Quotes About Excitement

For the last week or so it's like getting jabbed with a little needle every time I hear that word. Gram is trying to pretend how excited she is I'm finally in the eighth grade, like this is a really big deal. Which is a joke, because the only reason I got passed from seventh grade is because they figured this way the big butthead can be — quote — someone else's problem, thank God, we've had quite enough of Maxwell Kane — unquote.

In the heterosexual act, it might be said, I move out from my body towards the other, whose flesh is unknown to me; while in the homosexual act I remain locked within my body narcissistically contemplating in the other an excitement that is the mirror of my own.

Thus, the question of how and when to start vagabonding is not really a question at all. Vagabonding starts now. Even if the practical reality of travel is still months or years away, vagabonding begins the moment you stop making excuses, start saving money, and begin to look at maps with the narcotic tingle of possibility. From here, the reality of vagabonding comes into sharper focus as you adjust your worldview and begin to embrace the exhilarating uncertainty that true travel promises.

The great thing about Grant is his perfect coolness and persistency of purpose . . . he is not easily excited . . . and he has the grit of a bull-dog! Once let him get his 'teeth' in, and nothing can shake him off.

These trips energized Rockefeller, who returned to Cleveland with renewed faith.

When you're a theorist, the two most addictive states to be in are excited and confused

It would have been hard to be noisier, in fact, short of firing the Winchester a couple of times and singing the National Anthem.

mileage on their clocks and scalps on their belts.

The chief of detectives was not thrilled to get it. Not at first. He got more excited later. His name was Griezman. He was considered successful. His department's ninety-percent record was impressive.

Julie nearly fainted when I showed up at home that night with the new Lexus. The first thing she wanted to do was drive it. I let her drive all over San Francisco with the windows rolled up, because we didn't want to lose one precious whiff of that new-car smell.

Myself I love a thunderstorm better than anything. Sometimes I will run to the top of the hill to whirl around and around on my Indian Rock in the wind, it is like a dance I can not stop. The smell of the lightning goes into your nose and down your whole body. Old Bess says if you get hit by lightning yet live you will have special powers, well I could use some of those. So I don't care if I get hit or not.

People say: idle curiosity. The one thing that curiosity cannot be is idle.

Do you think they'll play Katy Perry's 'Firework,' or is that too obvious?

The technology of the book is much more flexible than film, more user friendly. The reader can dip into the book at will, without electricity, and is always aware of where she is in the book, halfway through, a third of the way, mere pages from the end, her fingers helping to measure the excitement of coming to the conclusion.

And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in his joy.

came trotting along in a great hurry, muttering to himself as he came, 'Oh! the Duchess, the Duchess!

ladies & gentlemen, the Professor began, the Other Professor is so kind as to recite a Poem. The title of it is 'The Pig-Tale.' He never recited it before! (General cheering among the guests.) He will never recite it again! (Frantic excitement, & wild cheering all down the hall, the Professor himself mounting the table in hot haste, to lead the cheering, & waving his spectacles in one hand & a spoon in the other.)

Would you like an adventure now or shall we have tea first?

The police have asked for my help. There's been a murder. A murder! Oh, my. Let me just change my shoes, Evie said excitedly. It won't be a minute.

sometimes a little crazy is all you need

For a brief while, the women ask us questions: are we looking forward to our debuts? Did we enjoy this opera or that play? As we give our slight answers, they smile, and I cannot read what is behind their expressions. do they envy us our youth and beauty? Do they feel happiness and excitement for the lives that lie ahead of us? Or do they wish for another chance at their own lives? A different chance?

The gasps catch from girl to girl like a brush fire.

Miss Ohio flailed with excitement. Makeovers are so fun! It's like the Superman phone booth of girl. Adina sat up. It's denigrating and objectifying. No. It's eye shadow and lipstick and sex and mystery and magic and transformation and fun. And nobody's taking that away from me.

He's jealous! Kartik is jealous and Simon finds me ... delicious? I am a bit giddy. And confused. But no, mostly giddy, I find.