Gimme A Break Quotes

Just because a relationship ends, it doesn't mean it's not worth having.

Everybody supports the troops," Dime woofs, "support the troops, support the troops, hell yeah we're so fucking PROUD of our troops, but when it comes to actual money? Like somebody might have to come out of pocket for the troops? Then all the sudden we're on everybody's tight-ass budget. Talk is cheap, I got that, but gimme a break. Talk is cheap but money screams, this is our country, guys. And I fear for it. I think we should all fear for it.

O Karma, Dharma, pudding and pie O Karma, Dharma, pudding and pie, gimme a break before I die: grant me wisdom, will, & wit, purity, probity, pluck, & grit. Trustworthy, loyal, helpful, kind, gimme great abs & a steel-trap mind, and forgive, Ye Gods, some humble advice— these little blessings would suffice to beget an earthly paradise: make the bad people good— and the good people nice; and before our world goes over the brink, teach the believers how to think.

You want it your own way. You’d just like to have a little peace; you’d like to have a little happiness, you know, just “gimme a break!” But the more you think that way, the more you try to get life to come out so that it will always suit you, the more your fear of other people and what’s outside your room grows.

My mother tells Tina that she doesn't like books where the protagonist is established as Sad on page one. Okay, she's sad! We get it, we know what sad is, and then the whole book is basically a description of the million and one ways in which our protagonist is sad. Gimme a break! Get on with it!

Zombies cannot run. I say this definitively as the godfather of zombies. Zombies cannot run. So anyone who has a zombie running...don't listen to that person. Their ankles would snap. I mean what did they do, go and join a spa the moment they rose from the dead? Gimme a break. They're dead.

Ego is like a room of your own, a room with a view, with the temperature and the smells and the music that you like. You want it your own way. You’d just like to have a little peace; you’d like to have a little happiness, you know, just “gimme a break!” But the more you think that way, the more you try to get life to come out so that it will always suit you, the more your fear of other people and what’s outside your room grows. Rather than becoming more relaxed, you start pulling down the shades and locking the door. When you do go out, you find the experience more and more unsettling and disagreeable. You become touchier, more fearful, more irritable than ever. The more you just try to get it your way, the less you feel at home.

We arrived at the police station and they parked and did the whole ‘hassle and grimace’ routine. I inwardly rolled my eyes. I mean really. ‘Hey Bob, looks like you had your hands full today.’ ‘Yeah Bill, she was a murderer; killed a boy.’ Oh geez, gimme a break. I’m fourteen years old and it was an accident. Yes, I’m totally the highlight of the day. I mean, lunatic Joe over there who murdered twelve people and committed burglary so isn’t important.

THE HYGGE MANIFESTO 1. ATMOSPHERE Turn down the lights. 2. PRESENCE Be here now. Turn off the phones. 3. PLEASURE Coffee, chocolate, cookies, cakes, candy. Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! 4. EQUALITY “We” over “me.” Share the tasks and the airtime. 5. GRATITUDE Take it in. This might be as good as it gets. 6. HARMONY It’s not a competition. We already like you. There is no need to brag about your achievements. 7. COMFORT Get comfy. Take a break. It’s all about relaxation. 8. TRUCE No drama. Let’s discuss politics another day. 9. TOGETHERNESS Build relationships and narratives. “Do you remember the time we . . . ?” 10. SHELTER This is your tribe. This is a place of peace and security.

Tell me, former human, what does cake really taste like? It's so nasty it makes me want to puke, so I don't know. But humans really seem to enjoy it. Donuts and tarts too. What was it like living without fearing fo your life? Not having to be afraid of ghoul investigators or other crazy ghouls? Cmon... Tell me! "Awful?" Gimme a break... Does that mean things have been nothing but awful for me since the moment I was born?!

Tell me, former human, what does cake really taste like? It's so nasty it makes me want to puke, so I don't know. But humans really seem to enjoy it. Donuts and tarts too. What was it like living without fearing for your life? Not having to be afraid of ghoul investigators or other crazy ghouls? Cmon... Tell me! "Awful?" Gimme a break... Does that mean things have been nothing but awful for me since the moment I was born?!

Two guys are walking their dogs, one of which is a black lab and the other a Chihuahua. Passing a bar, the lab walker says, "Let's get a beer." The other guy retorts, "We can't take our dogs in there," and the first guy says, "Watch." In he goes and orders a beer. "Sorry, you can't bring your dog in here," says the bartender. "But, he's my seeing eye dog." "Oh, okay. Here's your beer." Convinced, the Chihuahua owner follows, orders a beer, and gets the same response—No beer. "But, he's my seeing eye dog," he pleads. "Yeah, right," replies the bartender. "A Chihuahua as a seeing eye dog? Gimme a break." "They gave me a Chihuahua?

