Quotes About Holes

That's horse country, of course, where women do their shopping in jodhpurs or jeans with holes at the knees and men walk around in flip-flops and everyone gets Lyme disease.

This case reminds me of one in which I likened the Plaintiff's case to a colander, because it was so full of holes.

There are holes," Myron admitted. "There are chasms of leviathan proportions," Win corrected.

Many critics are like woodpeckers, who, instead of enjoying the fruit and shadow of a tree, hop incessantly around the trunk, pecking holes in the bark to discover some little worm or other.

Do not trust your memory; it is a net full of holes; the most beautiful prizes slip through it.

Some men's deaths left little besides unfulfilled obligations and the inconvenience of a corpse. The departure of others tore holes in the hearts of those who were fortunate enough to know them.

Phillip was sort of a strange genius, because he figured out exactly where the holes were in the system, and he used them. He didn't 'fall between the cracks.' He lived in the cracks.

I read the stories I've been told in my own way and make a narrative of them. Narrative is a chain of links, and I link furiously, merrily hurdling over holes, gaps, and secrets. Nevertheless, I try to remind myself that the holes are there. They are always there, not only in the lives of others but in my own life as well.

I wonder now whether it isn't dangerous to assign significance to that which is essentially vacant, but we can't seem to avoid it. We cover up the holes with our speech, explaining away the emptiness until we forget it is there.

Nonetheless, Donahue was convinced that the rest of the medical evidence, plus the direction of the fibers around the holes in the President's shirt, reasonably supported the contention that Kennedy and Connally were hit by the same bullet. But could

I've already said an addict is a person with holes. These holes are either congenital, shot out, or carved and eaten away at until what remains is this thing, the hole. The hole can never be filled. The thing most likely to fill the hole is love, but love is fleeting, unreliable, conditional. Drugs are unconditional.

They walked back to Bosch's car in silence. Ballard guessed that they were both rethinking the scenario they had just spun, looking for holes in

I drilled holes in the floor of the club, and it's sinking.

where are the gods the gods hate us the gods have run away the gods have hidden in holes the gods are dead of the plague they rot and stink too there never were any gods there's only death

En la puerta en la cama: agujeros. En la mano, en el diario, en el tiempo, en el aire: todo lleno de agujeros, todo esponja, todo como un colador colándose a sí mismo...

I had holes in my jeans well before it was fashionable.

Hair is gross. It seems smart to shave it off." "You have hair." "I do not; I just have me. Think about it, Kaladin. Everything else that comes out of your body you dispose of quickly and quietly—but this strange stuff oozes out of little holes in your head, and you let it sit there? Gross." "Not all of us have the luxury of being fragments of divinity." "Actually, everything is a fragment of divinities. We're relatives that way.

The fear of death came and went, though right now her life force was strong. But she had never forgotten what went through her mind when she balanced on the railing of the bridge. Life wasn't just something that took care of itself. There were big black holes you could fall into with long, sharp spikes at the bottom, monstrous traps.

Even at its worst, there are tiny holes in the midnight canopy of my bad luck.

Silence fell like a hammer made of feathers. It left holes in the shape of the sound of the sea.

If anyone wants a hole in the ground, nuclear explosives can make big holes

If you watch 'E.T.' and say that there are holes in the story because this alien lands, then don't go to the movie! It drives me insane.

I've been to too many Dead concerts. There've been smokin' holes where my memory used to be.

Losses Most losses add something- A new socket or silence, A gap in a personal Archipelago of islands. We have that difference To visit- itself A going-on of sorts. But there are other losses So far beyond report That they leave holes In holes only Like the ends of the Long and lonely lives Of castaways Thought dead but not.