Quotes About Hapless

Heaven hears and pities hapless men like me, For sacred ev'n to gods is misery.

So you're like a ... an amateur sleuth?" "God no. I'm more like the hapless guys in those film-noir flicks we used to watch. I keep getting tangled up in bizarro events." "Oh yes?" His eyes lit with enthusiasm. I was speaking his language now. "Guy Pearce in L.A. Confidential or William Hurt in Body Heat ?" "I was thinking more like Woody Allen in Play It Again, Sam .

Come off the wall, for God's sake. Why break your neck?" "Ah, do you love me so well?" "I love you well, you fool. Not well enough to pay for your funeral, and how should poverty-stricken Estemba afford it?" "Romulan, my good angel, I suppose we would have to steal the money from some hapless one, as Montargo always does.

Well, that's how the past is for most of us, Tammy. A jumbled collection of sordid stupidities, hopeless longings and hapless regrets.

Zipper the Fatlanders called it. Cock-catcher it was to Hunfast, the hapless.

entering with a flourish of steel, rousting the hapless Mesquita out of his bunk. This had once been Cartagena's ship

He had never thought that a fugitive might be a hapless mother, a defenceless child,—like

Sophia shrieked and fainted on the ground – I screamed and instantly ran mad. We remained thus mutually deprived of our senses, some minutes, and on regaining them were deprived of them again. For an Hour and a Quarter did we continue in this unfortunate situation – Sophia fainting every moment and I running mad as often. At length a groan from the hapless Edward (who alone retained any share of life) restored us to ourselves.

I am even The natural fool of fortune.

Buyers today aren't "fully informed" in the idealized way that many economic models assume. But neither are they the hapless victims of asymmetrical information they once were.

we are emotional, vulnerable and hapless individuals. It is an attack on human potential."12

As ill-luck would have it.

When is the last time you were a tourist?" she asked archly. He just looked at her. Charles, she had to agree, was not tourist material. "Right," Anna told him. "Buck up. You might even enjoy it." "You might as well have 'hapless victim' tattooed across your forehead," he muttered.