IS The Mansion haunted, do you think?" "Naw. There ain't no REAL haunted houses--just in the fuckin movies. But if there ever WAS one, it'd be The Mansion. I heard that a couple of years ago, two kids from Norwood Street went in there to bump uglies and the cops found em with their throats cut and all the blood drained out of their bodies. But there wasn't any blood on em or around em. Get it? The blood was ALL GONE." "You shittin me?" "Nope. But that wasn't the worst thing." "What was?" "Their hair was dead white. Both of em. And their eyes were wide open and staring, like they saw the most gross-awful thing in the world." "Aw, gimme a break.

Relationships don't work the way they do on television and in the movies. Will they, won't they, and then they finally do, and they're happy forever . . . gimme a break. Nine out of ten of 'em end because they weren't right for each other to begin with, and half the ones who get married get divorced anyway, and I'm telling you right now, through all this stuff I have not become a cynic, I haven't. . . . Yes, I do happen to believe love is mainly about pushing chocolate covered candies, and, you know, in some cultures, a chicken. You can call me a sucker, I don't care, because I do . . . believe in it. Bottom line . . . is couples that are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else, but the big difference is they don't let it take 'em down. One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time, if it's right, and they're real lucky. . . . One of 'em will say something.

Dolph called out, “You be careful tonight, Anita. Wouldn’t want you picking up anything.” I glared back at him. The rest of the men waved at me and called in unison, “We loove you.” “Gimme a break.” One called, “If I’d known you liked to see naked men, we could have worked something out.” “The stuff you got, Zerbrowski, I don’t want to see.” Laughter, and someone grabbed him around the neck. “She got you, man . . . Give it up, she gets you every time.” I got into my car to the sound of masculine laughter, and one offer to be my “luv” slave. It was probably Zerbrowski.

When I'm sitting in my counselor chair and I hear these phrases being spoken to a partner, I often stop the action and say "You are heading in the wrong direction. Proceed only if you intend to wreck this relationship.": "Haven't you gotten over that yet?" "I'm sorry that you were offended." "I asked for and received forgiveness from God." "I should be excused because I..." "You're too sensitive. It was only joking." "Why do you always..." "If you hadn't..." "You sound like your mother." "That's just silly." "That's life." "What's the big deal?" "To the extent that you were offended..." "Gimme a break." "You just need to get over it." "There's nothing I can do about that now. I can't take away the past." "Why can't you let bygones be bygones?

Joy from man...? Like we can't live without man's approval? Oh, gimme a break, pal! We are confident of the joy within and don't need to put up a showcase to prove it. We inhale and outhale joy that surpasses all's understanding, I mean all understanding.

through his scalp.  What was with these people at In-N-Out?  And why, after all these years, was he suddenly noticing these verses—the night before…? Pete pulled out his iPhone and googled the verse.  Like a heavy blanket, dread fell over him.  It read: Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hears my voice, and opens the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. “Gimme a break!”  He slid his iPhone back into his pocket and didn’t give it another thought.  He had a job to do, a reputation to protect. 

Karma, Dharma, pudding and pie, gimme a break before I die: grant me wisdom, will and wit, purity, probity, pluck and grit. Trustworthy, loyal, helpful, kind, gimme great abs and a steel-trap mind, and forgive, Ye Gods, some humble advice—these little blessings would suffice to beget an earthly paradise: make the bad people good—and the good people nice; and before our world goes over the brink, teach the believers how to think.

He did have a tough time,” Hoshino said, “but I think it was mainly his fault. I mean, he was so self-centered and uncooperative. All he thought about was himself and his music, and he didn’t mind sacrificing whatever he had to for it. He must’ve been tough to get along with. Hey, Ludwig, gimme a break! That’s what I would have said if I knew him. No wonder his nephew went off his rocker. But I have to admit his music is wonderful. It really gets to you. It’s a strange thing.

When it comes to Black women, sometimes Americans don’t recognize that sass is simply a more palatable form of rage. Americans adore sassy Black women. You know those caricatures of finger-waving, eye-rolling Black women at whom everyone loves to laugh—women like Tyler Perry’s Madea, Mammy in Gone with the Wind, or Nell from that old eighties sitcom Gimme a Break! These kinds of Black women put white folks at ease.

difficult. Nearly impossible, actually. He made mine vanish instantaneously. I’ve never heard of anyone capable of doing that.” “Guys, don’t worry about that yet,” Nicola said supportively. “I mean, we came here to get his attention, right? And we just did that. Now all we have to do is wait and see when he—” But before she could finish her sentence, the infamous Xavier appeared behind them. Aside from his golden cloak and somewhat messy hair, he was the spitting image of Zoltan. If it wasn’t for the fourteen-year age gap, you’d have thought they were twins. “You’re even weaker than I thought!” Xavier said loudly. “I can’t believe they sent you to Earth. You’re not capable of controlling the weather here!” As they had planned, Zoltan began taunting his evil brother. “Gimme a break,” he said. “I could’ve