Stu Quotes

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Let's pretend for just one moment that could actually happen. You close your eyes and I'll close mine and let's dream the same dream across the Atlantic, lighting up the darkness between us. Can you see it, Stu? Can you see us up there, shining in all the black?
Annabel Pitcher (Ketchup Clouds)
When I bore you, just tell me to shut up, I won't be offended.' 'I like to listen,' Stu said. 'Then you are one of God's chosen. Let's go.
Stephen King (The Stand)
Oh Jesus, Digger on a horse,” Kelly said. “He kept threatening to make his horse into stew.” “He named his horse Stu,” Nick added.
Abigail Roux (Ball & Chain (Cut & Run, #8))
Harold glared sullenly at him again, the eyes those of a piggy little boy who wants the whole cookie jar to himself. Ain’t he going to be surprised, Stu thought, when he finds out a girl isn’t a jar of cookies.
Stephen King (The Stand)
Nie potrzebuję ciebie. I ty mnie nie potrzebujesz. Jestem dla ciebie tylko lisem, podobnym do stu tysięcy innych lisów. Lecz jeżeli mnie oswoisz, będziemy się nawzajem potrzebować.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Kevin: 'Hey, Dad. How do you stop people from being stupid?' Dad: 'You don't.' Kevin: 'Really?' Dad: 'I've tried to explain to people when they're being stupid, but then I realized something: Most people like being stupid.' Kevin: 'I don't get it.' Dad: 'Some people just prefer it. It makes their lives easier if they let other people think for them.' Kevin: 'But that doesn't make sense. That's just stu...Oh...
Barry Lyga (Hero-Type)
He's the Stu to my Billy Loomis
Goldy Moldavsky (The Mary Shelley Club)
Women are driven by fear or love while men are driven by their dick or ego.
Stu Schreiber
Stu walked Bennie over to Chris in the chair and parted his hair to reveal some tan little creatures the size of poppy seeds moving around on his scalp. Bennie felt himself grow faint.'Lice' the barber whispered.'They get it at school'. 'But he goes to private school' Bernie had blurted.'In Crandale,New York!
Jennifer Egan (A Visit from the Goon Squad)
Los edificios y los adoquines y las escaleras y los callejones y las iglesias y los parques…, todo, la ciudad entera, nos perteneció por un precioso instante que era largo y ancho y, Stu, lo llenamos hasta el último resquicio. Aquello era vivir. Vivir de verdad
Annabel Pitcher (Ketchup Clouds)
Lau­ren," he began gravely, "I would like four daugh­ters with wob­bly blue eyes and stu­dious horn-rimmed glasses on their lit­tle noses. Also, I've be­come very par­tial to your honey-col­ored hair, so if you could man­age…
Judith McNaught (Double Standards)
I think it's important for each of us to examine the reasons why we have survived our individual challenges, obstacles, and trials. It's not always easy to come to terms with the fact that God always has a greater purpose for us than we can have for ourselves.
Stu Jones
Never say let me be honest with you!
Stu Schreiber
Wild Horses" started in a B-minor chord, and Stu didn't play minor chords, "fucking Chinese music.
Keith Richards (Life)
Stu looked over his shoulder at the trailer. "She seems like a nice old lady, but jeez, that's a big dog." "Yes," said Liam. "But a small dragon.
Deborah Blake (Wickedly Dangerous (Baba Yaga, #1))
What does time have to do with anything? When two people have that kind of connection and you both can relate and help each other, like I know you both do now… who the hell cares about how long you’ve been dating? I say, when you know, you know.
Loni Flowers (Taking Chances)
So, Orion Dude, you’re an alien?” Stu said, finding it all very funny now. “Hmm. If you’re coming to my planet, Stu, actually you’re the alien! As for Titan... we’re all aliens,” Orion replied.
Ruth Watson-Morris (Fantacia (Voxian, #1))
What did your mom say?" "She said I better not be pregnant." Janie snorts. "What the hell is wrong with our parents, anyway? Wait -- you're not, are you?" "Of course not! Sheesh, Janers! I may not have gotten the best grades in school, but I'm not stupid. You know I'm on the Pill. And his Jimmy doesn't get near me without a raincoat, yadamean? Ain't nothin' getting through my little fortress!
Lisa McMann (Gone (Wake, #3))
Can't fail if I don't try." ... "You're absolutely right. You'd regret trying and failing. But I'll do you one better. If you don't try, give it all you've got, you'll regret the hell out of never knowing if you would have succeeded. ... "Because regret haunts you for the rest of your life," Sewanee chimed in from the cheap seats. She hadn't intended to say anything, but as soon as she felt the answer it was out of her mouth. She caught Marilyn's eye. Her mother smiled sadly at her. "It's like a ghost that refuses to leave your house." Stu bugged his eye. "Why's it gotta leave? What, you think you can get through life avoiding regret? Avoiding failure?" He laughed. "Spoiler alert" life is regret, life is failure. But like that ghost, you learn to live with it. Because failure makes success matter.
Julia Whelan (Thank You for Listening)
They had come and got him on the afternoon of the seventeenth, two days ago. Four army men and a doctor. Polite but firm. There was no question of declining; all four of the army men had been wearing sidearms. That was when Stu Redman started being seriously scared.
