Quotes About Comparison

Clumsy? Why, I've had more women than you, you whelp. Well. Maybe not more than you, but certainly more than Ewan. (Lochlan) That's not saying much. My left boot has had more women than Ewan. (Braden)

chose twenty-three because he hoped to be half as good a player as his brother Larry who wore number forty-five.

Harriet greeted Chase with all the enthusiasm she would have shown a chin hair.

In terms of per capita income, the bottom half in America is better off. However, in terms of social progress, the average income of the bottom half of the Chinese people is rising much faster, albeit from a lower starting point.

Size doesn't matter whether small or big thats why a bird can be far and see a worm with its small eyes which u can't see from that height with your bigger eyes

I have my own identity ... The whole Michael thing does drive me nuts sometimes because people won't leave it alone. He's bald, I have hair. He's almost 40, I'm 22. Seriously though, I wish people would let it be and let me just be Kobe.

It would seem that marsupials are poor imitations of full-fledged mammals. Their inadequacy gives them a certain appeal.

Compare el centro antiguo de cualquier ciudad de Europa con sus modernos suburbios que proliferan por el campo. A continuación, compare la sección histológica de un tejido orgánico sano con la de un tumor maligno ¡Encontraremos analogías sorprendentes!

I have no qualms about saying I am more confident in the medical treatment in America. The breast cancer survival rate is 20 per cent higher than in the UK.

Having a baby doesn't make you a mother any more than buying a piano makes you fucking Beethoven

First of all, I'm not narcissistic." When she opened her lips to argue, he said, "I know Narkissos of Thespiae -- while we might share traits, I came first, so he's Lothairistic, not the other way around.

Her unusual dark hair and sultry eyes made her stand out--- Anne Boleyn was Tudor England's Angelina Jolie amid a sea of Reese Witherspoons.

The love of your life won't be the man you end up with, and you'll always compare the two.

Men didn't feel the same way women did about sex. They'd take it when offered, same as they wouldn't pass up a cookie warm from the oven. No, it was the women who counted calories and fell in love.

comparison was the thief of joy, as Teddy Roosevelt had once

His child was now officially smarter than he was, and he didn't like it.

Nothing makes our mother happier than discussing the troubles of those around her—even her daughters, and sometimes especially us—so long as she can come out the winner.

When you're surrounded by peers at their peak of beauty, it's impossible to forget your own imperfections. My weight was like a Dementor, always close, always stealing happiness, something I always tried and failed to escape.

Yes. So Rachel can enjoy that for years to come, because what woman doesn't fret over this? After all, don't we all walk around with mirrors in our panties, making sure our labia looks plump enough? I try to fix my face, but I'm fairly sure my disgust shows.

James glanced at his watch. Fifteen minutes had passed. This felt longer than a problematic colonoscopy.

I can relate to having those people in your life that you feel are moving on to this great, big, normal life and you're like, 'What's wrong with me?'

I'm not Jane Eyre for goodness' sake.

I look at people who aren't us and I hate them.

I demand of you, and of the whole world, that you show me a generic character... by which to distinguish between Man and Ape. I myself most assuredly know of none.