Quotes About Comparison

If you could just see your face," she told me. "You look like a cat in a bathtub.

I sat down in the middle. "So," I said to Darryl, "do you think Korra is going to be as good an avatar as Aang?" "Who's Aang?" he asked. "You started him with Korra?" I accused Jesse. "That's not okay. It's like reading the last chapter of the book first.

The Arabians might not suit you; they don't suit everyone. They are like cats: vain, beautiful, and intelligent. But you deal well enough with Asil, who is also vain, beautiful, and intelligent.

So what do we do next, Haunt Huntress?" "That's a pretty lame superhero name," I told him. "Scooby-Doo is already taken," he said with dignity. "Anything else sounds lame in comparison.

Want to explain to the kid that I'm more a Spike than a Buffy? A villain, not a superhero?

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Want to explain to the kid that I'm more a Spike than a Buffy? A villain, not a superhero?

That's a pretty lame superhero name," I told him. "Scooby-Doo is already taken," he said with dignity. "Anything else sounds lame in comparison.

How can you know it's the best, if you don't learn about anything else?

Cecy, I do think it is unfair. People in novels are fainting all the time, and I never can, no matter how badly I need to.

If a beauty like Letitia Tarnower couldn't interest Mairelon, and a brilliant wizard like Renee D'Auber hadn't attracted him in all the years they'd known one another, what chance did she, Kim, have?

I gathered that Napoleon's feat in crossing the Alps paled in comparison with the Romans', who had been up and down these mountain passes more often than I have been up and down the back stairs at home. At first I found that a comforting thought, but as we ascended into the heights, my respect for the Romans increased. Imagine marching through such terrain wearing sandals.

William stopped in front of me. "Cassie," he said softly. "How do you know?" I asked. "You must be Cassie. You look just like your mama did when she was your age." "Really?" "Really. She even had braids like you." William reached out and touched my hair. "Did you tease her?" I asked. "Of course," said William. "It was my job.

How come I never have looseleaf?" Richard asked his mother. "How come Holly has everything?" "Because you keep making mistakes," Holly said. "Because you keep wrecking up your paper.

doubt if there was anything to choose in the fanatical temper of their minds between Savonarola and Torquemada.

He definitely wasn't my type. I liked the roughneck Jodeci look, and Michael was so clean-cut, he looked more like the fifth member of Boys II Men.

In Los Angeles, as I gained and lost celebrity, then gained it again, I often found myself wondering why I, out of thousands like me, had become famous.

If he was in the mood to admire someone, why had he not gone to someone genuinely pretty and attractive? She knew she was plain all right: she knew it with such depth and frankness that she could positively find it in her heart to despise his taste! And if she despised his taste, she must despise the whole situation of which she formed a part. He had set in motion a degrading event.

Sizewise, she's always been just smaller than me. But I think of her and I feel like she's as big as the world.

I weigh more than a mountain but less than a feather.

Doesn't a part of you think you're making a big deal out of not very much? That if you were somehow not so weak, you could be happy and free just like everyone else?

Because nothing I did with Charlie ever once felt like that kiss with Jack.

Well, you know what they say: Finding the right analogy is as hard as…" I put on a thoughtful expression. "As hard as…" I made an inarticulate grasping gesture.

Vashet," I said. "It occurs to me it would be nice to fight someone whose ability is somewhat closer to my own." Vashet laughed, shaking her head. "That is like throwing two virgins into a bed. Enthusiasm, passion, and ignorance are not a good combination. Someone is likely to get hurt.