Stephen King (The Stand)
My doctors asked what was wrong when they found me pale faced and lifeless. I told them I spent an immense amount of time stuDYING.
Karen Quan (Better to be able to love than to be loveable)
It's good. I swear. Genesis loves it, and she wouldn't even eat eggs for dinner," Stu explains. As if this is the standard by which all food should be judged.
Katie Klein (The Guardian (The Guardians, #1))
Kenzo glances up from his chopping. “You look good enough to eat.” “Don’t tell that to Stu’s sleepwalkers,” I say.
Carolyn Crane (Head Rush (The Disillusionists, #3))
I know it’s technically goodwill to all men, but in my mind, I drop the men because that feels segregationist/elitist/sexist/generally bad ist. Goodwill shouldn’t be just for men. It should also apply to women and children, and all animals, even the yucky ones like subway rats. I’d even extend the goodwill not just to living creatures but to the dearly departed, and if we include them, we might as well include the undead, those supposedly mythic beings like vampires, and if they’re in, then so are elves, fairies, and gnomes. Heck, since we’re already being so generous in our big group hug, why not also embrace those supposedly inanimate objects like dolls and stu
Rachel Cohn (Dash & Lily's Book of Dares (Dash & Lily, #1))
...it could take a lifetime to really get to know someone. Do we ever really know everything about the people we love? No, I think that takes time, trust and respect.
Loni Flowers (Taking Chances)
Your own shortcomings are the best ground to grow your sense of humor.
Stu Konigsberg
Tender Warrior,” Adam replied and showed John the cover. “You can read it; I’m almost done. Check this out,” he said, thumbing backward through the pages. “It was written by Stu Weber, a Vietnam veteran, Special Forces. He became a chaplain.
Eric Blehm (Fearless: The Heroic Story of One Navy SEAL's Sacrifice in the Hunt for Osama Bin Laden and the Unwavering Devotion of the Woman Who Loved Him)
I never had a gay son." Stu gave an overly dramatic sniff. "But if I did, I'd want him to go to the city for dinner with a boy just like you." Petey slapped his back. "And don't forget all that sex they'll have afterwards." "Oh, yeah." Stu nodded. "If only my fictitious gay son could get as lucky as Lucho is gonna get tonight. That's all a man could ask for.
Z.A. Maxfield (My Cowboy Homecoming (The Cowboys, #3))
TOTALLY AMERICAN” personifies the dreams, inspiration, and ambition of the American people at a time we need it most. Reach deep in tribute to our founding Fathers, our Constitution, and our brave military forces. This is the fabric of America!
Stu Taylor
Bad or good, movies nearly always have a strange diminishing effect on works of fantasy (of course there are exceptions; The Wizard of Oz is an example which springs immediately to mind). In discussions, people are willing to cast various parts endlessly. I've always thought Robert Duvall would make a splendid Randall Flagg, but I've heard people suggest such people as Clint Eastwood, Bruce Dern and Christopher Walken. They all sound good, just as Bruce Springsteen would seem to make an interesting Larry Underwood, if ever he chose to try acting (and, based on his videos, I think he would do very well ... although my personal choice would be Marshall Crenshaw). But in the end, I think it's best for Stu, Larry, Glen, Frannie, Ralph, Tom Cullen, Lloyd, and that dark fellow to belong to the reader, who will visualize them through the lens of the imagination in a vivid and constantly changing way no camera can duplicate. Movies, after all, are only an illusion of motion comprised of thousands of still photographs. The imagination, however, moves with its own tidal flow. Films, even the best of them, freeze fiction - anyone who has ever seen One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest and then reads Ken Kesey's novel will find it hard or impossible not to see Jack Nicholson's face on Randle Patrick McMurphy. That is not necessarily bad ... but it is limiting. The glory of a good tale is that it is limitless and fluid; a good tale belongs to each reader in its own particular way.
Stephen King (The Stand)
Me?" said Bragg. "I'm not alive. Revived, from time to time - maybe. but not alive." Liar." Try me." You forget, Mister Bragg - Stu honey - Stuart darling - Bragg baby. I already have." They had almost reached their destination. Col said: "I don't have burn marks for nothing, my dear. I don't have these scars by chance. I'm covered with your fingerprints. Covered from head to toe and back again on the other side." You sound just like Minna," said Bragg. I know," Col said. "I know I do. I've been practising.
Timothy Findley (Dust to Dust)
The best way to live is to spend each day doing God's will, like what Christ showed us an example.
STU
Trying to be happy by accumulating possessions is like trying to satisfy hunger by taping sandwiches all over your body." - George Carlin
Stu Dunn (True Lies: A Guide to Reading Faces, Interpreting Body Language and Detecting Deception in the Real World)
Pod sobą samym wykopawszy zdradę, Coś z życia kończę, kończąc mecum-vade, Złożone ze stu perełek nawlekłych Logicznie w siebie -- jak we łzę łza -- wciekłych
Cyprian Kamil Norwid
Life has a way of fixing things. – Stu Callebrew (the Dugout’s owner and Matt Jacobs good friend/father figure)
Lori Borrill (Putting It To The Test)
To us, Stu. May we have happy days, satisfied minds, and little or no low back pain.
