Quotes About Mismatched

It's the look two odd socks give when they recognise each other in the wild.

The bottle and the cap don't fit: is the problem with the bottle or the cap?

With 'Mismatched,' we hope to bring back the Young Adult drama/ teenage drama genre.

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As a warm-up, Lambiase sets up A.J. with his cousin. The cousin has blond hair with black roots, overly plucked eyebrows, a heart-shaped face, and a high-pitched voice like Michael Jackson. She wears a low-cut top and a push-up bra, which creates a small, sad shelf for her name necklace to rest. Her name is Maria. In the middle of mozzarella sticks, they run out of conversation.

There's a gender in your brain and a gender in your body. For 99 percent of people, those things are in alignment. For transgender people, they're mismatched. That's all it is. It's not complicated, it's not a neurosis. It's a mix-up. It's a birth defect, like a cleft palate.

I never wear matching socks. It's kind of a thing that I have!

Needless to say that the ideas of this book fall squarely into the Tragic category: We are faulty and there is no need to bother trying to correct our flaws. We are so defective and so mismatched to our environment that we can just work around these flaws.

He looked as if he had been poured into his clothes and had forgotten to say "when."

Meg is planning your wedding? Honey, that's like asking the pope to plan a bar mitzvah.

hope felt like a borrowed sweater that didn't quite fit.

I feel like I am diagonally parked in a parallel universe.

I love slippers, but I have five dogs. So unfortunately, I have a lot of single slippers.

he stretched out beside her, uncomfortably close, as if they were lovers. Real lovers and not the most mismatched pair of fuck buddies ever.

I want to wear something that's not perfectly matching; there has to be something unorthodox about it. I want to create this mystery.

The combination of David Cassidy and William Burroughs was undeniably weird.

I feel like I am diagonally parked in a parallel universe.

not only do the edges not fit, they're not even from the same damn puzzle.

now? When she looked at herself she saw her outside changing, growing older, while inside she still felt young. Aging was a strange thing—made you feel like you were wearing a striped shirt and plaid pants. Mismatched. Because you never felt as old inside as you looked on the outside.

All of us are walking contradictions made of mismatched parts and anomalies.

If ever there were three mismatched riders, it was us- the crown prince of Dalbreck, the Assassin of Venda, and the fugitive princess of Morrighan. Sons and daughter of three kingdoms, each bent on domination of the other two.

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Mismatched images of violence and guns and God made the South a strange land and Anna a stranger in it.