Quotes About Sucked

Lincoln agreed: "By no act or complicity of mine shall the Republican party become a mere sucked egg, all shell and no principle in it.

I am a lazy, cynical, middle-aged guy who has long since come to the conclusion that most historical periods really sucked, for most people, most of the time.

You don't get many chances in life to make a movie, and if someone says they don't like it, I say, 'I do'. I've made records before, and if someone said it sucked, it bummed me out.

I had done six or eight traditional angel investments and basically just thought it sucked.

The afternoon has closed down, gone purple, coaxed and sucked dark by the storm.

feel on my skin and within my mind. Sometimes being psychic like my mom really sucked. I wrapped my fingers around my keys and hit the automatic opener. As the old metal gate began to grind and screech its way to one side, I couldn't

As last days go, mine sucked. The last day I would have chosen — the last day I deserved — would have involved more chocolate.

Helping people rocked. This kind of stuff? Sucked hairy donkey balls

It was like an alien spaceship had sucked a housing estate out the middle of London, then decided it didn't like the look of it and dumped it in the middle of nowhere.

The city, thinks Marie-Laure, is slowly being remade into the model upstairs. Streets sucked empty one by one.

There are moments, above all on June evenings, when the lakes that hold our moons are sucked into the earth, and nothing is left but wine and the touch of a hand.

The problem was precision, perfection; the problem was digitization, which sucked the life out of everything that got smeared through its microscopic mesh.

The Fall was ongoing, but its trajectory led ever downward. Sucked into the well of knowledge, you could only plummet, learning more and more, but not getting any happier.

The night threw itself over the day fast now, sucked the light in and distilled it to one silvery spot in the sky where the moon hung.

Killing is no ordinary act,' said the vampire. 'One doesn't simply glut oneself on blood.' He shook his head. 'It is the experience of another's life for certain, and often the experience of the loss of that life through the blood, slowly. It is again and again the experience when I sucked the blood from Lestat's wrist and felt his heart pound with my heart. It is again and again a celebration of that experience; because for vampires that is the ultimate experience.

his thoughts washing backwards and into him as if the ocean could be sucked back into the tiny mysterious coils of a single shell.

He was like some kind of Star Wars alien creature with invisible tentacles that sucked your thoughts out of your brain.

Life sucked and then they billed you for it. Kind of like how airlines charged you money before you got on a plane so that in the event they screwed up and killed you, they were already paid, and they wouldn't have to give you a refund.

So I was beginning my new life as a anomaly, which figured about as much as it sucked.

Oh god, I'd just hate it if a certain dramaturg got a hold of a Pinter play, for example, which are all mystery and all music. That's how the life get's sucked out of plays.

I think that some of these plays are lost in this new horror called development, which is a place for dramaturgs to say "let me tell you what your play means," and the life gets sucked out of a play.

We live in such constant nearness to the abyss of past time that the moment is endlessly sucked into.

I think '300 Arguments' is a real tiny wallop of a book. It looks very slim, and at first, each little two-sentence or one-sentence thing kind of stands on its own, but again, as you read it, you get sucked into the momentum of it, and the whole of it is much larger than the sum of its parts in a really beautiful way.

But lurid touches were everywhere, she saw with dismay. It was as if a giant mouth had sucked a bag of boiled sweets and then given the house a lick.