Stephen King (The Stand)
Stu asked me to marry him
Mary Downing Hahn (Stepping on the Cracks (Gordy Smith, #1))
but her husband, Stu, swept the chips out of her hand before the deal could be struck.
Liane Moriarty (Big Little Lies)
Stu, where you at?” “Up here in the library.” “You hurt?
Blake Crouch (Abandon)
Nie mówiłam o ludziach, tylko o człowieku. Ludzie to potwór o kamiennym sercu i stu gębach złaknionych krwi.
Robert M. Wegner (Niebo ze Stali (Opowieści z Meekhańskiego Pogranicza, #3))
In a way he shared Fran Goldsmith’s and Stu Redman’s urge to regroup. Until that could be done, everything would remain alien and out of joint.
Stephen King (The Stand)
And they never saw Stu Redman again.
Stephen King (The Stand)
the screams began. Of pain or of rage, Stu could not tell.
Stephen King (The Stand)
After all, the only practical compensation for having a nightmare is waking up and realizing it was all just a dream.” Stu smiled.
Stephen King (The Stand)
Government is an idea, Stu. That's really all it is, once you strip away the bureaucracy and the bullshit.
Stephen King (The Stand)
They pulled their ringtabs and Bateman raised his can. “To us, Stu. May we have happy days, satisfied minds, and little or no low back pain.
Stephen King (The Stand)
Wedle wspólnego raportu organizacji CDP i Climate Accountability Institute 71 procent całej emisji gazów cieplarnianych w ostatnich trzydziestu latach jest dziełem stu wielkich firm
Tomasz Stawiszyński (Co robić przed końcem świata)
The hosts of This Morning are agonizingly British—a middle-aged woman named Dottie in a tea dress and a man called Stu who looks as if he spends weekends yelling at mice in his garden.
Casey McQuiston (Red, White & Royal Blue)
My dad was a shooter, or submission wrestler, and he loved to stretch anyone who dared to show up at his door. I remember him stretching the daylights out of Father Roberts, the Catholic priest who baptized all the Hart kids. Father Roberts got closer to God in my father’s basement dungeon than he felt comfortable with. But Stu was non-denominational; he stretched a rabbi once too.
Bret Hart (Hitman: My Real Life in the Cartoon World of Wrestling)
You know something, Stu?' Reagan said to Stuart Spencer. 'Politics is just like show business... You begin with a hell of an opening, you coast for a while, & you end with a hell of a closing.
Jill Lepore (These Truths: A History of the United States)
Government is an idea, Stu. That’s really all it is, once you strip away the bureaucracy and the bullshit. I’ll go further. It’s an inculcation, nothing but a memory path worn through the brain.
Stephen King (The Stand)
Call me Ozzie, doll,” he called back. He hunched over the keyboard like a starving man hunches over a plate of food. “And there’s no need to conceal my weapons. I figure everyone should see what’s in store for them should they attempt to fuck with me.”“ Oh man.” Dan groaned and rolled his eyes. “Next thing you know he’ll be coming to work shirtless with bandoliers strapped across his chest and a red bandana tied around his head.” “Ah, so you have seen a movie or two.” Ozzie swiveled in his chair, his eyes sparkling with devilish glee. “Rambo, huh? I can give you Rambo.” He lowered his voice. “‘They drew first blood. Not me…’” “What a crock of bullsh—uh, crap.” Dan scoffed. “Are you sitting there dissing Stallone?” Ozzie demanded, making like he was about to stand in defense of the Italian Stallion. “No. I’m sitting here dissing you, you stu—
Julie Ann Walker (Hell on Wheels (Black Knights Inc., #1))
Did you know you snore in your sleep? You do this little gurgling, whining thing. Scared the shit out of me at first. I couldn’t tell if you were drowning or whistling at me. I started to stick a wad of napkins in your mouth.
Loni Flowers (Taking Chances)
The Warrior function is…unmistakable in Scripture…Within the epistles, the mature believing man is often described in militant terms–a warrior equipped to battle mighty enemies and shatter satanic strongholds. The heart of the Warrior is a protective heart. The Warrior shields, defends, stands between, and guards…He invests himself in “the energy of self-disciplined, aggressive action.” By Warrior I do not mean one who loves war or draws sadistic pleasure from fighting or bloodshed. There is a difference between a warrior and a brute. A warrior is a protector…Men stand tallest when they are protecting and defending.
Stu Weber (Tender Warrior: God's Intention for a Man)
If you’re positive and enthusiastic, people will want to spend time with you. — Jeff Keller And all of these great things happened because I tapped into Stu Kamen’s network … and then the Think & Grow Rich newsletter’s network … and then Jim Donovan’s network.
Jeff Keller (Attitude Is Everything: Change Your Attitude ... Change Your Life!)
Great literature, obviously, could not rescue anyone from so grievous a fore-shortening of perspective. It was naïve and false on my part to think that the stu-dents would be rescued by Western classics. I knew perfectly well that great books work on our souls only over time, as they are mixed with experience and transformed by memory and desire and many other books, great and small. At some time later, the perception of a ‘choice between freedom and sex’ would dis-solve into absurdity. But for a while, the idea worked its mischief.
