Quotes About Lucille

People show surprise that I have interests outside my political career. There is subtle surprise, for example, that I would be interested in a recipe.

If there's one thing Lucille hates, it's how science has to rain on whimsy's parade: Rainbows not a gift from leprechauns offering pots of gold, but only a trick of refraction. A blue sky not a miles-wide painting done by a heavenly hand, but molecules scattering light. Still, when Lucille sees the stars strewn across the sky on a night like tonight, they're diamonds, and she thinks they might end up under her bed yet. Maybe

I have an everyday religion that works for me. Love yourself first, and everything else falls into line.

Did you see Lucille? No. Yes. Lucille was everywhere, but we did not speak.

That's when that Grace kicked Lucille in the leg.

Plasma on the wall/Write my name on your heart like I'm Lucille Ball/But love changes, a thug changes/And best friends become strangers

Lucille had once called them psychic's hands, and I wondered what it would be like to penetrate the minds of others. I knew little enough about myself.

Lucille is so upset about it, she hasn't shed a tear since

His voice, when he spoke German, especially with that commanding tone, took on a sharp, resonant quality. Hearing it gave Lucille the same pleasure that a slightly rough kiss might –– the kind of kiss that ends with a little bite.

the whole thing was hopeless, besides which Lucille would never understand me because I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop.

Connie, giving her thoughts on why Vinnie's hot temper is less than normal, says: Lucille must have fed him a Vallium smoothie this morning.

Lucille must have fed him a Vallium smoothie this morning.

So Lucille pressed the button, and a panel slid open in the wall, and the transporter came through, and sure enough here was the bare butt of the client waiting to be whipped. For reasons best known to himself he had kept his shoes and socks on, so he was wearing well-polished black loafers and black silk socks.

Lucille was a darling lady. Probably the finest comedienne in the business.

But a bunch of Lucille and Mr. Wykowski's friends came over, and they brought out the big guns—Kahlua and milk. Which meant that Jeopardy was a rowdy affair, after which Callie fell asleep on her grandma's couch.

was my first landscape, red brown as the clay of her georgia.

is it treason to remember what we have done to deserve such villainy nothing we reassure ourselves nothing

I am accused of tending to the past as if I made it, as if I sculpted it with my own hands. i did not, this past was waiting for me when I came,