Unquotable Quotes

I wish, when I was first born, the first thing I said was "Quote" so the last thing I said before I died would be "Unquote.

I really try to make movies as good as I can, and create a convincing character who means something to me and maybe other people. The notion of celebrity is kind of saying, ‘All that doesn’t matter. We’re not interested in the story you’re trying to tell. What interests us is you, your name, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, quote-unquote, and who you’re dating or what you’re eating or…’ And to me, that’s like, Wow, so you’re saying what I love and spend so much time caring about is irrelevant and doesn’t matter? Fuck you, too.

Seriously though, why am I naked?" I ask her one last time. "You said-and I quote, I want to feel the breeze of the house-air on my skin as I walk up three flights of stairs. I've never done that before. Bucket list! Unquote.

Nerds always say they don’t give a shit about popularity; but—not having friends sucks. I never liked quote unquote cool kids, personally—I thought they were all dumb little shits.

For the last week or so it’s like getting jabbed with a little needle every time I hear that word. Gram is trying to pretend how excited she is I’m finally in the eighth grade, like this is a really big deal. Which is a joke, because the only reason I got passed from seventh grade is because they figured this way the big butthead can be — quote — someone else’s problem, thank God, we’ve had quite enough of Maxwell Kane — unquote.

rabid distrust of what they consider authority without evidently once stopping to consider the rigid authoritarianism implicit in the rigid uniformity of their own quote unquote nonconformist uniform, vocabulary, attitudes

...poetry’s packaged as a late-night slot, a quote minority taste unquote, like water-skiing or goat-fucking or something.

Bar a weekly wrestle with the "Pink 'Un" and an occasional dip into the form book I'm not much of a lad for reading, and my sufferings as I tackled The Woman (curse her!) Who Braved All were pretty fearful.

Nothing is too small. Nothing is too, quote-unquote, ordinary or insignificant. Those are the things that make up the measure of our days, and they're the things that sustain us. And they're the things that certainly can become worthy of poetry.

Someone from my past gave me some good advice about making threats. They said, quote, threats are better served up cold, quick, and clear, unquote.

I don’t like the way white women use the question as an opportunity to list their ethnicities in an attempt to sound quote unquote exotic: I’m thirteen percent this and seven percent that.

Golf. A golf man. Is my tone communicating the contempt? Billiards on a big table, Jim. A bodiless game of spasmodic flailing and flying sod. A quote unquote sport. Anal rage and checkered berets.

We have imagined that a white hospital train with a white Diesel engine has taken you through many a tunnel to a mountainous country by the sea. You are getting well there. But you cannot write because your fingers are so very weak. Moonbeams cannot hold even a white pencil. The picture is pretty, but how long can it stay on the screen? We expect the next slide, but the magic-lantern man has none left. Shall we let the theme of a long separation expand till it breaks into tears? Shall we say (daintily handling the disinfected white symbols) that the train is Death and the nursing home Paradise? Or shall we leave the picture to fade by itself, to mingle with other fading impressions? But we want to write letters to you even if you cannot answer. Shall we suffer the slow wobbly scrawl (we can manage our name and two or three words of greeting) to work its conscientious and unnecessary way across a post card which will never be mailed? Are not these problems so hard to solve because my own mind is not made up yet in regard to your death? My intelligence does not accept the transformation of physical discontinuity into the permanent continuity of a nonphysical element escaping the obvious law, nor can it accept the inanity of accumulating incalculable treasures of thought and sensation, and thought-behind-thought and sensation-behind-sensation, to lose them all at once and forever in a fit of black nausea followed by infinite nothingness. Unquote.

Other hurdles were ideological. ‘I’m not fucking fighting to defend women’s right to wear the veil, the hijab, the niqab, whatever,’ she declaimed. ‘All these young women these days who describe the veil as a signifier of their identity. I tell them they are suffering from what that presently unfashionable philosopher Karl Marx would have called false consciousness. In most of the world the veil is not a free choice. Women are forced into invisibility by men. These girls in the West making their quote- unquote free choices are legitimising the oppression of their sisters in the parts of the world where the choice is not free. That’s what I tell them, and they are very shocked. They tell me they find my remarks offensive. I tell them I feel the same way about the veil. It’s exhausting. I’ve become embittered. I just needed to stop.

The hypothesis you refer to as God, though not disprovable by logic alone, is unnecessary for the following reason. “If you assume that the universe can be quote explained unquote as the creation of an entity known as God, he must obviously be of a higher degree of organization than his product. Thus you have more than doubled the size of the original problem, and have taken the first step on a diverging infinite regress.

