T.S.'? 'piss.off.early.tomorrows.saterday.' the weekend approches people!

All present life is but an interjection, An "Oh!" or "Ah!" of joy or misery Or a "Ha, ha!" or "Bah!"—a yawn, or "Pooh!" Of which perhaps the latter is most true. —LORD BYRON

Oh, shit. Seriously: oh, shit. My organic parts had a reaction that reminded me how lucky I was not to have a digestive system.