Rub Quotes

1. "I am slow to learn and slow to forget that which I have learned. My mind is like a piece of steel, very hard to scratch any thing on it and almost impossible after you get it there to rub it out."
Author: Abraham Lincoln

2. "There is a lot of rubbish written about toilet humour - people saying it is childish and pretending it is beneath them - but there is no doubting the effectiveness of a really good willy gag."
Author: Adrian Edmondson

3. "Mengapa orang-orang harus berubah jika mereka masih bisa tetap sama?"
Author: Alvi Syahrin

4. "Mon Kate, qui était à moi, qui n'est plus à moi," he whispers as he kisses me. And then he says it in English. "My Kate, who was mine, who is no longer mine" -- he tiredly rubs his bloodshot eyes -- " because now you belong to fate."
Author: Amy Plum

5. "Why were there no police cars or working girls in the books. Where was all the rubbish on the streets and the homeless people? I remembered comparing the stories I read to my own life and finding nothing in them that that spoke to me about what things are really like."
Author: Bali Rai

6. "Were you bluffing about getting out?"Gabriel grabbed the door handle. When he was standing in the grit and rubble of the shoulder, feeling the rain trail down his collar, he hesitated before closing the door. "You know I don't even have a phone.""Would now be a bad time for a joke about smoke signals?""Fuck you."
Author: Brigid Kemmerer

7. "I am alone. Alone except for the sirens, alone except for the burning, empty city on the edge of a rotting, pollutedriver green with algae, host to rubber-skinned, gibbous-eyed things with mouths large enough to swallow me whole andprotruding stomachs ready to digest me."
Author: Caitlin Kittredge

8. "Folds of scarlet drapery shut in my view to the right hand; to the left were the clear panes of glass, protecting, but not separating me from the drear November day. At intervals, while turning over the leaves of my book, I studied the aspect of that winter afternoon. Afar, it offered a pale blank of mist and cloud; near a scene of wet lawn and storm-beat shrub, with ceaseless rain sweeping away wildly before a long and lamentable blast."
Author: Charlotte Brontë

9. "Not as the plants and flowers of Earth, growing peacefully beneath a simple sun, were the blossoms of the planet Lophai. Coiling and uncoiling in double dawns; tossing tumultuously under vast suns of jade green and balas-ruby orange; swaying and weltering in rich twilights, in aurora-curtained nights, they resembled fields of rooted serpents that dance eternally to an other-worldly music."
Author: Clark Ashton Smith

10. "Here it is undeveloped, a roll of film with all its mysteries locked up. I never took it anyplace, just left it waiting in a drawer dreaming of stars. That was our time, to see if Lottie Carson was who we thought she was, all those shots we took, cracking up, kissing with our mouths open, laughing, but we never finished it. We thought we had time, running after her, jumping on the bus and trying to glimpse her dimple through the tired nurses arguing in scrubs and the moms on the phone with the groceries in the laps of the kids in the strollers. We hid behind the mailboxes and lampposts half a block away as she kept moving through her neighborhood, where I've never been, the sky getting dark on only the first date, thinking all the while we'd develop it later."
Author: Daniel Handler

11. "I made a silent promise to myself--I would come back when no one was here, and I would read those words. Maybe at that moment I knew what a thief must feel, a jewel thief. The way his heart would quicken with need and envy and want when he gazed down at the promise of diamonds and rubies.The way he knew he would soon hold them in his hands,pretending they were his even if they could never be."
Author: Deb Caletti

12. "Philippa's letter, from an afflicted conscience, was not very much longer. … if I don't look for him, no one else will. You know I'm sorry. But I couldn't leave that little thing to wither away by itself Don't be sad. We're all going to come back. And you can teach him Two Legs and I Wot a Tree, and save him the top of the milk for his blackberry pie. He'll never know, if we're quick, that nobody wanted him.… Which had, Kate considered as she scrubbed off her tears, a ring of unlikely confidence about it, as well as rather a shaky understanding of the diet of one-year-old babies."
Author: Dorothy Dunnett

13. "I felt like I was walking on an airport's rubber conveyor belt."
Author: Douglas Coupland

14. "Ah, this delicious night air,' she said, luxuriously sniffing in the coolness. 'Night air and gardening are the great tonics. There is nothing so stimulating as bare contact with rich mother earth. You are never so fresh as when you have been grubbing in the soil - black hands, black nails, and boots covered with mud.' She gave her great jovial laugh.'I'm a glutton for air and earth,' she said. 'Positively I look forward to death, for then I shall be buried and have the kind earth all round me. No leaden caskets for me - I have given explicit directions. But what shall I do about air? Well, I suppose one can't have everything.'("Mrs. Amworth")"
Author: E.F. Benson

