Ankles Quotes - Page 3

• Cats have intercepted my footsteps at the ankle for so long that my gait, both at home and on tour, has been compared to that of a man wading through low surf.

  Roy Blount, Jr.

  Home, Cat, Animal

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• Hardly a pure science, history is closer to animal husbandry than it is to mathematics in that it involves selective breeding. The principal difference between the husbandryman and the historian is that the former breeds sheep or cows or such and the latter breeds (assumed) facts. The husbandryman uses his skills to enrich the future, the historian uses his to enrich the past. Both are usually up to their ankles in bullshit.

  Tom Robbins

  Science, Animal, Past

  Tom Robbins (2003). “Another Roadside Attraction”, p.127, Bantam

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• Like a sprained ankle boy I aint nothin to play wit

  Drake

  Badass, Humble, Boys

  Song: I Want This Forever

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• When I looked at the painting I felt the same convergence on a single point: a flickering sun-struck instance that existed now and forever. Only occasionally did I notice the chain on the finch's ankle, or think what a cruel life for a little living creature - fluttering briefly, forced always to land in the same hopeless place.

  Donna Tartt

  Thinking, Land, Forever

  "The Goldfinch". Book by Donna Tartt, 2013.

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• Annabeth sat up and glared at her ankle. "You HAD to break," she scolded it. The ankle did not reply.

  Rick Riordan

  Annabeth, Break, Sat

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• He was conscious of nothing except the blankness of the page in front of him, the itching of the skin above his ankle, the blaring of the music, and a slight booziness caused by the gin.

  George Orwell

  Writing, Skins, Pages

  George Orwell, A.M. Heath (2003). “Animal Farm and 1984”, p.111, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, This is Spring.

  Christopher Pearse Cranch

  Spring, Air, Snow

  Christopher Pearse Cranch (1875). “The Bird and the Bell: With Other Poems”, p.199

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• In books, day breaks, and night falls. In life, night rises from the ground. The day hangs on for as long as it can, bright and eager, absolutely and positively the last guest to leave the party, while the ground darkens, oozing night around your ankles, swallowing for ever that dropped contact lens, making you miss that low catch in the gully on the last ball of the last over.

  Hugh Laurie

  Party, Book, Fall

  Hugh Laurie (2011). “The Gun Seller”, p.279, Random House

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• The immense accretion of flesh which had descended on her in middle life like a flood of lava on a doomed city had changed her from a plump active little woman with a neatly-turned foot and ankle into something as vast and august as a natural phenomenon. She had accepted this submergence as philosohpically as all her other trials, and now, in extreme old age, was rewarded by presenting to her mirror an almost unwrinkled expanse of firm pink and white flesh, in the centre of which the traces of a small face survived as if awaiting excavation.

  Edith Wharton

  Mirrors, August, Cities

  Edith Wharton (2014). “Edith Wharton The Dover Reader”, p.271, Courier Corporation

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• Ama wipes her hands on her apron, looks up at our old roof with new eyes, and lifts the baby from his basket. She twirls him in the air, her skirts flying around her ankles the way the clouds swirl around the mountain cap--her laughter fresh and strange and musical to my ears.

  Patricia McCormick

  Baby, Laughter, Eye

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• At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have been more capable of visiting a woman of the streets than of raising Cosette’s dress above the ankle. Once on a moonlit night, Cosette stopped to pick up something from the ground, her dress loosened and revealed the swelling of her breasts. Marius averted his eyes.

  Victor Hugo

  Eye, Passion, Night

  Victor Hugo (1987). “Les Misérables”, Signet Classics

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• Why do guys insist on wearing those odious jeans with their rear ends hanging down around their ankles? Do they really think it's hot?

  Steve Kluger

  Thinking, Jeans, Guy

  Steve Kluger (2009). “My Most Excellent Year: A Novel of Love, Mary Poppins, and Fenway Park”, p.59, Penguin

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• Don't be very frightened, Marilla. I was walking the ridge-pole and I fell off. I suspect I have sprained my ankle. But, Marilla, I might have broken my neck. Let us look on the bright side of things.

  Lucy Maud Montgomery

  Broken, Looks, Might

  Lucy Maud Montgomery (1994). “Anne of Green Gables”, p.172, Wordsworth Editions

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• Earnie Shavers could punch you in the neck and break your ankle.

