Quotes About Embarrassment

But fair use in America simply means the right to hire a lawyer to defend your right to create... It costs too much, it delivers too slowly, and what it delivers often has little connection to the justice underlying the claim. The legal system may be tolerable for the very rich. For everyone else, it is an embarrassment to a tradition that prides itself on the rule of law. (p. 187)

The only thing more humiliating than a detective who pisses his pants is one who can't be more than five feet away from a toilet for fear he'll shit himself.

If you are a baby, your family will sere you in your underwear many times, and there's no use being embarrassed about it

It is very embarrassing to cry when other people can see you, but it is something we all do eventually.

excuse me' he added, taking the opera glasses out of her hands and looking over her bare shoulder at the row of boxes opposite, 'i'm afraid i'm becoming ridiculous

Today at the hotel, Benji farted in the elevator. It was wrong on so many levels.

I pressed my face into my pillow and squelched some extracolorful words. Way to go, ace — have embarrassing personal thoughts while you're two feet from a mind reader.

Nope," said Nudge, shaking her head. "You stand out like a fart in church." "Appropriately enough," I muttered.

It should be a national embarrassment that there are only four countries that offer no paid parental leave to anyone," says Kimmel. "And they are Lesotho, Swaziland, Papua New Guinea—and the United States.

Nadie se muere por un resfriado. Pero puede morir de vergüenza por tener tal madre.

In that moment, as they stood smiling at one another, Charlotte was conscious of several contradictory sensations, of which the chief were these: annoyance with herself for being incapable of governing her own actions, satisfaction that Sidney had won this very minor victory over her, amusement, embarrassment - an odd something between perturbation and pleasure - and above all else, a flutter of joyful spirits which made her feel she had strayed somehow into a most unfamiliar world.

I dream about standing in the lunch line naked. It's always the lunch line in ninth grade. Nakedness dreams are very common. I suppose they are.

Ranger appeared in the bathroom doorway and I was too relieved to be embarrassed. I appreciate you coming out in the middle of the night, I said. Ranger smiled. I didn't want to miss seeing you chained up naked.

The dog ran into the kitchen, stuck his nose in Grandma's crotch, and snuffled. Dang, Grandma said. Guess my new perfume really works. I'm gonna have to try it out at the seniors meeting.

Maybe it was me, Grandma said.Sometimes they sneak out.Did I fart?

Maybe your pregnant. Oops, hold on, you're not pregnant, on account of you're not gettin any.

I don't feel so good. Lula said. And she farted. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and did a full minute-long fart. Excuse me. she said. I was horrified and impressed all at the same time. It was a record breaking fart. On my best day, I couldn't come near to farting like that.

I liked you better when you had vordo." "You're not suggesting we do it in this tiny closet with two men watching television in the next room, are you?" "It'd be limiting," Ranger said, "but at least you wouldn't have your ass on the horn.

I can't help it. I'm just a big gasbag. I still got leftover barbeque gas. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and did a full minute-long far. Excuse me, she said.

Even more bothersome was the fact that Eddie Kuntz's napkin was moving on his lap without benefit of hands. My first inclination was to shout Snake! and shoot, but probably that wouldn't hold up in court. Besides, as much as I disliked Eddie Kuntz, I could sort of identify with a man who got a stiffie over banana cream pie.

Whoever thought a naked beach was a good idea never sat in one.

You always did have a problem with undies. Remember when you wet your pants in the second grade? - Joyce Barnhardt

This is a bad idea," Lula said to me. "My nipples are all shrunk up and trying to hide inside my body. It's like what men's gonads do when someone comes at them with a butcher knife. Those suckers abandon ship and there's nothing left but an empty nut sack. Not that I know firsthand. I'm just sayin' what I hear.

There was only one way I could see managing this. I got out, ran around the car, opened his door, and straddled him with one leg outside and one foot on the console. Beeeeeep! My ass was on the horn. Beeeep, beeeep, beeeep, beepbeepbeepbeepbeep! A bead of sweat streaked down the side of Ranger's face. "Babe.