15. "It seems that almost every time a valuable natural resource is discovered in the world-whether it be diamonds, rubber, gold, oil, whatever-often what results is a tragedy for the country in which they are found. Making matters worse, the resulting riches from these resources rarely benefit the people of the country from which they come."
Author: Edward Zwick

16. "Onscreen, Foaly rubbed his eyelids with his index fingers."Yeah, yeah. Here we go. Captain Short goes rogue once more. Hands up who's surprised. Anyone?"
Author: Eoin Colfer

17. "I'm not a rubber stamp, and people know that. If you can convince me of the merits, you will have my vote every time."
Author: Fred Upton

18. "Suddenly, by the sort of violent effort with which one wrenches one's head away from the pillow in a nightmare, Winston succeeded in transferring his hatred from the face on the screen to the dark-haired girl behind him. Vivid, beautiful hallucinations flashed through his mind. He would flog her to death with a rubber truncheon. He would tie her naked to a stake and shoot her full of arrows like Saint Sebastian. He would ravish her and cut her throat at the moment of climax. Better than before, moreover, he realized why it was that he hated her. He hated her because she was young and pretty and sexless, because he wanted to go to bed with her and would never do so, because round her sweet supple waist, which seemed to ask you to encircle it with your arm, there was only the odious scarlet sash, aggressive symbol of chastity."
Author: George Orwell

19. "The streets were full of destruction and rubble, and this town I'd never liked, with its stupid people, stupid streets, and stupid houses, was now unrecognisable, now it had a truly unique beauty, and scantily-clad women traversed it like ghosts. A twelve-storey building in the city centre had totally collapsed. Caught up in her bed sheets, a woman who had fallen from the top floor found herself alive and alone on the pavement. Her husband had been thrown out of bed. From now on she would sleep forever, since reality was now as extraordinary as dreams."
Author: Ghérasim Luca

20. "All the comics are sigils. "Sigil" as a word is out of date. All this magic stuff needs new terminology because it's not what people are being told it is at all. It's not all this wearying symbolic misdirection that's being dragged up from the Victorian Age, when no-one was allowed to talk plainly and everything was in coy poetic code. The world's at a crisis point and it's time to stop bullshitting around with Qabalah and Thelema and Chaos and Information and all the rest of the metaphoric smoke and mirrors designed to make the rubes think magicians are 'special' people with special powers. It's not like that. Everyone does magic all the time in different ways. "Life" plus "significance" = magic."
Author: Grant Morrison

21. "Cold?" Ravus echoed. He took her arm and rubbed it between his hands, watching them as though they were betraying him. "Better?" He asked warily.His skin felt hot, even through the cloth of her shirt, his touch was both soothing and electric.She leaned into him without thinking. His thighs parted, rough black cloth scratching against her jeans as she moved between his long legs. His eyes half-lidded as he pushed himself off the desk, their bodies sliding together, his hands still holding hers. Then, suddenly, he froze."
Author: Holly Black

22. "Evet. Bu çok garip ama gerçekten özlemiyorum. Mavi gögü, yesil kirlari, akan sulari özleyecegimden emindim. Arza özgü bütün bu nitelikleri. Ama hiç birini de özlemiyorum. Onlari rüyamda bile görmüyorum."Selene, "Bazen öyle seyler oluyor" dedi. "Daha dogrusu vatan özlemi çekmediklerini söyleyen bazi Göççülerle karsilastim. Tabii öyleleri az. Ve hiç kimse bu küçük grubun müsterek özelliklerini anlayamiyor. Tabii türlü tahminler yürütülüyor. Kimisi bu Göççülerde ciddi bir duygusuzluk oldugunu, onlarin hiçbir sey hissedemediklerini söylüyor. Kimisi ise fazla duygulu olduklarini ve sinir krizi geçirmekten korktuklari için vatan hasreti duyduklarini itiraftan kaçindiklarini."
Author: Isaac Asimov

23. "If you've ever rubbed shoulders with insanity, he is a sweaty, foul-breathed cab driver who locks the door and takes you wherever he wants. The more you squirm to get out, the happier he seems to get. Insanity loves- no, needs-company."
Author: Jackson Galaxy

