Ducts Quotes

#1. I wasn't feeling grief: that hellish chest-crammed agony you feel - but some portion of my brain activated by the memory decided to trigger the tear ducts

William Boyd

#2. His head bowed and his lips fastened softly on my nipple. I groaned, feeling the half-painful prickle of the milk rushing through the tiny ducts. I put a hand behind his head, and pressed him slightly closer. "Harder," I whispered.

Diana Gabaldon

#3. All right, all right," he said, with that gesture I'd come to hate: two open palms facing me and patting the air, as if pushing me away, pushing me down, pushing any tears I might be preparing to cry back into their ducts.

Kathleen Rooney

#4. He felt something trickle down his face and he wiped it away irritably. When he looked at the back of his hand, he found trails of red. He had never cried in his life; in fact, he could not cry with no tear ducts. But now, at last, he was. He was crying tears of blood. For her.

Phillip W. Simpson

#5. Speaking of eye surgery, do you realize you're missing
tear ducts?"
"What? Really? And I thought I was just emotionally
withdrawn.

Marissa Meyer

#6. We exist with a wind whispering inside and our moon flexing. Amid the ducts, inside the basilica of bones.

Jack Gilbert

#7. When you have brought up kids, there are memories you store directly in your tear ducts.

Robert Breault

#8. We are resident inside with the machinery, a glimmering spread throughout the apparatus. We exist with a wind whispering inside and our moon flexing. Amid the ducts, inside the basilica of bones. The flesh is a neighborhood, but not the life.

Jack Gilbert

#9. People feel guilty. And guilt is stymieing. Guilt immobilizes. Guilt closes the air ducts and the veins, and makes people ignorant.

Maya Angelou

#10. George H. W. Bush may be a World War II hero and New England Yankee blue blood, but he has the tear ducts of a Sicilian grandmother.

Christopher Buckley

#11. For some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I usually cried when I was angry, a humiliating tendency.

Stephenie Meyer

#12. A strong woman is a woman at work, cleaning out the cesspool of the ages, and while she shovels, she talks about how she doesn't mind crying, it opens the ducts of the eyes, and throwing up develops the stomach muscles, and she goes on shoveling with tears in her nose.

Marge Piercy

#13. She was a scrap of a widow, ever so plucky, just back from China, with damp little hands, a husky voice, and defective tear-ducts that gave her eyes always rather a swimmy look. She had a prostrated way of looking up at you, and that fluffy, bird's-nesty hair that hairpins get lost in.

Elizabeth Bowen

#14. God gave people tear ducts for a good reason, and folks shouldn't be too stubborn to use them.

Wanda E. Brunstetter

#15. I've been consumed day and night and noon, building beds in your tear ducts, planting lilacs and wars in your skull. I live in you now. This is how art erects homes in your body.

Erica Alex

#16. The goal, I suppose, any fiction writer has, no matter what your subject, is to hit the human heart and the tear ducts and the nape of the neck and to make a person feel something about the characters are going through and to experience the moral paradoxes and struggles of being human.

Tim O'Brien

#17. Aliens don't get stuck in air ducts. It's practically a well-known fact.

Terry Pratchett

#18. He said, softly, "Sorry, Jimmy." He still didn't cry. I would have cried. But then, women have more chemicals in their tear ducts. It makes us tear up easier than men. Honest.

Laurell K. Hamilton

#19. For me the process works best with no interruptions, no breaks in the steady application, no letters to be answered, very little social life, no holidays; it is therefore a form of happy imprisonment.

Patrick O'Brian

#20. We've been wed more than a month. Since it appears you mean to stay, I might as well give you leave to call me by my christian name. It is preferable, at any rate, to 'clodpole.

Loretta Chase

#21. I've been dreaming of mirrors. Millions of mirrors, reflecting people to death.

Jim Steinman

#22. The pain was swift and immediate. It wasn't stabbing, or fiery, or unbearable. More like a fraying of my inner self, a few threads tearing away, vanishing into the ether. I winced and stifled a gasp,

Julie Kagawa

#23. To the eternal "Opinions are like assholes - everybody's got one," I just say, "Yeah, but not everybody's got ten thousand of them." It distresses me that the wit of this riposte so often fails to impress the asshole I'm talking to.

Robert Christgau

#24. As we speak, cruel time is fleeing. Seize the day, believing as little as possible in the morrow.

Horace

#25. I wanted a line in a poem to be the hollow ney of the dervish orchestra whose plaintive wail is a call to God. But all I achieved was awkward shrieking. Not even the pure shriek of a reed in the rain.

Anne Michaels

#26. My ideal relaxation is working on upholstry. I spend hours in junk shops buying furniture. I do all the upholstery work myself, and it's like therapy.

Pamela Anderson

#27. We can be almost certain of being wrong about the future, if we are wrong about the past.

Gilbert K. Chesterton

#28. It doesn't matter if one man fights or ten thousand; if the one man sees he has no option but to fight, then he will fight, whether he has others on his side or not.

Hans Fallada

#29. People always comment about my clothes. They don't think a fashionable woman can love food and be knowledgeable and actually cook.

Padma Lakshmi