David Denby (Great Books)
when you finish a barn, he told Nick and Stu and Fran after darkness has put an end to the search for the night, you hang a horseshoe eds up over the door to keep the luck in. But if one of the nails falls out and the horseshoe swings points down, you don't abandon the barn
Stephen King (The Stand)
Co-co… cosa… s-st… stai… fa-face…ndo?” Le catene di Gray non gi permettevano di raggiungere le sbarre della cella, ma avanzò quanto poté, come per unirsi a Bruto. “Sto… studiando le lettere. Ci provo. Non sono molto bravo.” “Pe-pe-perché?” “Perché sono goffo e stupido e…” “No! Pe-per…ché vu-vuoi… stu-stu…diarle?” “Me lo chiedono tutti. L’altro giorno sono andato a fare una passeggiata, e ho visto una libreria. Centinaia… no, migliaia di libri. Era come se ognuno di essi racchiudesse un segreto. Credo di voler vedere qualcuno di quei segreti.
Kim Fielding (Brute)
Caroline:   Hey honey this isn’t working out we Should break up sorry ☹ Stu:  What the hell we been dating for 5 yrs And we have 3 kids you break up with Me now. Caroline:  Sorry babe wrong person. Stu:  Good sugarcup I got so freaked out! Caroline:  Wait who was this going too
Jothees Buck (TEXT FAILS: The Collective Best Insults and Autocorrect Chat Text Format)
Kiedy sia­dasz do pi­sa­nia i chcesz cał­ko­wi­cie się temu oddać, mu­sisz wy­łą­czyć swo­je­go wewnętrz­ne­go ko­rek­to­ra. Choć bę­dzie cię kor­cić, by prze­czy­tać któ­reś zda­nie raz jeszcze, coś dodać, coś ująć, coś po­pra­wić – nie ule­gaj teraz tej po­ku­sie i po pro­stu płyń.
Klaudyna Maciąg (Pisz. Publikuj. Działaj. Jak tworzyć skuteczne treści w internecie)
Dad, seeing me start to drop back, reached out his hand to me. His eyes said, Grab hold. Let's run together. Still running, my little hand slipped inside his larger one. It was like magic! His power lifted me right off the ground. I took off in his strength. My speed doubled because my dad had hold of me.
Stu Weber (Tender Warrior: God's Intention for a Man)
Unknown to the sleeping family, three of their cell phones had been covertly switched on, providing the STU with interior audio listening devices paid for and put in position by the Edmonds themselves.  To the STU Team members, what civilians didn’t know about their own cell phones was simply mind boggling.
Matthew Bracken (Enemies Foreign And Domestic (The Enemies Trilogy, #1))
A woman can so easily crush a man’s spirit. With a look. With a word. With a shrug of indifference. . . . Her cynicism is utterly emasculating, and many times, incredibly subtle. Like a fine, thin blade it slices deep, penetrating to the very core of his masculine soul. Stu Weber, Four Pillars of a Man’s Heart
Rick Johnson (How to Talk So Your Husband Will Listen: And Listen So Your Husband Will Talk)
The truth has a certain validity.
Stu Strumwasser
Doing the right thing when it's convenient tells you nothing about a man's character.
Stu Strumwasser
Samantha: Listen, you need to get your head around the demographics of this place. So first of all you’ve got your blue collars—tradies, we call them. We’ve got a lot of tradies in Pirriwee. Like my Stu. Salt of the earth. Or salt of the sea, because they all surf, of course. Most of the tradies grew up here and never left. Then you’ve got your alternative types. Your dippy hippies. And in the last ten years or so, all these wealthy execs and banker wankers have moved in and built massive McMansions up on the cliffs. But! There’s only one primary school for all our kids! So at school events you’ve got a plumber, a banker and a crystal healer standing around trying to make conversation. It’s hilarious. No wonder we had a riot.
Liane Moriarty (Big Little Lies)
On November 5, to kick off the final, coordinated assault on Baluch, Stu Mansfield, positioned with Atta at the warlord’s mountaintop compound, ordered the drop of a bomb called a BLU-82, which Mansfield called “the Motherfucker of All Bombs.” A few minutes after dawn, barreling toward earth was the largest non-nuclear explosive device in the United States’ arsenal.
Doug Stanton (Horse Soldiers: The Extraordinary Story of a Band of US Soldiers Who Rode to Victory in Afghanistan)
- É, dele. Fran, por que parou de tomar o Venoral? Ela soltou um trêmulo suspiro e imaginou se deveria contar a Stu. Queria contar, mas temia a reação dele. - Ninguém pode prever o que fará uma mulher- respondeu por fim. - Ninguém- concordou ele.- Mas há meio de descobrirmos, talvez, o que estão pensando. - O que...- começou ela, mas Stu tapou-lhe a boca com um beijo.
Stephen King (The Stand)
In Ogunquit,” she said, “he was the most insufferable kid you could imagine. A lot of it was compensation for his family situation, I guess… to them it must have seemed like he had hatched from a cowbird egg or something… but after the flu, he seemed to change. At least to me, he did. He seemed to be trying to be, well… a man. Then he changed again. Like all at once. He started to smile all the time. You couldn’t really talk to him anymore. He was… in himself. The way people get when they convert to religion or read—” She stopped suddenly, and her eyes took on a momentary startled look that seemed very like fear. “Read what?” Stu asked. “Something that changes their lives,” she said. “Das Kapital. Mein Kampf. Or maybe just intercepted love letters.