24. "I want to be in the Guinness Book of World Record's for something ridiculous like juggling poison-tipped porcupines, playing the piano blindfolded while tightrope walking in tights, or throwing a rubber ball in a circular rim adorned with a dangling white nylon net."
Author: Jarod Kintz

25. "My eyes are so close together that when I cross my eyes, my irises actually trade places. My skin is so craterous that Neil Armstrong annually rubs my face just to reminisce about his time on the moon. And my nose is so long that my penis is jealous. But enough about how handsome I am."
Author: Jarod Kintz

26. "Gandalf never had this kind of problem. He had exactly this problem, actually, standing in front of the hidden Dwarf door to Moria. Remember when . . . I sighed. Sometimes my inner monologue annoys even me. "Edro, edro," I muttered. "Open." I rubbed at the bridge of my nose and ventured, "Mellon." Nothing happened. The wards stayed. I guessed the Corpsetaker had never read Tolkien. Tasteless bitch."
Author: Jim Butcher

27. "Only you and I can help the sun rise each coming morning. If we don't, it may drench itself out in sorrow.You special, miraculous, unrepeatable, fragile, fearful, tender, lost, sparkling ruby emerald jewel, rainbow splendor person. It's up to you."
Author: Joan Baez

28. "Still, one could argue—and many did—that Greenspan, at least, had no business being quite so shocked. Over the years, countless people had challenged his deregulatory dogma, including (to name just a few) Joseph Stiglitz and Paul Krugman, both Nobel Prize–winning economists, and Brooksley Born, who was head of the Commodity Futures Trading Commission from 1996 to 1999. Born eventually became something of a Cassandra figure for the crisis, since she repeatedly called for regulating the market for derivatives, those ultracomplex financial products that eventually helped bring down the economy. Those calls were silenced when Greenspan, along with then-Treasury Secretary Robert Rubin and then-Securities and Exchange Commission Chair Arthur Levitt, took the extraordinary step of convincing Congress to pass legislation forbidding Born's agency from taking any action for the duration of her term."
Author: Kathryn Schulz

29. "I'm sorry I'm slow." He brushes my hair over my shoulder. "You're not slow." I raise an eyebrow. "I'm serious." When he sees I'm unconvinced, he rubs at his stubble and starts again. "I don't want you to give any more than you want. What makes this special is that you're into it. The moment you aren't, that's where I become a bastard for asking for more. I'm telling you, I've got no problem taking it slow."
Author: Katie McGarry

30. "Someone places a toy rubber snake in our room, the first time we see it we may believe that it is a real snake and be quite startled by it. Even though there is no actual snake in our room, a snake appears vividly to our mind. For a short time, we may cling to this appearance as real and develop fear as a result. However, if we look more carefully we will discover that the snake does not exist in the way that it appears. Clearly there is no real snake existing from its own side; we have merely imputed a snake with our conceptual mind."
Author: Kelsang Gyatso

31. "Jealous?' Luce asked. They were alone now. She threw her arms around his broad shoulders and looked deep into his violet eyes. 'Why would you be jealous?''Because,' he said, rubbing his hands across her back. 'Your dance card is full. For all eternity."
Author: Lauren Kate

32. "Inverted commas (or speech marks, or quotes) are sometimes used by fastidious writers as a kind of linguistic rubber glove, distancing them from vulgar words or clichés they are too refined to use in the normal way. This 'N' character in Iris Murdoch's novel evidently can't bring himself to say 'keep in touch' without sealing it hygienically within inverted commas, and doubtless additionally indicating his irony with two pairs of curled fingers held up at either side of his face."
Author: Lynne Truss

33. "The Chorus Line:A Rope-Jumping Rhymewe are the maidsthe ones you killedthe ones you failedwe danced in airour bare feet twitchedit was not fairwith every goddess, queen, and bitchfrom there to hereyou scratched your itchwe did much lessthan what you didyou judged us badyou had the spearyou had the wordat your commandwe scrubbed the bloodof our deadparamours from floors, from chairsfrom stairs, from doors,we knelt in waterwhile you staredat our bare feetit was not fairyou licked our fearit gave you pleasureyou raised your handyou watched us fallwe danced on airthe ones you failedthe ones you killed"
Author: Margaret Atwood

34. "In order to represent life on the stage, we must rub elbows with life, live ourselves."
Author: Marie Dressler

35. "A esperança é um urubu pintado de verde."
Author: Mario Quintana

36. "It is time to buddle (scrub in water) all that is not illutile (unwash-awayable). Baudelaire said that humans were deluded if they thought they could wash away all their spots with vile tears, but Baudelaire was French and therefore knew nothing about hygiene or shower gel."
Author: Mark Forsyth

