Hums Quotes

1. "But it isn't easy,' said Pooh. 'Because Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. And all you can do is to go where they can find you."
Author: A.A. Milne

2. "I wish to go with you, not as man and wife, but merely as friends, travel companions, the sort of happy-go-lucky chums about whom rollicking old ballads of the road are written."
Author: Alex Flinn

3. "As he hums the melody softly into my ear, I can feel the notes seep deep into my skin and bones, and birth an ache in my soul I never knew existed. What is this, if not impossible?"
Author: Ashley Poston

4. "When I'm old and gray, I want to have a house by the sea. And paint. With a lot of wonderful chums, good music, and booze around. And a damn good kitchen to cook in."
Author: Ava Gardner

5. "What I Found in My DeskA ripe peach with an ugly bruise,a pair of stinky tennis shoes,a day-old ham-and-cheese on rye,a swimsuit that I left to dry,a pencil that glows in the dark,some bubble gum found in the park,a paper bag with cookie crumbs,an old kazoo that barely hums,a spelling test I almost failed,a letter that I should have mailed,and one more thing, I must confess,a note from teacher: Clean This Mess!!!!"
Author: Bruce Lansky

6. "The Lawyers Know Too Much THE LAWYERS, Bob, know too much.They are chums of the books of old John Marshall.They know it all, what a dead hand wrote,A stiff dead hand and its knuckles crumbling,The bones of the fingers a thin white ash. The lawyers know a dead man's thoughts too well.In the heels of the higgling lawyers, Bob,Too many slippery ifs and buts and howevers,Too much hereinbefore provided whereas,Too many doors to go in and out of.When the lawyers are throughWhat is there left, Bob?Can a mouse nibble at itAnd find enough to fasten a tooth in?Why is there always a secret singingWhen a lawyer cashes in?Why does a hearse horse snickerHauling a lawyer away?The work of a bricklayer goes to the blue.The knack of a mason outlasts a moon.The hands of a plasterer hold a room together.The land of a farmer wishes him back again. Singers of songs and dreamers of plays Build a house no wind blows over.The lawyers—tell me why a hearse horse snickers hauling a lawyer's bones."
Author: Carl Sandburg

7. "Destroy! destroy! destroy! hums the under-consciousness. Love and produce! Love and produce! cackles the upper consciousness. And the world hears only the Love-and- produce cackle. Refuses to hear the hum of destruction under- neath. Until such time as it will have to hear."
Author: D.H. Lawrence

8. "I feel like I was born and bred to stay self-motivated. I'm not one of those people who ho-hums and feels sorry for himself when something's bad."
Author: Dane Cook

9. "The mythology of your culture hums in your ears so constantly that no one pays the slightest bit of attention to it. Of course man is conquering space and the atom and the deserts and the oceans and the elements. According to your mythology, this is what he was BORN to do."
Author: Daniel Quinn

10. "And as we leave Donne and Walton on the shores of Metahemeralism, we wave a fond farewell to those famous chums of yore."
Author: Donna Tartt

11. "The day hums sweetly when you have enough bees working for you."
Author: Frank Herbert

12. "Darn! what a beautiful night! Heading towards Pandara Road-Gulati Restaurant, with open windows of my baby sedan and this broad chest guy with big brown eyes.He hums the oldies well and his Issey Miyake is making me lose the grip over my senses.One more thing is distracting me, he ain't wearing anything inside but a transparent white, V necked, cotton short Kurta.I can see the hair winking out and his collar bones!!Not only men get excited by transparent dresses but women as well.His broad shoulders and chest is my weakness and he knows it.This man is not doing good to me!It's a crime to seduce in this way, when you are not touched, when you are distracted by the aroma of his skin, when you know, he is well aware of the intentions..when you can't do anything except getting seduced by the corner stretching smile of a man with animal instinct..I certainly am missing myself to be tied up to the bedpost,choked and groaning his name!"
Author: Himmilicious

13. "My space chums think reality was once a primitive method of crowd control that got out of hand. In my view, it's absurdity dressed up in a three-piece business suit."
Author: Jane Wagner