Stephen King (The Stand)
But in the end, I think it’s perhaps best for Stu, Larry, Glen, Frannie, Ralph, Tom Cullen, Lloyd, and that dark fellow to belong to the reader, who will visualize them through the lens of imagination in a vivid and constantly changing way no camera can duplicate. Movies, after all, are only an illusion of motion comprised of thousands of still photographs. The imagination, however, moves with its own tidal flow.
Stephen King (The Stand)
I was the nicest person you’d ever want to know,” Alex recalls, “but the world wasn’t that way. The problem was that if you were just a nice person, you’d get crushed. I refused to live a life where people could do that stu to me. I was like, OK, what’s the policy prescription here? And there really was only one. I needed to have every person in my pocket. If I wanted to be a nice person, I needed to run the school.
Susan Cain (Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking)
It's very difficult to strike that balance - and I'm not convinced that many Christian filmmakers, writers, ect, are willing to take the risks necessary to even try. It's much safer and more profitable to tell a wholesome, feel good story (not that there's anything wrong with wholesome stories). But doing the opposite could mean offending potentially large swaths of your target audience by forcing them to confront the ugly truth that's present in each of our lives. I hate to say it, but a good number of Christians would rather feel safe, and good about themselves, than truly examine humanity's desperation and our need for the cross.
Stu Jones
– Szukam przyjaciół. Co znaczy „oswoić”? – Jest to pojęcie zupełnie zapomniane – powiedział lis. – „Oswoić” znaczy „stworzyć więzy”. – Stworzyć więzy? – Oczywiście – powiedział lis. – Teraz jesteś dla mnie tylko małym chłopcem, podobnym do stu tysięcy małych chłopców. Nie potrzebuję ciebie. I ty mnie nie potrzebujesz. Jestem dla ciebie tylko lisem, podobnym do stu tysięcy innych lisów. Lecz jeżeli mnie oswoisz, będziemy się nawzajem potrzebować.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (The Little Prince)
In 2015 John McDougall, an army chaplain, West Point graduate, and veteran of Iraq and Afghanistan, published Jesus Was an Airborne Ranger: Find Your Purpose Following the Warrior Christ. Stu Weber, a fellow Ranger who first met McDougall at West Point, contributed the book’s foreword. Setting aside the pretty-boy Sunday-school Jesus no real man could relate to, McDougall made clear that his savior was no Mister Rogers. He was a warrior who knew how to channel aggression when he needed to.
Kristin Kobes Du Mez (Jesus and John Wayne: How White Evangelicals Corrupted a Faith and Fractured a Nation)
The truth is that I want you. I have always wanted you, and you know that.” “I hate that word,” she burst out, trying unsuccessfully to break free of his grasp. “I don’t think you know what it means.” “I know you say it every time you force yourself on me.” “And every time I do, you melt in my arms.” “I will not marry you,” Elizabeth said furiously, mentally circling for some way out. “I don’t know you. I don’t trust you.” “But you do want me,” he told her with a knowing smile. “Stop saying that, damn you! I want an old husband, I told you that,” she cried, mindlessly saying anything she could think of to put him off. “I want my life to be mine. I told you that, too. And you came dashing to England and-and bought me.” That brought her up short, and her eyes began to blaze. “No,” he stated firmly, though it was splitting hairs, “I made a settlement on your uncle.” The tears she’d been fighting valiantly to hide began to spill over her lashes. “I am not a pauper,” she cried. “I am not a p-pauper,” she repeated, her voice choking with tears. “I have-had-a dowry, damn you. And if you were so stu-stupid you let him swindle you out of it, it serves you right!
Judith McNaught (Almost Heaven (Sequels, #3))
At Tulliallan Police College DI John Rebus based at St. Leonard’s police station in Edinburgh DI James “Jazz” McCullough based in Dundee DI Francis Gray based in Glasgow DS Stu Sutherland based in Livingston DI Thomas “Tam” Barclay based in Falkirk DC Allan Ward based in Dumfries DCI Archibald Tennant the Resurrection Men’s boss Andrea Thomson career analyst The Rico Lomax Murder Case Eric “Rico” Lomax murder victim Fenella Rico’s widow “Chib” Kelly Fenella’s current lover, Glasgow bar owner and criminal Richard “Dickie” Diamond Rico’s friend Malky Dickie’s nephew, barman in Edinburgh Jenny Bell Dickie’s onetime girlfriend Bernie Johns deceased Glasgow drug baron
Ian Rankin (Resurrection Men (Inspector Rebus, #13))
A teach­er in Ok­la­homa re­flect­ed on the post-​grad­ua­tion af­ter­math of stu­dent so­cial di­vi­sions. “The in crowd al­ways hangs to­geth­er, even af­ter grad­ua­tion. They are the ones who will be­come debutantes af­ter their fresh­man year in col­lege. The oth­ers tend to drift away. They don’t get in­vit­ed to the par­ties, they are laughed at be­cause they aren’t wear­ing de­sign­er clothes, etc.,” she said. But when it comes down to the pop­ular stu­dents ver­sus the out­casts, the lat­ter “are more sure of them­selves (even with the ridicule), and usu­al­ly turn out to be more suc­cess­ful and well-​adjust­ed. I would take the out­casts in a heart­beat.” So would I.