37. "Della ricchezza non ci importa nulla.Del potere non ci importa nulla.Di voi ricchi potenti famosi signori dell'economia e della politica e della cultura, di tutti voi vincenti non c'importa nulla.E state pur certi che non tenteremo di rubarvi il posto, non tenteremo di portarvi via il pane d'oro, state pur certi che delle vostre grandi cose non desideriamo nulla.Perché sempre di più, e sempre più spesso, noi andiamo alla ricerca dei secondi, dei minuti, delle ore lente. Sempre di più desideriamo il vuoto, la leggerezza, la pace d'un soffio di vento che giunge da lontano e che va lontano.A voi ricchi potenti famosi signori, a tutti voi, lasciamo volentieri questo mondo qui.Noi ci prendiamo tutto il resto, noi ci prendiamo la vita."
Author: Massimiliano Santarossa

38. "I didn't know enough to dream you, Bree, but somehow you came true anyway. How did that happen?" He rubbed his nose along mine, pausing and then pulling back again. "Who read my mind and knew exactly what I wanted, even when I didn't?"
Author: Mia Sheridan

39. "Ah baby, you know I do what I want." Rubbing his chin on her hair, he squeezed her hip. "Man and wolf, we both adore you. No way am I letting you go after the hell you've put me through over the years."
Author: Nalini Singh

40. "Very soon the heavens presented an extraordinary appearance, for all the stars directly behind me were now deep red, while those directly ahead were violet. Rubies lay behind me, amethysts ahead of me."
Author: Olaf Stapledon

41. "Watching Italian opera, all those male sopranos screeching, stupid fat couples rolling their eyes about. That's not love, it's just rubbish."
Author: Peter Shaffer

42. "I stumble across the sea of tarmac, finding pavement, concealment and a brick wall. Palms brace against the scrubby surface. My stomach churns and then bubbles over, burning my throat as acrid yellow acid spills from my lips in frothy discomposure. It splatters the pavement like a spray of blood."
Author: Rebecca Clare Smith

43. "I see murky visions of other gods and rival magic."That REALLY didn't sound good."What do you mean?" I asked. "what OTHER GODS?""I don't know, Sadie. But Egypt has always faced challenges from outside –– magicians from elsewhere, even gods from elsewhere. Just be vigilant."~Ruby & Sadie Kane about...? Possibly Greeks?"
Author: Rick Riordan

44. "Yang tidak wajar justru ketika kita tidak punya rasa apa-apa terhadap aneka perubahan dan kondisi yang terjadi"
Author: Ririe Khayan

45. "Seorang patriot yang bertanggung jawab tidak sekedar berteriak minta perubahan tapi memimpin perubahan itu sendiri."
Author: SBYudhoyono

46. "Now, you look here! The first thing you got to understand is that all this uplift and flipflop and settlement-work and recreation is nothing in God's world but the entering wedge for socialism. The sooner a man learns he isn't going to be coddled, and he needn't expect a lot of free grub and, uh, all these free classes and flipflop and doodads for his kids unless he earns 'em, why, the sooner he'll get on the job and produce - produce - produce! That's what the country needs, and not all this fancy stuff that just enfeebles the will-power of the working man and gives his kids a lot of notions above their class."
Author: Sinclair Lewis

47. "If I hadn't already flown with him, I'd be scared. I'm above the water with nothing but his arms between me and an icy plunge. But his arms are wrapped tightly around me and his chest is warm. I lean my head against his muscular shoulder and close my eyes.He rubs his cheek against my hair"
Author: Susan Ee

48. "Then it's a deal, we're friends."[…]"Can we just make one conditional rule here? That if we get into a situation where we know—absolutely—that we're going to die, we can have—"She pulled her hand away. "Don't say it!"He did. "Sex."She glared her disbelief. "You are such and asshole!""I am," Ian agreed. I'm afraid that accepting me for who I am comes with the territory when talking friendship.""Stay in the shadows, asshole," she said, then turned to stalk up the lawn toward the deck."Thank you," he said as he headed for the shrubs. "I appreciate our open-minded acceptance of my asshole-ishness."And he wasn't sure, but he could've sword that he heard Phoebe laugh."
Author: Suzanne Brockmann

49. "Oh, Eva." He rubbed his cheek against my damp face. "I must've wished for you so hard and so often you had no choice but to come true."
Author: Sylvia Day

50. "Orr slept. He dreamed. There was no rub."
Author: Ursula K. Le Guin

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