Quotes About Blasted

I used to try to decide which was the worst month of the year. In the winter I would choose February. I had it figured out that the reason God made February short a few days was because he knew that by the time people came to the end of it they would die if they had to stand one more blasted day.

By Fate full many a heart has been undone, And many a sprightly rose made woe-begone; Plume thee not on thy lusty youth and strength: Full many a bud is blasted ere its bloom.

blasted filing monster,' says One-eyed Pete.

We shared an explosive enthusiasm that we blasted out of our bodies with alcohol.

Pride, indeed, is not only the sin by which Lucifer falls in Christian angelography, but it peoples Tartarus also in heathen legends; and the boastful Salmoneus, whose insane ambition aspires to mimic the thunder of Jove, is always the first to be blasted by the bolt.

As long as the hope was fulfilled there was little questioning of nonviolence. But when the hopes were blasted, when people came to see that in spite of progress their conditions were still insufferable, when they looked out and saw more poverty, more school segregation and more slums, despair began to set in.

In the evening I asked old people in Arkham about the blasted heath, and what was meant by that phrase "strange days" which so many evasively muttered.

Seen without the gilded lies that comprise what we call "civilization," history is an assemblage of massacres, mass enslavements, conflagrations, a growing accretion of ruins. Time had to be "blasted out" and history blasted open. Only then could it be redeemed, and with it us.

Dark Portal and the Blasted Lands.

During the whole time we were covering the Bulls, I would get blasted by every other sports reporter who thought I had unfair access. I don't think it was unfair. It was just fortunate for NBC.

Say from whence You owe this strange intelligence, or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting. Speak, I charge you.

Terrible, dreadful, blasted awful kids. They've all got a darkness inside them. They've all got the capacity of evil.

they could move on, try to forge relationships with one another that weren't about that blasted inheritance. Walker

The company had never given us armor that nice, though in its defense, our armor did get blasted off us at regular intervals.

By Fate full many a heart has been undone, And many a sprightly rose made woe-begone; Plume thee not on thy lusty youth and strength: Full many a bud is blasted ere its bloom.

People like you…stubborn and stupid and drearily enslaved by introspection while the foundation of their privilege is being blasted out from under them.