Quotes About Mischief

Los dioses no velan por nosotros, no más desde luego de lo que los niños cuidan de sus juguetes. Si estamos aquí, es sólo para procurarles buenos ratos; a veces, hasta se complacen en jugarnos jugarretas.

They were Danes, which meant they were planning mischief.

Like most of my generation, I was brought up on the saying: Satan finds some mischief still for idle hands to do. Being a highly virtuous child, I believed all that I was told, and acquired a conscience which has kept me working hard down to the present moment.

When I was 16, at night I went to my high school and chucked rocks at the billboard sign and broke the light bulbs. That was fun.

I'm always trying to play pranks on people and doing silliness, singing extremely badly and extremely loudly on set.

Wilma's favorite is the time you nailed his girlfriend's doors and windows shut so she couldn't get out for their date. That's a good one, but my favorite is the time you laid down right in front of his car right there.

So too did any doubts about the involvement of Loki, god of mischief. That capricious deity was clearly up to his old tricks. How else to explain how a man who adored women-and who was adored by them-found himself with a bride who faced the marriage bed with less enthusiasm than she would a viper-infested den?

When the gods amused themselves at a man's expense, they had a tendency to overdue.

Glas wen. En galés, sonrisa azul. Una mueca malévola ante el sufrimiento de nuestro peor enemigo.

Tell me something wicked.

What are you up to?" she asked. "Why would you think I'm up to anything?" Her lips pursed before she said, "You wouldn't be you if you weren't up to something." He smiled at that. "I do believe that was a compliment." "It wasn't necessarily intended as such." "But nonetheless," he said mildly, "that's how I choose to take it.

On the way over, however, it slid off the shovel and onto Henry's shoes. Pity, that. She whirled around. He waited for her to burst out with, "You did that on purpose!" but she kept silent, motionless except for a slight narrowing of her eyes. Then, with a flick of her ankle, the slop spattered onto his trousers. She smirked, waiting for him to say, "You did that on purpose!" but he also remained silent. Then he smiled at her, and she knew she was in trouble.

What are you up to?" she asked. "Why would you think I'm up to anything?" Her lips pursed before she said, "You wouldn't be you if you weren't up to something." He smiled at that. "I do believe that was a compliment." "It wasn't necessarily intended as such." "But nonetheless," he said mildly, "that's how I choose to take it." -Sophie & Benedict

When I was a kid, I was the one causing the problems, and my little sister was the intermediary. But I think in life, generally, I don't want drama. I'd so much rather do something goofy.

During his next visit, my father secretly decided that our bathroom needed towel hooks. Using nails that were too long, my father pierced the door, creating towel hooks on one side, medieval blinding devices on the other...No matter how inconvenient a household malfunction might be, Kazem can always make it worse, for free.

Meet Bob... Bob is in this cage because he tried to steal my cookie. Haha Bob, Haha.

Because there are times when getting up to mischief isn't mischievous and other times when it is and you shouldn't do it.

Twig-minx!" it screamed. "scrap-brat!

Why? Nobody cared. With a new and wild intoxication, bolts were yanked from their frames, locks burst, walls cloven. No terrible Locksmith vengeance ensued. The townspeople plunged on with the glee a very young child feels the first time she realizes that her parents are not all-seeing and that plates break very easily.

Conclusion 2: There's nothing more demonic than two bored twins. ~Signed Tamaki

I needed to keep my ears open for signs of mischief from woodwork-destroying parakeets, or from quacks of distress from an outdoor duck that had fallen afoul of its flock.

Got 'ny sense! See here, bub, does your mother know you're out?

Dill if you don't hush I'll knock you bowlegged.

He's going to make me some invisible ink, and I'm going to write Dill in it. Francis asked what was the use of that. Well can't you just see his face when he gets a letter from me with nothing in it? It'll drive him nuts.