Quotes About Passerby

The referee told me this league has never had a brawl of that magnitude," said Mr. Penderwick after a long, painful silence. "Of course, at the time I was pretending to be a casual passerby and not a father at all.

Clouds, this evening The same as always, like thirst, The same red dress, unfastened. Imagine, passerby, Our new beginnings, our eagerness, our trust.

And under that bridge sits a troll and demands every passerby pays him. Those who refuse have a leg injured, sometimes both. So I go to the alderman: "How much will you give me for that troll?" He's amazed. "What are you talking about?" he asks, "Who will repair the bridge if the troll's not there? He repairs it regularly with the sweat of his brow, solid work, first rate. It's cheaper to pay his toll.

I had a vision ... of being found on the pavement by some passerby, with a small punctuation mark ending my sentence of life.

With madness, as with vomit, it's the passerby who receives the inconvenience.

First of all, most poems aren't memorable; in fact, they make no impression at all. Sorry, but it's true. There are brave blurbs on the back cover ("writes with a lyrical luminosity that reconceptualizes experience with cognitive beauty") but you open up the goods and they're like condoms on the beach, evidence that somebody was here once and had an experience but not of great interest to the passerby.

Not one of the passerby showed the least interest in the proceedings. I wondered if I had missed yet another chance at escape, but if I did yell for help, who knew what the partisanship of the Lumm merchants was? I might very well have gotten my mouth gagged for my pains. This did not help my spirits any, for now that the immediate discomforts had eased, I realized again that I was sick. How could I effect an escape when I had as much spunk as a pot of overboiled noodles?

Having realized that her affection for Sinclair went far beyond friendship, there was only one thing for her to do. She took off her hat and banged her head against the nearest lamppost. Also realizing she was drawing attention from passerby, she put her hat back on and resumed walking.

How narrow he makes the street look!" a passer-by once exclaimed.

Ant-swarming city, city abounding in dreams, Where ghosts in broad daylight accost the passerby!

Go tell the Spartans, thou who passest by,That here, obedient to their laws, we lie.

Ich war dermaßen glücklich, dass ich mich aus Versehen in einer Mauer spiegelte, die in der schönen Jahreszeit glänzte, mein Auge lachte im Frühlingslicht, und das Licht spiegelte sich in den lachenden Pupillen eines Passanten.

Passerby, do not wish me well with your sour heart. Go away. And I shall be well by your being gone.

Le mot tantôt comme un passant mystérieux de l'âme, tantot comme un polype noir de l'océan pensê.

The guards eat out in the open, I said. They don't swallow their deaths because the passerby know the sound of the snapping twigs and the sour belch of poverty.

If you wanted to reassemble Elijah's afternoon, you could probably do it by stringing together all the photographs and all of the frames of videotape that he walks into. Always a passerby, he is immortalized and unknown.

She tried to make her eyes seem tender; she did not know why, for no reason, for pleasure, the pleasure of charity, of a little vanity, and also gratuity, the pleasure of carving your name into a tree trunk for a passerby whom you will never see, the pleasure of throwing a bottle into the ocean.