  Randall Cobb

  Boxing, Necks, Break

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• I took a whack on my left ankle, but something told me it was my right.

  Lee Hendrie

  Soccer, Football, Footy

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• He begged to know to which of his fair cousins the excellency of its cookery was owing. Briefly forgetting her manners, Mary grabbed her fork and leapt from her chair onto the table. Lydia, who was seated nearest her, grabbed her ankle before she could dive at Mr. Collins and, presumably, stab him about the head and neck for such an insult.

  Seth Grahame-Smith

  Cousin, Mr Collins, Owing

  Seth Grahame-Smith, Jane Austen, Roberto Parada (2009). “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: The Classic Regency Romance--now with Ultraviolent Zombie Mayhem”, p.65, Chronicle Books

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• In the past five weeks I've trained hard, trying to get my ankle back to where I want it to be

  Andrew Flintoff

  Past, Trying, Want

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• We're told cars are wasteful. Wasteful of what? Oil did a lot of good sitting in the ground for millions of years. We're told cars should be replaced with mass transportation. But it's hard to reach the drive-through window at McDonald's from a speeding train. And we're told cars cause pollution. A hundred years ago city streets were ankle deep in horse excrement. What kind of pollution do you want? Would you rather die of cancer at eighty or typhoid fever at nine?

  P. J. O'Rourke

  Horse, Cancer, Mcdonalds

  "Age and Guile Beat Youth, Innocence, and a Bad Haircut" by P. J. O'Rourke, (1st edition ed.), New York: Atlantic Monthly Press, 1996.

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• The defects born of habit are innumerable. I see every child occupied in some way in disarranging and disfiguring his physique; some displace the ankles through the habit they have contracted of standing on one leg only and playing, as it were, with the other; placing it in a position which though disagreeable and strained, does not fatigue them, because the softness of their tendons and muscles lend themselves to all kinds of movement.

  Jean-Georges Noverre

  Children, Ballet, Way

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• Most of you have been where I am tonight. The crash site of unrequited love. You ask yourself, How did I get here? What was it about? Was it her smile? Was it the way she crossed her legs, the turn of her ankle, the poignant vulnerability of her slender wrists? What are these elusive and ephemeral things that ignite passion in the human heart? That's an age-old question. It's perfect food for thought on a bright midsummer's night.

  Sybil Adelman

  Love You, Unrequited Love, Passion

  Biography/Personal Quotes, www.imdb.com.

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• Remember when i slept with my head in a puddle at your feet? It was humility, or atonement. later your ankle was a pillow and finally you pulled me up and in my sleep i placed your hand above my heart, like i forgot i didn't live there anymore

  Michelle Tea

  Heart, Sleep, Humility

  Michelle Tea (2003). “The Beautiful: Collected Poems”, p.22, Manic D Press

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• Out of the silver heat mirage he ran. The sky burned, and under him the paving was a black mirror reflecting sun-fire. Sweat sprayed his skin with each foot strike so that he ran in a hot mist of his own creation. With each slap on the softened asphalt, his soles absorbed heat that rose through his arches and ankles and the stems of his shins. It was a carnival of pain, but he loved each stride because running distilled him to his essence and the heat hastened this distillation.

  James Tabor

  Running, Pain, Fire

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• Right now my main aim is not to get injured any more. I am a little bit afraid of running and sliding because the ankle was so painful. But I am not a person who runs a lot, who spends a lot of energy on the court. If I am mentally OK, if nothing is bothering me and I want to play, then it is fine.

  Marat Safin

  Running, Play, Tennis

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• She only maintains that it is possible, under some circumstances, for a lady to murder her husband; but that a woman who wears ankle-strap shoes and smokes on the street corner, though she may be a joy to all who know her and have devoted her life to charity, could never qualify as a lady.

  Judith Martin

  Husband, Shoes, Smoking

  Judith Martin (1990). “Miss Manners' Guide for the Turn-of-the-Millennium”, p.153, Simon and Schuster

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• PETA doesn't want stressed animals to be cruelly crowded into sheds, ankle-deep in their own crap, because they don't want any animals to die ever and basically think chickens should, in time, gain the right to vote. I don't want animals stressed or crowded or treated cruelly or inhumanely because that makes them probably less delicious.

  Anthony Bourdain

  Animal, Thinking, Stressed

  "Medium Raw: A Bloody Valentine to the World of Food and the People Who Cook". Book by Anthony Bourdain, 2010.

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