Alexandra Robbins
Nie jesteście podobne do mojej róży, nie macie jeszcze żadnej wartości[...]Nikt was nie oswoił i wy nie oswoiłyście nikogo. Jesteście takie, jaki był dawniej lis. Był zwykłym lisem podobnym do stu tysięcy innych lisów. Lecz zrobiłem go swoim przyjacielem i teraz jest dla mnie jedyny na świecie.[...]Jesteście piękne, lecz próżne[...]Nie można dla was poświęcić życia. Oczywiście moja róża wydawałaby się zwykłemu przechodniowi podobna do was. Lecz dla mnie ona jedyna ma większe znaczenie niż wy wszystkie razem, ponieważ ją właśnie podlewałem. Ponieważ ją przykrywałem kloszem. Ponieważ ją właśnie osłaniałem. Ponieważ właśnie dla jej bezpieczeństwa zabijałem gąsienice[...]. Ponieważ słuchałem jej skarg, jej wychwalań się, a czasem jej milczenia. Ponieważ... jest moją różą.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Athletes, by and large, are people who are happy to let their actions speak for them, happy to be what they do. As a result, when you talk to an athlete, as I do all the time in locker rooms, in hotel coffee shops and hallways, standing beside expensive automobiles—even if he’s paying no attention to you at all, which is very often the case—he’s never likely to feel the least bit divided, or alienated, or one ounce of existential dread. He may be thinking about a case of beer, or a barbecue, or some man-made lake in Oklahoma he wishes he was waterskiing on, or some girl or a new Chevy shortbed, or a discothèque he owns as a tax shelter, or just simply himself. But you can bet he isn’t worried one bit about you and what you’re thinking. His is a rare selfishness that means he isn’t looking around the sides of his emotions to wonder about alternatives for what he’s saying or thinking about. In fact, athletes at the height of their powers make literalness into a mystery all its own simply by becoming absorbed in what they’re doing. Years of athletic training teach this; the necessity of relinquishing doubt and ambiguity and self-inquiry in favor of a pleasant, self-championing one-dimensionality which has instant rewards in sports. You can even ruin everything with athletes simply by speaking to them in your own everyday voice, a voice possibly full of contingency and speculation. It will scare them to death by demonstrating that the world—where they often don’t do too well and sometimes fall into depressions and financial imbroglios and worse once their careers are over—is complexer than what their training has prepared them for. As a result, they much prefer their own voices and questions or the jabber of their teammates (even if it’s in Spanish). And if you are a sportswriter you have to tailor yourself to their voices and answers: “How are you going to beat this team, Stu?” Truth, of course, can still be the result—“We’re just going out and play our kind of game, Frank, since that’s what’s got us this far”—but it will be their simpler truth, not your complex one—unless, of course, you agree with them, which I often do. (Athletes, of course, are not always the dummies they’re sometimes portrayed as being, and will often talk intelligently about whatever interests them until your ears turn to cement.)
Richard Ford (The Sportswriter)
Bir gün buraya dönüp sana katılma teklifini tekrarlarsan muhtemelen kabul ederim Stu.İnsan ırkının laneti bu.Sosyallik.Aslında İsa şunu demeliydi. "Evet,hakikaten,iki ya da üçümüz bir araya geldiğinde bir başkasının canına okuyacak." Sana sosyolojinin bize insan ırkı hakkında bilgiler verdiğini söylememe gerek var mı?Bak şöyle anlatayım.Bana tek başına bir kadın ve ya erkek göster,sana bir aziz göstereyim.Sayıları ikiyi bulursa aşık olurlar.Üç olursa, 'topluluk' adını verdiğimiz şirin oluşum meydana gelir.Dört kişi olurlarsa bir piramit inşa ederler.Sayıları beş olursa biri dışlanır.Altı kişi olduklarında önyargıyı tekrar icat ederler.Yedi kişi olursa yedi yılda savaşı tekrar icat ederler.İnsan,Tanrı'nın yeryüzündeki yansıması olabilir,ama insan toplumu,şeytanın yansımasıdır ve daima eve dönmeye çalışır.
Stephen King (The Stand)
Do you really not think sad things can be beautiful?” I say as Jamie drives me home. He isn’t shallow; surely he has felt what I’m talking about. His favorite song was on the radio when we got in and I wasn’t allowed to speak until now. I’ve been thinking of examples to make him understand. Jamie doesn’t take his eyes off the road, doesn’t look at me. “Nope,” he says. “You’re just weird.” “Why does that make me weird?” I say. I momentarily forget my arguments and examples. “Just because I think something different from you doesn’t make me weird.” “I bet if we took a survey, everybody would agree with me.” “That doesn’t make you right,” I say. “And you’re supposed to be against being just like everybody else.” “It’s not about being like everybody else. When someone dies, it’s bad,” Jamie says. “That’s just something everybody knows.” “You don’t understand,” I say. “I do understand,” he says. He pulls the car into my driveway. “You just see things differently and that’s okay, because I like you weird. You’re my weird, morbid pretty girl.” I let him kiss me good night. I sigh. “Hey,” he says. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing,” I say. “What?” he asks. “What about Romeo and Juliet?” I say. “That’s beautiful and sad.” “But that’s not real life.” “So?” “There’s real life and then there are books, Autumn,” Jamie says. “In real life, it would just be sad and stu pid.” “How could two people dying for love be stupid?” I say. We are sitting in the dark facing each other in the seats, our seatbelts off. “It’s stupid to kill yourself,” Jamie says. “That’s what cowards do.” “I think it’s brave,” I say. “And I think it’s beautiful that they loved each other so much that they couldn’t live without the other one.
