Quotes About Mischief

The world of the soap opera is the world of the Emancipated American Woman, a creature whose idleness is employed to no other purpose but creating mischief.

The fundamental premises of the law are mischief for mischief, magic for magic, violence for violence.

Troublemaking is just about the only thing I'm good at

When the situation seems hopeless you need Lift: "Relax, grandpa. Steal the rock. I can do that.

Some are 'industrious' and appear to love labor for its own sake, or perhaps because it keeps them out of worse mischief; to such I have at present nothing to say.

the arrows of fortune ….. derive their force from the velocity with which they are discharged; for, when they approach you by slow and perceptible degrees, they have but very little power to do you mischief.

In fact, tell him I've diddled him, and perhaps somebody else.

Be the trouble you want to see in the world.

That wasn't any act of God. That was an act of pure human fuckery.

The balance of power is the scale of peace. The same balance would be preserved were all the world destitute of arms, for all would be alike; but since some will not, others dare not lay them aside.… Horrid mischief would ensue were one half the world deprived of the use of them; … the weak will become a prey to the strong.

Writing is a form of mischief.

I lived with older sisters, and I'd bang pots and pans when they slept.

When you get a question like, 'Did you like meeting Her Majesty?' 'No, I thought she was a slob.' I mean, what are you going to say... The mischief comes into me when I'm doing a Q&A, I'm 9 years old again. I don't get mad. I do get offended.

I was a good Indian girl, but naughty in that I would often sneak out of the back door and into the garden and go off with my friends when I should have been at home cooking or cleaning.

It's so much fun to play the bad girl. Everybody has that little side of them they never really get to get out.

But there were other victims as well, even after Woland left the capital, and these victims, sadly enough, were black cats.

How the English love playing at being naughty boys!

Kendra wished for a rock to throw at her brother.

Well, for heaven's sake, don't leave her unattended. You never know what she might do," she snapped and promptly appeared in the doorway.

Chuckling darkly over

An' things ha' come to a pretty pass, ye ken, if people are going to leave stuff like that aroound where innocent people could accidentally smash the door doon and lever the bars aside and take the big chain off'f the cupboard and pick the lock and drink it!

Horses, Death felt, shouldn't grin. Any horse that was grinning was planning something.

Nanny Ogg could see the future in the froth on a beer mug. It invariably showed that she was going to enjoy a refreshing drink which she almost certainly was not going to pay for.

It is considered in the Sto Plains that only scoundrels know the second verse of their national anthem, since anyone spending time memorizing that would be up to no good purpose.