All these young women these days who describe the veil as a signifier of their identity. I tell them they are suffering what the presently unfashionable philosopher Karl Marx would have called false consciousness. In most of the world the veil is not a free choice. Women are forced into invisibility by men. These girls in the West making their quote-unquote free choices are legitimizing the oppression of their sisters in the parts of the world where the choice is not free.

Okay, Dolly Brooke killed her because she was going to marry a quote nigger unquote, and how do we prove it?' He frowned. 'I have told you not to use that word in my hearing.' 'I was merely quoting. It isn't - ' 'Shut up. I mean the word 'unquote' and you know it.

Don't you have a girlfriend also?" Erin said. "Girls, doesn't Rupert P. have a girlfriend?" "Michelle Hornsbury," Apple said. "She's quote-unquote nineteen, a quote-unquote university student, a quote-unquote model-" "Don't forget beard," Erin interjected. "She is also a very dedicated beard.

She persuades herself that something she has intuitively seen in a man she barely knows isn’t true at all now that she—quote unquote—has gotten to know him better. And it’s that impulse to negate our own impressions that is so astonishingly powerful. And it can have the most devastating impact on a woman’s life. And we’ll always let ourselves off the hook for it, in our own lives, even as we’re looking at some other deluded woman and thinking: How could she not have known? And I feel, just so strongly, that we need to hold ourselves to that same standard. And before we’re taken in, not after.

won’t go any farther than my plants unless the rest of the place is exciting, which right now it is not.” When the phone started to slip, she pushed it back up and began on the Ficus lyrata. “They’re planning to renovate and remerchandise, and all of that’s actually starting in two weeks, but then they had this, quote unquote, brilliant idea that I should

We're at the opening of the Globe." She thought back to Daniel's words under the peach trees at Sword & Cross. "Daniel told me we were here." "Sure,you were here," Bill said. "About fourteen years ago.Perched on your older brother's shoulder. You came with your family to see Julius Caesar." Bill hovered in the air a foot in front of her. It was unappetizing, but the high collar around her neck actually seemed to hold its shape. She almost resembled the sumptuously dressed women in the higher boxes. "And Daniel?" she asked. "Daniel was a player-" "Hey!" "That's whay they called the actors." Bill rolled his eyes. "He was just starting out then. To everyone else in the audience, his debut was utterly forgettable. But to little three-year-old Lucinda"-Bill shrugged-"it put the fire in you. You've been quote-unquote dying to get onstage ever since.Tonight's your night." "I'm an actor?

I've brought thee a sup o' tea, lass," he said. "Well you needn't, for you know I don't like it," she replied. "Drink it up, it'll pop thee off to sleep again." She accepted the tea. It pleased him to see her take it and sip it. "I'll back my life there's no sugar in," she said. "Yi - there's one big un," he replied, injured. "It's a wonder," she said sipping again. She had a winsome face when her hair was loose. He loved her to grumble at him in this manner.

A canny reader here may object that there's some kind of Zenoid sleight of hand going on in the above proof, and might ask why a similar hankie procedure and series couldn't be applied to the irrational numbers to quote-unquote prove that the total % of Line-space taken up by the irrationals is also 2*(Infinitesimally small symbol). The reason such a proof can't work is that, no matter how infinitely or even (Infinity to the Infinity symbol) ly many red hankies you drape, there will always be more irrational numbers than hankies. Always. Cantor proved this, too.

E-mail memo #34: "Miami Book Fair; writer locked himself in bookstore bathroom repeatedly yelling at concerned employees to 'Go away!' When writer emerged an hour later he started to 'freak out' afain. 'I have a snake on me!' writer screamed. 'It's biting me! It's IN MY MOUTH!' Writer was dragged to a waiting squad car while holding on to a bewildered young yeshiva student attending the reading -- whom writer continuously fondled and groped -- until ambulance arrived. His eyes rolling back into his head, writer's last words -- shouted -- before being driven off were quote 'I am keeping the Jew-boy' unquote.