Laura Nowlin (If He Had Been With Me (If He Had Been with Me, #1))
Staying power. The bottom line? Stay with it, man. Stick by your commitments. Stand by your promises. Never, never let go, no matter what. When marriage isn’t fun … stay in it. When parenting is over your head … stay at it. When work is crushing your spirit … don’t let it beat you. When the local church is overwhelmed with pettiness … stay by it. When your children let you down … pick them up. When your wife goes through a six-month mood swing … live with it. When it’s fourth and fourteen with no time on the clock … throw another pass.
Stu Weber (Tender Warrior: Every Man's Purpose, Every Woman's Dream, Every Child's Hope)
He was standing on a country road, at the precise place where the black hot top gave up to bone-white dirt. A blazing summer sun shone down. On both sides of the road there was green corn, and it stretched away endlessly. There was a sign, but it was dusty and he couldn’t read it. There was the sound of crows, harsh and far away. Closer by, someone was playing an acoustic guitar, fingerpicking it. Vic Palfrey had been a picker, and it was a fine sound. This is where I ought to get to, Stu thought dimly. Yeah, this is the place, all right. What was that tune? “Beautiful Zion”? “The Fields of My Father’s Home”? “Sweet Bye and Bye”? Some hymn he remembered from his childhood, something he associated with full immersion and picnic lunches. But he couldn’t remember which one. Then the music stopped. A cloud came over the sun. He began to be afraid. He began to feel that there was something terrible, something worse than plague, fire, or earthquake. Something was in the corn and it was watching him. Something dark was in the corn. He looked, and saw two burning red eyes far back in the shadows, far back in the corn. Those eyes filled him with the paralyzed, hopeless horror that the hen feels for the weasel. Him, he thought. The man with no face. Oh dear God. Oh dear God no. Then the dream was fading and he awoke with feelings of disquiet, dislocation, and relief. He went to the bathroom and then to his window. He looked out at the moon. He went back to bed but it was an hour before he got back to sleep. All that corn, he thought sleepily. Must have been Iowa or Nebraska, maybe northern Kansas. But he had never been in any of those places in his life.
Stephen King (The Stand)
it died away, Stu said: “This wasn’t on the agenda, but I wonder if we could start by singing the National Anthem. I guess you folks remember the words and the tune.” There was that ruffling, shuffling sound of people getting to their feet. Another pause as everyone waited for someone else to start. Then a girl’s sweet voice rose in the air, solo for only the first three syllables: “Oh, say can—” It was Frannie’s voice, but for a moment it seemed to Larry to be underlaid by another voice, his own, and the place was not Boulder but upstate Vermont and the day was July 4, the Republic was two hundred and fourteen years old, and Rita lay dead in the tent behind him, her mouth filled with green puke and a bottle of pills in her stiffening hand. A chill of gooseflesh passed over him and suddenly he felt that they were being watched, watched by something that could, in the words of that old song by The Who, see for miles and miles and miles. Something awful and dark and alien. For just a moment he felt an urge to run from this place, just run and never stop. This was no game they were playing here. This was serious business; killing business. Maybe worse. Then other voices joined in. “—can you see, by the dawn’s early light,” and Lucy was singing, holding his hand, crying again, and others were crying, most of them were crying, crying for what was lost and bitter, the runaway American dream, chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected, and stepping out over the line, and suddenly his memory was not of Rita, dead in the tent, but of he and his mother at Yankee Stadium—it was September 29, the Yankees were only a game and a half behind the Red Sox, and all things were still possible. There were fifty-five thousand people in the Stadium, all standing, the players in the field with their caps over their hearts, Guidry on the mound, Rickey Henderson was standing in deep left field (“—by the twilight’s last gleaming—”), and the light-standards were on in the purple gloaming, moths and night-fliers banging softly against them, and New York was around them, teeming, city of night and light. Larry joined the singing too, and when it was done and the applause rolled out once more, he was crying a bit himself. Rita was gone. Alice Underwood was gone. New York was gone. America was gone. Even if they could defeat Randall Flagg, whatever they might make would never be the same as that world of dark streets and bright dreams.
Stephen King (The Stand)
She may not be all that bland. She looked quite fetching today, actually.' Terrance turned a glare on Stu. The man put his hands up as if to ward off an attack. 'Not that I noticed.
Mia Ryan (The Further Observations of Lady Whistledown (Lady Whistledown, #1))
He also cut another bit we liked—a character named Gravy Wallace who loved gravy. That was it—Gravy Wallace loved gravy. Maybe the showrunner was right and it was stupid. But maybe Gravy could’ve been the next Disco Stu.
