Quotes About Interruption

Pray do not interrupt me, he wrote. I am smiling.

The shortest distance between two points is under construction.

We best avoid wars by taking even physical action to stop small ones.

Probably, had World War II not come along and intervened, I would have tried to be a doctor. My son's a doctor, and I still take some medical journals to this day.

If you just do what you're doing, you're going to do what you do. Time to interrupt patterns.

I wanted to end it now, like a bad TV show turned off in the middle.

Generally when a man in uniform has something unusual brought to his attention, his instinct is to stop it.

One of my least favorite things is having my full name called out at the pharmacy. I always try to cut them off before they can say 'Spielberg.'

I am so spoiled. I cannot watch a show where it gets interrupted for ads. I have to TiVo it and skip through the ads, because the culture of advertising is so false and phony that I just... ugh, you know?

Their morning training was interrupted by the unexpected arrival of a plainly dressed man. Lugo, the youngest initiate at the chapter house, noticed him first and nearly received a blow to the head as a result of his inattention. Shouting at the rest of the men to stop their drill, Andreas glared at the man who was standing inside the chapter house gate. "How might we assist you?" he called across the yard, more than a little annoyed at the interruption.

This is another trick of shrinks. They never let you stop in midthought. If you open your mouth, they want to know exactly what you had the intention of saying. The party line is that some of the most profound truths about us are things that we stop saying in the middle, but I think they do it to make us feel important. One thing's for sure: no one else in life says to me, "Wait, Craig, what were you going to say?

When they send someone to interrupt a private conversation, it means that they weren't able to eavesdrop.

Surprise is the practice of accepting the unexpected interruption, and the practice of leaving enough space in the day for something to happen that isn't on the list. Surrendering to surprise is the practice of balancing structure and openness.

Are you attempting to distract me from my task with your wanton thoughts? " There was a curling caress in Gabriel's voice, brushing at the walls of her mind, flooding her body with heat and excitement. " Wanton thoughts? You need a checkup, my boy. Your fantasy world seems to be growing larger with each passing day. I wanted you home to take out the trash.

Go to your room," Vianne said to Sophie. Whatever Isabelle was going to say, she didn't want Sophie to hear. Vianne eased the hat from her head and set down her empty basket. Her hands were shaking.

Cam shot a glare at a driver in a bright red Camry in the lane next to his who was more concerned with her cell phone than she was in keeping her car from drifting over the line. "Neighbors said the couple used to fight. A suitcase was packed.

Lewis: "Oh, no." Kaitlyn: "Lewis?" Lewis: "Hi, Kaitlyn. Hi. Rob." Rob: "G'way, Lewis. I'm sleeping." Kaitlyn: "Hi. Anna." Anna: "Hi, Kait." Lewis: "Hi, Anna." Gabriel: "And good night, John-Boy! Shut the hell up, all of you!

it's like . . . finding a book inside another book. A small treasure of a book hidden inside a big common one—like . . . spells printed on dragonfly wings, discovered tucked inside a cookery book, right between the recipes for cabbages and corn. That's what a kiss is like, he thought, no matter how brief: It's a tiny, magical story, and a miraculous interruption of the mundane.

Charlotte, darling," Henry said to his wife, who was staring at him in gape-mouthed horror. Jessamine, beside her, was wide eyed. "Sorry I'm late. You know, I think I might nearly have the Sensor working-" Will interrupted. "Henry," he said, "You're on fire. You do know that don't you?

Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death." He blinked. "There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it. What's up?

Never mind that," said Will. "I'm boasting of my investigative skills, and I would prefer to do it without interruption. Where was I?

Oh, I can never get enough," he said. "Which, incidentally, is what your sister said to me when-" The carriage door flew open. A hand shot out, grabbed Will by the back of the shirt, and hauled him inside.

I'm boasting of my...skills, and I would prefer to do it without interruption.

But-Jace what are you doing?' 'Finishing my shower. And if you've made me run through all the hot water, I'll be very annoyed.