Somewhere along the line in human consciousness, there occurred self-consciousness. (When I use the word "self" I don't mean that there is a self or a center there.) That consciousness separated man from the totality of things. Man, in the beginning, was a frightened being. He turned everything that was uncontrollable into something divine or cosmic. and worshiped it. It was in that frame of mind that he created, quote and unquote, "God." So culture, is responsible for whatever you are. I maintain that all the political institutions and ideologies we have today are the outgrowth of the same religious thinking of man. The spiritual teachers are in a way responsible for the tragedy of mankind.

also severely degenerated the tissue of his rostral anterior cingulate cortex, an area in the front of the brain that acts as a kind of recruiter engaging the other more rational brain areas to aid during conflicts (think of a very impulsive and distraught person calling more level-headed friends to get some perspective and objective advice) and is necessary for proper cognitive and impulse control, except in Pwnage this area had begun to shut down completely, like a house that took down all its Christmas lights, just deactivating, which was what happened in the brains of heroin-dependent individuals when presented with heroin: their anterior cingulate cortexes shut down and they got no decision-making input from the quote-unquote smart parts of their brains and their brains offered them literally no help with overcoming their most basic, primal, self-destructive impulses, impulses with which they needed the most help to overcome,

But the relationship between the between the two cultural paradigms has always been a dialectical, not cyclical. The romantics were not repeating their ancestors. On the contrary, they brought about a cultural revolution comparable in its radicalism and effects with the roughly contemporary American, French, and Industrial Revolutions. By destroying natural law and by reorienting concern from the work to the artist they tore up the old regime's aesthetic rule book just as thoroughly as any Jacobin [a 18th century political French club] tore down social institutions. In the words of Ernst Troeltsch: "Romanticism too is a revolution, a thorough and genuine revolution: a revolution against the respectability of the bourgeois temper and against a universal equalitarian ethic: a revolution, above all, against the whole of the mathematico-mechanical spirit of science in western Europe, against a conception of Natural Law which sought to blend utility with morality, against the bare abstraction of a universal and equal Humanity." [Unquote Troeltsch] As will be argued in the subsequent chapters, it was Hegel who captured the essence of this revolution in his pithy definition of romanticism as "absolute inwardness" [absloute Innerlichkeit - in German - אינערליכקייט]. It will also be argued that its prophet was Jean-Jacques Rousseau: if not the most consistent, then certainly the most influential of all the eighteenth-century thinkers. Writing in 1907, Lytton Strachey caught Rousseau's special quality very well: "Among those quick, strong, fiery people of the eighteenth century, he belonged to another world -- to the new world of self-consciousness, and doubt, and hesitation, of mysterious melancholy and quiet intimate delights, of long reflexions amid the solitudes of Nature, of infinite introspections amid the solitudes of the heart." Percy Bysshe Shelley, who derided the philosophes as "mere reasoners," regarded Rousseau as "a great poet.

Anita Rožkalne: Vai, jūsuprāt, latviešu valoda ir bagāta valoda, vai ar to var izteikt visu, kas jums jāizsaka? Dace Meiere: Var. Protams, ka var, bet reizēm gadās ierobežojumi. Trakums ir tas, ka mēs latviešu valodā, sevišķi pēdējās desmitgadēs, nemitīgi nodarbojamies ar ārprātīgu paškastrēšanos vai kā to varētu nosaukt, ka mēs nemitīgi sev aizliedzam lietot tādus vai citus vārdus, kādas zudīgas politiskas vai vēl kādas gaumes dēļ, ka liela daļa leksikas tās izcelsmes dēļ tiek pasludināta par nelietojamu. Ir interesanti to vērot arī saskarsmē ar redaktoriem un korektoriem. Es jau tulkoju laikam gadus septiņpadsmit, un gaume mainās. Ir lietas, ko visas korektores mēģina labot, un tad pēc pieciem gadiem kaut kas mainās, un viņas labo atkal kaut ko citu, un tad vēl. Tad nāk nākamā direktīva no augšas, un viņas atkal skauž nākamos vārdus ārā. Tas ir tik jocīgi. Ja autors lieto sešus sinonīmus, tad kāpēc latviski es drīkstu lietot tikai divus, jo kādam liekas, ka tas ir dialektisms, un tas varbūt pēc izcelsmes ir nepareizs. Sevišķi, piemēram, cīņa ar ģermānismiem. Tas reizēm ir tik komiski. Piedodiet, manas "bikses" ir ģermānisms. Es saku: "jā", un to reāli plaši sāka lietot latviešu valodā tikai XIX gs. vidū. Stenders rakstīja, ka mamzeles, kuras grib iztaisīties par tādām kā no Rīgas, tās saka: "jā, jā". Pirms tam latviešu valodā tāda vārda nebija, tas ieviesās tikai caur reliģiskajiem tekstiem. Es saku: "un, un, un". Tas ir ļoti jauns ģermānisms. Valodas ainā tas taču ir tik jauns! Es saku "nieres" vai es saku "īkstis"?! Nē! Ja mēs tā ņemam, tad lielākā daļa – kas nav ģermānisms, tas mums ir kalks. Kāpēc dažiem kalkiem tiek ļauts dzīvot, bet citiem ne?! Mēs nemitīgi sev uzliekam kaut kādas robežas, turklāt tās ir kādas īslaicīgas gaumes diktētas. Un vēl: ja aizguvums ir grieķiskas vai latīniskas cilmes, tas, protams, ir svešvārds. Ja tas nāk no kādām mūsdienu valodām, kas tas mums ir?! Tas ir, fui, barbarisms, vai ne?! Nedod Dievs to lietot. Regulāri ir grāmatas, kuras latviski nevar un nedrīkst tulkot tikai tāpēc, ka latviski mēs to nevaram uzrakstīt, jo mēs nedrīkstam rakstīt tā, kā mēs runājam. Es ļoti ceru, ka beidzot nāks kāda jaunā paaudze, kas rakstīs latviski, tajā īstajā latviešu valodā, kurā cilvēki runā, nevis tādā ideālajā, izdomātajā valodas mūmijā, kura guļ stikla zārciņā ļoti skaisti ar krauklīšiem apkārt. Es pati jau arī... pati sev esmu kā tāds krauklītis, jo tas iekšējais cenzors šo gadu laikā arī ir izstrādājies un reizēm neļauj rakstīt tā, kā varbūt vajadzētu – daudz brīvāk. Nemitīgi sev tiek uzlikti kādi ierobežojumi. Mēs latviski cenšamies rakstīt tā, kā būtu jāraksta. Nemitīgi grāmatu valodai tiek uzspiestas kaut kādas didaktiskās funkcijas – mācīt, kā būtu pareizi. To līdzsvaru atrast ir ļoti grūti. Kāpēc lielākā daļa latviski tulkoto krimiķu nav lasāma, piedodiet! – jo lielākā daļa varoņu runā kā latviešu valodas skolotājas pirmspensijas vecumā. To nevar lasīt! Tas falšums tik ļoti sit cauri katram teikumam.