Mike Reiss (Springfield Confidential: Jokes, Secrets, and Outright Lies from a Lifetime Writing for The Simpsons)
Reflex points for the key organ groups of adrenals, liver, kidney, colon, and stomach are located above and approximately one inch to the left and right of the navel. Closest to the navel and below the other two are the kidney pressure points (or reflexes). One inch above the kidney reflex points are the adrenal points (one inch to the left and right and two inches above the navel). Three inches above and one inch to the left and right of the navel are the reflex points for the liver. Stimulation of tender accupressure points for twenty to thirty seconds two to three times a day activates lymphatic (the body’s sewage system), blood, and energy flow to the muscles, organs, and glands. For daily maintenance, stimulate all the reflexes identified in the following illustration for three to five seconds. If a spot is especially tender, continue to “work” the spot for sixty seconds or until the tenderness is reduced. During athletic competition, stimulation can continue for two to three minutes.
Stu Mittleman (Slow Burn: Burn Fat Faster By Exercising Slower)
Perfectly imperfect, flawlessly flawful.
Aver Stu
Envision the goal achieved. Then rise to your feet and get to work. Success is the marriage of passion and perseverance; the reward of those who stay the course.
Stu Jones
At least now, if they think my arrest serves a higher purpose, they’ll raise hell, as folks would expect, but not bust me out.” “They’d do that?” Stu chuckled. “In a heartbeat. My mother might rule us with an iron paw and sturdy spoon, but no one hurts her babies.” “I’m glad I followed my gut then.” “So, I’m going to jail. Why me?
Eve Langlais (Freakn' Cougar (Freakn' Shifters, #6))
As Stu Patter explained it, the basic rationale of the partnership mandate was to ensure the quality of the dating pool. "I talked this issue over with the President many times. She was skeptical at first. 'Isn't it heavy-handed to force people to date?' Well, maybe, but viewed another way, the people who don't go out on dates are forcing other people not to be able to see them. And when those young invincibles eventually decide that they want to date people, they will further weaken the quality of the dating pool by siphoning off the most attractive people who selflessly entered the dating pool. The only way you can ensure that the dating pool remains strong is to get those young invincible attractives into the pool as soon as possible. Hence the partnership mandate." While
Michael DiBaggio (Imagining Liberty: Volume 1)
No one played songs here. No one listened to music or told stories. They didn't even realise not doing those things made them bad people. The worst thing was I didn't think Aunty Kat was a bad person, she was just a ghost of a person, and I knew why. Uncle Stu made people doubt they existed, and when you doubted you existed long enough, you started to disappear.
Becky Manawatu (Auē)
There are many men who have reminded me of Stu. It's a masculine asset to be the host, the mayor. The confident bonhomie is a kind of shorthand: it's short for having a big dick. Later, when I was teaching near Prague, I met a woman who liked to discuss Rasputin; she harbored a barely concealed lust for Rasputin and only dated men who had big wild eyes. She said, about Rasputin. "He had a great big dick." No, I thought, but in all likelihood he was an excellent host.
Rebecca Rukeyser (The Seaplane on Final Approach)
It was criminal we never got Billy x Stu. They were the true 90s couple.
Tate Monroe (Harbingers)
John and Paul always had a special link between them, a chemistry that added to the heat: they knew intuitively how to share the stage and the limelight, how to spar with each other and how to play the audience so that the girls went wild. George, who played lead guitar, was quiet and serious. If anyone asked him why, he’d say that he couldn’t afford to make a mistake. Stu and Pete were quiet too, so the way was clear for John and Paul to take centre stage.
Cynthia Lennon (John)
She calmly raised the stun gun to her lips as if blowing away imaginary smoke. With a wry smile, she acknowledged the group of women gathered in her living room to witness her in-home presentation. “And that, ladies, is how you keep from becoming a statistic.
Stu Summers (Summers' Love)
You need to get a different part-time job. And preferably one that does not involve shocking me with a stun gun. What if one of those ladies zaps a guy just because he stops her to ask for directions? Ever thought about that?” “If men weren’t always leering and groping, we wouldn’t have to arm ourselves.” “We’re not all like that.” “Can’t prove it by the guys I’ve dated.
Stu Summers (Summers' Love)
You’re right to be cautious,” said Kate, producing a forced look of concern. “Buying a handgun is a huge step. In addition to the costs, background check, paperwork, license fees, and the fact that you’re basically buying into the whole male violence culture, there’s the real possibility that you will actually have to shoot someone. That’s why I love my stun gun.” She cuddled it in her upturned palm. “In a way it’s better than a handgun because it doesn’t actually kill the perp—only makes him wish he were dead.
Stu Summers (Summers' Love)
A third of all female murder victims are killed by their spouse or partner. One-quarter of women would be sexually assaulted before they turned fifty. Another third would be molested by a boyfriend, husband, or relative. We don’t need tougher background checks on gun buyers, Kate wanted to say. We need better background checks on our dates.
Stu Summers (Summers' Love)
Our cool factor went off the charts with Stu roaming the halls and performing “Rapper’s Delight” on karaoke nights. He brought a spirit and a style that had never been seen, never been felt before, at ESPN.
Stuart Scott (Every Day I Fight)