If I had listened to the critics I'd have died drunk in the gutter
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
I despise people who go to the gutter on either the right or the left and hurl rocks at those in the center.
When the doctrine of allegiance to party can utterly up-end a man's moral constitution and make a temporary fool of him besides, what excuse are you going to offer for preaching it, teaching it, extending it, perpetuating it? Shall you say, the best good of the country demands allegiance to party? Shall you also say it demands that a man kick his truth and his conscience into the gutter, and become a mouthing lunatic, besides?
Of course I'm going to say "I'm a thug" that's because I came from the GUTTER and I'm still HERE!
I don't believe in gutter politics. I don't believe in gutter journalism.
I had to dance topless for two years to make cash to pay my bills and save some money. But it was very enlightening, by the way. I'm talking about light from the gutter.
A drunkard in the gutter is just where he ought to be, according to the fitness and tendency of things. Nature has set upon him the process of decline and dissolution by which she removes things which have survived their usefulness.
We can continue to try and clean up the gutters all over the world and spend all of our resources looking at just the dirty spots and trying to make them clean. Or we can lift our eyes up and look into the skies and move forward in an evolutionary way.
Maybe I'll be 48 and die in the gutter in Paris.
When they come downstairs from their Ivory Towers, idealists are very apt to walk straight into the gutter.
People talk about the middle of the road as though it were unacceptable. Actually, all human problems, excepting morals, come into the gray areas. Things are not all black and white. There have to be compromises. The middle of the road is all of the usable surface. The extremes, right and left, are in the gutters.
England is obsessed with where you came from, and they are determined to keep you in that place, be it in a drawing room or in the gutter.
Stay out of the gutter in your conversation. Foul talk defiles the man who speaks it.
Sorry is the Kool-Aid of human emotions. It's what you say when you spill a cup of coffee or throw a gutter ball when you're bowling with the girls in the league. True sorrow is as rare as true love.
Don't soil your pretty little shoes The gutter's deep and red Climb up climb up and ride along with me the tumbrel driver said But she never said a word never turned her head Don't soil your pretty little pants I only go one way Climb up climb up and ride along with me There's no gold coach today But she never said a word never turned her head
Well, there are all kinds of gutters. Life will supply you with gutters.
A rough should have high grass. When you go bowling they don't give you anything for landing in the gutter, do they?
You gazed at the moon and fell in the gutter.
In pure awareness the mind cannot drag you down into the mud, into the gutter. In anger, in hatred, in jealousy, the mind is absolutely impotent in the face of awareness. And because the mind is absolutely impotent, your whole being is in a profound silence - the peace that passeth understanding.
I need to know that wherever I end up, in the stars or in the gutter, you’re along for the ride.
The rain that fell on the city runs down the dark gutters and empties into the sea without even soaking the ground
Everyone wants a bit of something beautiful." Clara said. "Among the wealthy it's the rare skins and furs sold on the black market. With everyone else it's whatever they find clogging the gutters or killed in the housetraps. It al amounts to the same thing, of course, but the rich people feel better knowing they've paid a fortune.
About five years ago I saw a mockingbird make a straight vertical descent from the roof gutter of a four-story building. It was an act as careless and spontaneous as the curl of a stem or the kindling of a star.
So there I was lying in the gutter. A man stopped and asked '"What's the matter? Did you fall over?" So I said "No. I've a bar of toffee in my back pocket and I was just trying to break it."
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