Quotes About Socks

IT'S WEIRD starting over from zero. It changes the scale of your ambitions. Instead of fantasizing about what kind of mansion you'll buy when you win the lottery, you ask yourself, Do I own socks? Do I have a toothbrush? Do I have a shirt that's not covered in blood?

You don't write about the horrors of war. No. You write about a kid's burnt socks lying in the road.

I was struggling happily with my ribs. Normally I ended up with barbecue sauce in my socks when I ate ribs, but I always figured they were worth it.

Ku'Sox was indeed a demon. In. The. Sun. I needed answers, but I wanted them from Al, not…Cute Socks here.

Have much experience killing people?" "I didn't become a captain by knitting socks," he said, and Thalia had no answer to that.

Wool actually keeps heat in even when it's wet—believe it or not, your hands will get colder unless we have a heat source. Change your socks. Get Damie squared away. Fire's next, okay?

One weird thing about me: I come home from practice or a game or whatever, and somehow my left sock always seems to get off my foot, and I end up walking around with one sock on.

I am working on a dress sock line of funky, colorful, cool designs.

The gift from my Secret Santa wasn't anything special. That makes me sad. I bet you anything that Mary Elizabeth is my Secret Santa because only she would give me socks.

Sadly, my socks are like snowflakes, no two are exactly alike.

One day Beatrice entered their stateroom to find Marconi consigning his dirty socks to the sea through a porthole. Stunned, she asked him why. His explanation: It was more efficient to get new ones than wait for them to be laundered.

He was not used to the smell of dragon breath, which is best described as a combination of the stench of burning rubber and the stink of old socks, with overtones of a hamster cage in dire need of a cleaning.

I am, and ever will be, a white socks, pocket protector, nerdy engineer.

When I was 7, I came up with the idea of 'charm socks.' My mom would take me to buy bags of plastic charms, we would sew them on frilly white socks, and I sold them at school.

It's better to wear seaweed socks than stick a melon in your brother's ear.

My socks henceforth will be tan. They will neither be soiled, nor rolled, nor gaudy, nor restrained, nor holey. They will be tan. The only other thing they may be is clean.

I chose white underwear and khaki socks and then stopped in the toiletries section and found a kind of half-sized travel toothbrush. I liked it. The business end was nested in a clear plastic case, and it pulled out and reversed and clipped back in, to make it full-length and ready to use. It was obviously designed for a pocket. It would be easy to carry and the bristle part would stay clean. A very neat idea.

When I was young I found out that the big toe always ends up making a hole in a sock. So I stopped wearing socks.

No matter what precautions were taken, socks disappeared into a Bermuda Triangle for socks, a swirling vortex that swallowed one sock at a time, leaving its partner stranded.

Isn't life strange? There are people who have so many leftover clothes they can't stuff them all in their wardrobe. And then there are people like me, whose socks never match.

I'm not very materialistic - I don't have a whole lot of stuff. But I do always like a pair of really weird socks.

I change my socks often, because I had bad bouts of athlete's foot fungus infections as a kid. I may be able to change socks less frequently and not get the fungus. But, I'd rather not run the test to determine just how infrequently I could change socks. I don't feel superstitious about it.

The hobo wore old black shoes that also looked like they were too big for him, but that might have been because he wasn't wearing any socks.

Mac raised his hand. "Once I could only find one of my socks," he said. "Man, I looked everywhere for it! Under the bed, in the bathroom. You'll never guess where I finally found it." "In the refrigerator," said Bob. Mac's mouth dropped open. "How'd you know?" Bob shrugged. "Where else?