How saying is saying if its already said.

... Lightnin' Hopkins taught us, "the rubber on a wheel is faster than the rubber on a heel" and Muddy Waters taught us "you don't have to be the best one; just be a good 'un" .. that just about says it all, always strive to be a good 'un...

Quote Unquote Those who righteously quote God are actually paraphrasing the Devil.

MAINTAINING INTACTNESS OF THE SILLY Small cellulite of the upper arms Maintaining intactness of the silly Putty genital I’d rather eat Than fuck I’d rather read than quote Unquote make love, yearning to turn From symmetry my eye wants To goggle. I was looking at his sleeping Countenance, as steadfast as one dead The moon was rotting

She's way more of a quote unquote hero than I am.

Her blond hair was up in curlers, and her blue eyes were beady between layers of lard. Other than the pointy ears, there was not much magical here. She was a definite candidate for gastric bypass surgery. "Presenting Queen Ilrondelia. Ruler of the Elves of the Enchanted Forest. Mistress of all she sur-vaaays. Y'all have a good un." He popped a Budweiser and went back into the trailer to watch wrestling.

Zeno’s quote-unquote discovered a loophole in the Trust that smashes through the edict regarding love matches and divorces.” 

You and I can handle certain pressures. We don't feel the need to exaggerate or indulge in, quote, unquote, stress. We're survivors. We have perspective. Remember that.

My parents were from a generation where you tended to your own problems, one where psychotherapy was an indulgence. They both came from families where you kept your problems to yourself and got on with life. If Keller was starting to act a little out of the ordinary, wasn’t everybody trying to quote-unquote find themselves in Southern California in the early seventies? Not to mention that psychiatry had a cuckoo’s-nest edge of paranoia about it.

the trick of finding what you didn’t lose (existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift) the teachable imposture of always arriving at the place you never left (and i refer to thinking)rests upon a dismal misconception;namely that some neither ape nor angel called a man is measured by his quote eye cue unquote.

I'm not fucking fighting to defend women's right to wear the veil, the hijab, the niqab, whatever," she declaimed. "All these young women these days who describe the veil as a signifier of their identity. I tell them they are suffering from what that presently unfashionable philosopher Karl Marx would have called false consciousness. In most of the world the veil is not a free choice. Women are forced into invisibility by men. These girls in the West making their quote-unquote free choices are legitimizing the oppression of their sisters in the parts of the world where the choice is not free. That's what I tell them and they're very shocked. They tell me they find my remarks offensive. I tell them I feel the same way about the veil. It's exhausting. I've become embittered.