14. "And we were taught to play golf. Golf epitomizes the tame world. On a golf course nature is neutered. The grass is clean, a lawn laundry that wipes away the mud, the insect, the bramble, nettle and thistle, an Eezy-wipe lawn where nothing of life, dirty and glorious, remains. Golf turns outdoors into indoors, a prefab mat of stultified grass, processed, pesticided, herbicided, the pseudo-green of formica sterility. Here, the grass is not singing. The wind cannot blow through it. Dumb expression, greenery made stupid, it hums a bland monotone in the key of the mono-minded. No word is emptier than a golf tee. No roots, it has no known etymology, it is verbal nail polish. Worldwide, golf is an arch act of enclosure, a commons fenced and subdued for the wealthy, trampling serf and seedling. The enemy of wildness, it is a demonstration of the absolute dominion of man over wild nature."
Author: Jay Griffiths

15. "...the wind hums low with sweet exultation, sings its lullaby, while you sleep ..."
Author: John Geddes

16. "En Kjøtpudding hører Pensionaternes Verden til, den er en tung Prøvelse paa Fat. Den kunde høve til et uhumsk rituelt Maaltid. Man spiser den med Gaffel eller Øse, saa længe til det ikke er mulig at bli mere bedøvet. Vi Landsfolk vi tygget Kjøtet selv før vi fik Maskine til det, vi syntes ikke det skade oss nævneverdi."
Author: Knut Hamsun

17. "If aw his hums and haws were hams and haggises, the country wad be weel fed!"
Author: Liz Lochhead

18. "I used to first go on to entertain an audience. But now I go, and this is really true - I go on to have fun with a crowd of my chums."
Author: Norman Wisdom

19. "It is also true that memory sometimes comes to him as a voice. It is a voice that speaks inside him, and it is not necessarily his own. It speaks to him in the way a voice might tell stories to a child, and yet at times this voice makes fun of him, or calls him to attention, or curses him in no uncertain terms. At times it willfully distorts the story it is telling him, changing the facts to suit its whims, catering to the interests of drama rather than truth. Then he must speak to it in his own voice and tell it to stop, thus returning it to the silence it came from. At other times it sings to him. At still other times it whispers. And then there are the times it merely hums, or babbles, or cries out in pain. And even when it says nothing, he knows it is still there, and in the silence of this voice that says nothing, he waits for it to speak."
Author: Paul Auster

20. "A capitalist economy hums when leading businessmen are bubbling with animal spirits and are prepared to sink their money into risky ventures."
Author: Paul Johnson

21. "When I say I love the silence, I'm not being entirely truthful. What I actually love are the abundant, delicate sounds that amplify when I am silent. These curious creaks, mutters, and hums compel my imagination."
Author: Richelle E. Goodrich

22. "They are doodlehums." "Doodlehums?""Antisocial individuals, intentional circumventors of statutes.""Oh, hoodlums. Yes I guessed that much on my own. What can you tell me about them?""Morton Zeemeister," he said, indulges in many such activities. He is the heavy one with the pale fur. Normally, he remains away far from the scene of his hoodling, employing agents to execute it for him. The other, Jamie Buckler, is one such. He has hoodled well for Zeemeister over the years and was recently promoted by him to guard his body."
Author: Roger Zelazny

23. "...Roland de Chumsfanleigh (it wasn't his fault)."
Author: Terry Pratchett

24. "My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness."
Author: Virginia Woolf

25. "An Afternoon in the StacksClosing the book, I find I have left my headinside. It is dark in here, but the chapters opentheir beautiful spaces and give a rustling sound,words adjusting themselves to their meaning.Long passages open at successive pages. An echo,continuous from the title onward, humsbehind me. From in here the world looms,a jungle redeemed by these linked sentencescarved out when an author traveled and a readerkept the way open. When this book endsI will pull it inside-out like a sockand throw it back in the library. But the rumorof it will haunt all that follows in my life.A candleflame in Tibet leans when I move."
Author: William Edgar Stafford

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