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Rubbing It Quotes (page 3)

J. D. Salinger quote: "If you had a million years to do it in, you couldn't rub out..."
If you had a million years to do it in, you couldn't rub out even half the "Fuck you" signs in the world. It's impossible. J. D. Salinger
He says that it is good luck to rub the head of a dwarf - Haldon said after an exchange with the guard in his own tongue. Tyrion forced himself to smile at the man. Tell him that it is even better luck to suck on a dwarf’s cock. George R. R. Martin
You've got no right to hate the Major. He didn't force you."Force me? FORCE me? He's KILLING me, that's all!"It's still not-"Shut up," Baker said curtly, and Garraty shut. He rubbed the back of his neck briefly and stared up into the whitish-blue sky. His shadow was deformed huddle almost beneath his feet. He turned up his third canteen of the day and drained it. Baker said, "I'm sorry. I surely didn't mean to shout. My feet-"Sure," Garraty said."We're all getting this way," Baker said. "I... Stephen King
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire. The emotion derives from a double contact: on the one hand, a whole activity of discourse discreetly, indirectly focuses upon a single signified, which is "I desire you," and releases, nourishes, ramifies it to the point of explosion (language experiences orgasm upon touching itself); on the other hand, I enwrap the other in... Roland Barthes
I just don't like the word 'fun'--it's like Volkswagen, or bell-bottoms, or patchouli-oil or bean-sprouts...it rubs me up the wrong way. Tom Waits
« Eliza opened her furry black satchel. She pulled out a portable CD player. “Gav, look here. Once, I loved this machine. Because it plays all my CDs. But nobody buys music in the stores any more! Even I don’t pay for music, and I’m rich! I’m carrying a zombie in my purse!” “Well, yes, that platform is obsolete now, but a new business model will arise for music.” “No it won’t! That’s a lie! Nobody will ever pay! The music business is the walking dead! Don’t lie to me.” Eliza stuffed her... Bruce Sterling
J. G. Ballard quote: "I wanted to rub the human face in its own vomit, and force it..."
I wanted to rub the human face in its own vomit, and force it to look in the mirror. J. G. Ballard
In the company of the accomplished, people hope it will rub off on themselves, in the company of the misfortunate, they fear it! Bryant H. McGill
My mother told me I was begging her to be an actor when I was four. My father and my grandfather saw at least one or two movies a week; they were film buffs, so I guess it just rubbed off on me. And now it's kind of become a way of life for me. Giovanni Ribisi
Then Octavia drops to her knees, rubs the hem of a skirt against her cheek, and burst into tears. "It's been so long," she gasps, "since I've seen anything pretty. Suzanne Collins
Burn worldly love, rub the ashes and make ink of it, make the heart the pen, the intellect the writer, write that which has no end or limit. Guru Nanak
The roar of the traffic, the passage of undifferentiatedfaces, this way and that way, drugs me into dreams; rubs the features from faces. People might walk through me. And what is this moment of time, this particular day in which I have foundmyself caught? The growl of traffic might be any uproar - forest trees or the roar of wild beasts. Time has whizzed back an inch or two on its reel; our short progress has been cancelled. I think also that our bodies are in truth naked. We are only... Virginia Woolf
I sit back on my bed cross-legged and find myself rubbing the smooth iridescent surface of the pearl back and forth against my lips. For some reason, it’s soothing. A cool kiss Suzanne Collins
Blot your misdeeds out (if you are particularly conscientious), by a good deed, as soon as you can; just as we did a correct sum at school on the slate, where an incorrect one was only half rubbed out. It was better than wetting our sponge with our tears; both less loss of time where tears had to be waited for, and a better effect at last. Elizabeth Gaskell
If he lies pressed against me, he gently twines his legs about mine and our legs are merged by the very soft cloth of our pajamas; he then takes great pains to find the right spot to cuddle his cheek. So long as he is not sleeping, I feel the quivering of his eyelids and upturned lashes against the very sensitive skin of my neck. If he feels a tickling in his nostrils, his laziness and drowsiness keep him from lifting his hand, so that in order to scratch himself he rubs his nose against my... Jean Genet

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