Just like someone else having it better than you doesn’t take away from your joy, someone having it quote-unquote worse than you does nothing to negate what you went through.

In response to James Baldwin's idea that it is not Black people's task to save white people given their history. "We have to give up this folly too. Much is made today of the necessity to reach out to the disaffected Trump voter. This is the latest description of the silent majority, the Reagan Democrat, or the forgotten American. For the most part were told these are the high school educated white people, working class white people who feel left out of an increasingly diverse America. These are the voters left behind a democratic party catering to so called identity politics as if talking about a living wage and healthcare as a right or affordable education or equal pay for women or equal rights for the LGBTQ community or a fair criminal justice system somehow excludes working class white people. W'ere often told they are they heartbeat of the country and we ignore them at our peril. But to direct our attention to these voters, to give our energy over to convincing them to believe otherwise often takes us away from the difficult task of building a better world. In some ways they hold the country hostage and we compromise to appease them...But all to often that compromise arrests substantive change and Black people end up having to bear the burden of that compromise while white people get to go own with their lives... Tending to the quote unquote Trump voter in that generalized sense involves trafficking in a view of the country that we ought to leave behind. We can't compromise about that... In our after times our task then is not to save Trump voters. It isn't to convince them to give up their views that white people ought to matter more than others. Our task is to build a world where such a view has no place or quarter to breathe.

Have just heard the BBC World News reported that quote Teal Inlet is HQ of Force attacking Stanley unquote I am absolutely fed up with hearing my plans broadcast on BBC News.

Doesn't have to be useful,' my mother pressed. 'Art means not having to be useful! In West Africa, for example, a hundred years ago, there were some village women, they were making these strangely shaped pots, impractical pots, and the anthropologists couldn't understand what they were doing, but that was because, they, the scientists, were expecting a quote unquote "primitive" people to make only useful things, when actually they were making the pots just for their beauty - no different from a sculptor - no to collect water, not to hold grain, just for their beauty, and to say: we were here, at this moment in time, and this is what we made.

Hillary Clinton recently called Trump's supporters a 'basket of deplorables,' and while some might be easy to single out like that, most aren't. A lot are your coworkers and your neighbors. They're your taxi driver, your fireman, and your supermarket cashier. They're the mom in riding boots and a Barbour coat helping her cute daughter with her school science project. You would never know that they're Trump supporters, quote unquote deplorables.

When hairless cats curl up into a ball, their excess belly skins looks a lot like a lady garden. So, we can have the best of both worlds by adopting unwanted hairless cats and using them for photoshoots of... vaginas, quote unquote. So that we can make a Pornhub that doesn't exploit young women. We'll call it Bald Pusses. And technically, we can't get sued for lying.

A book deal, Christ on a bike, quote unquote.

The notion that a story should unfold over the course of two or three hundred pages was as antiquated as the idea that a band’s musical output should consist of four or five songs on one side of a piece of vinyl, and then four or five slightly more experimental and intelligent songs on the other side. Albums used to make sense; they used to hang together as a body of work, and this had something to do with the fact that vinyl records could only hold eight or ten songs. Digital music changed all that. A quote-unquote album could now hold two mp3s or two hundred.

Jen, the highest-ranking communications professional in Democratic politics, could hardly spit out a sentence. We had that in common, too. I’d listen to the audio of our conversations and transcribe quotes like “It’s um, I don’t, I don’t, we would, uh, it is, uh, I just saw the president’s, um, uh, comments, about it . . .” and “Like, we have a plan, literally.” I’d eventually see the sly genius in this potpourri of uhs and likes and ums, peppered with eye rolls, confused squints, and a crooked smile. Jen gave us on-the-record access while rendering virtually every conversation unquotable.

I’m not fucking fighting to defend women’s right to wear the veil, the hijab, the niqab, whatever,” she declaimed. “All these young women these days who describe the veil as a signifier of their identity. I tell them they are suffering from what that presently unfashionable philosopher Karl Marx would have called false consciousness. In most of the world the veil is not a free choice. Women are forced into invisibility by men. These girls in the West making their quote-unquote free choices are legitimizing the oppression of their sisters in the parts of the world where the choice is not free.

wishing she could be a quote-unquote normal mother. Only now, I realize there’s no such thing. Only people trying their best at an impossible job.

He stood there , mouth agape, the ax hanging useless by his side. This could not be. Pride. Joy. Anticipation. The chef had perfectly seasoned himself for dinner that night and he would not be denied. Unquote ( but he would be denied )