Quotes About Whimsical

I'm usually cast by people who are oddly goofy.

What I'd love to do is every now and then go, 'Oh my God, I've got this amazing idea for 'Doctor Who.'

I am afraid that she is a coquette, for she is always flirting with the wind.

Well, you certainly are the most wonderfully woolly baa-lamb that ever stepped.

I remember her telling me once that rabbits were the gnomes in attendance to the Fairy Queen and that the stars were God's daisy chain. Perfect rot, of course.

I think one of our cardinal fuckups is how we insist that even vicious whimsical crazy shit needs to make sense, add up, belong to a reason. We lay this pain on ourselves--there must be a reason behind this horror, there must, but I ain't adequate to findin' it, and that's my fault, so torture me some more.

Ghosts are nothing if not capricious.

If you're brave enough to try, you might be able to catch a train from UnLondon to Parisn't, or No York, or Helsunki, or Lost Angeles, or Sans Francisco, or Hong Gone, or Romeless.

Our whole life is an attempt to discover when our spontaneity is whimsical, sentimental irresponsiblity and when it is a valid expression of our deepest desires and values.

Feet in the Gravy

fairies thought all this military stuff was pretty silly, but they went along with it for the same reason that fairies ever did anything, namely, for the lulz.

Humbledrum farted mournfully, three distinct notes.

Oh my fur and whiskers!

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

Got the rocket-propelled liquorice launcher handy?

She was a pixie, a fairy, full of imagination and in another world.

I didn't love stickers and unicorns and stuff, but just if I were to ride on the back of a beast to work, I want it to be a frickin' unicorn.

If there's some work to be done that seems like it will be fun, I'll do it. I don't take anything seriously at all.

My Favorite kind of animal is a stuffed one.

now and then a giggling trail of mermaids appeared in our wake. We fed them oatmeal.

more compact and self-assured. An island can be dreadful for someone from outside. Everything is complete, and everyone has his obstinate, sure and self-sufficient place. Within their shores, everything functions according to rituals that are as hard as rock from repetition, and at the same time they amble through their days as whimsically and casually as if the world ended at the horizon.

You said, 'Hey, sparkling teeth, I totally love three of your claws but not the others, and I wish your nose was a herring so I could eat it, and also your wings sound like sharks snoring.

As if sloths were parading out of her ears.

Hey, sparkling teeth, I totally love three of your claws but not the others, and I wish your nose was a herring so I could eat it, and also your wings sound like sharks snoring.