Top 47 John Ward Sayings
#1. Whoever has not experienced the pleasure of taking a young lady to her first game of ball should seize the first opportunity to do so. Her remarks about plays, her opinions of different players and the umpire, and the questions she will ask concerning the game, are all too funny to be missed.
John Montgomery Ward
#2. The thing had woken him up as usual, an alarm clock. as reliable and stiff off the ground as Big Fucking Ben. [John Matthew]
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#3. Just don't go out fighting. I don't need to know where you're going, that's your biz. But if you get yourself killed, I got ninety-nine problems and you're the biggest one of them. Rehv to John
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#4. He thinks I love him. As in ... in love with him. Yeah. Go fig. Me in love with Qhuinn ... a guy who, when he's not moody, is a slut and smart-ass. Except you want to know what the most fucked-up thing is, though? He's right.
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#5. Holy shit . . . They'd joined the war.
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#6. The essential truth of life, he was coming to realize, wasn't romantic
and took only two words to label: Shit. Happens.
But the thing was, you kept going. You kept your friends and your
family and your mate as safe as you were able. And you kept fighting even
after you were knocked down.
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#7. Surely the test of a novel's characters is that you feel a strong interest in them and their affairs the good to be successful, the bad to suffer failure. Well, in John Ward, you feel no divided interest, no discriminating interest you want them all to land in hell together, and right away.
Mark Twain
#8. Then again, he supposed the healing process, in contrast to trauma, was gentle and slow ... The soft closing of a door, rather than a slam.- John
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#9. In the field of outdoor sports, the American boy is easily capable of devising his own amusements, and until some proof is adduced that baseball is not his invention, I protest against this systematic effort to rob him of his dues.
John Montgomery Ward
#10. He was having an illicit affair ... with his own mate.
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#11. She'd ended up passing out, and sometime later, John must have gotten up to use the loo and left the light on. Probably to make sure she didn't feel lost if she woke up.
Because that's the kind of male he was.
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#12. No, you've got it all wrong, John." Reading his emotions, she shook her head. "You're not half the male you could be because of what was done to you. You're twice what anyone else is because you survived.
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#13. With a quick jerk, Qhuinn wrapped his arms around the single most important person in his life. It was not Layla, although he felt a pang at that denial. It was not John, or his king. It wasn't the brothers. This male was the reason for everything.
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#14. Heck, I drank no more than John Wayne or Ward Bond or Spencer Tracy or Alan Ladd or Robert Walker. But it got me into a lot more trouble.
John Agar
#15. I'll let you in on a secret: I can't stand Jay Ward. I hate being compared to Rocky and Bullwinkle. It's just a different style of humor.
John Kricfalusi
#16. John-who-wasn't-gonna-get-none
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#17. The truth was ... he was in love with her. Totally over-the-line, no-going-back, not-even-dead-would-he-part kind of shit.
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#18. John's tattoo..Goddamn..He'd done it as a memorial to her-putting her name in his skin so she'd be with him always. After all, there was nothing more permanent than that-hell, that was why in the mating ceremony males got their backs carved up: Rings could get lost.
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#19. You almost died tonight, he wanted to say. You dumb son of a bitch, you nearly died ... and then what would we have done?
And not "we" as in the Brotherhood.
Not even "we" as in he and John.
More like ... "me".
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#20. Imagine for a moment Napoleon I, to have borne the name of Jenkins, or Washington to have sustained the appellation of John Smith!
Artemas Ward
#21. I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine.
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#22. John took his fucking time in Xhex's shower , washing himself thoroughly not because he was dirty, but because he figured two could play at the whole whip-the-state-clean, what-happened-didn't-happen thing.
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#23. I refuse to spend my life worrying about what I eat. There is no pleasure worth forgoing just for an extra three years in the geriatric ward.
John Mortimer
#24. John Matthew was her well of soul, as the symphaths called it,or her pyrocant, to the vampires. Her essential weakness.
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#25. You are in a prison with no bars. I worry about you.
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#26. John Wesley quaintly observed that the road to heaven is a narrow path, not intended for wheels, and that to ride in a coach here and to go to heaven hereafter, was a happiness too much for man.
Henry Ward Beecher
#27. They divided the city into three electoral wards, and in one ward there was 70 percent of the people, the Catholic population, and they elected eight representatives to the city council.
John Hume
#28. I catch you without your ahstrux nohtrum again, I'm turning you in."
Qhuinn cursed. "Yeah, and then I'll get fired. Which means V'll Donald trump my ass with a dagger. You're welcome.
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#29. You're one in a million, John Matthew,
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#30. And bottom line, without John by her side, everything seemed to be just a big, resounding meh.
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#31. As they passed, Duke nodded, and John Matthew, as he was called, did the same - and that was the extent of it. No one had ever heard the SOB say a word, but by the same token, anyone built like that didn't have to talk.
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#32. Slipping in the side door to the VIP section , she scanned the crowd , well aware that she was looking for one male in particular.
And he was there.
Fucking John Matthew.
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#33. He nodded and curled over his paper, writing quickly. As his words took form on the white page, she got to watch him ... and realized she never wanted him to go. She wanted him here beside her forever.
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#34. Unlike the female of John's fantasies, this one spiked way high on the feminine scale and suffered from hair-related Tourette's, a condition that manifested itself in incessant
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#35. Word of advice. These have a kick, so don't suck too hard -
Holy hypoxia, Batman.
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#36. It's ward to believe in coincidences, but it's even hard to believe in anything else
John Green
#37. Appreciating a private room. In a public ward the messy proceeding would have taken place a whole unnecessary hour
John Wyndham
#38. Tore up from the floor up. Followed by a big outtie.
John Mathew
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#39. It was hard to explain. But what was between them went further than a mating ceremony or a back carving or a witnessed exchange of commitment. He couldn't put his finger on the why of it ... but she was his missing puzzle piece, the twelfth in his dozen, the first and last pages of his book.
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#40. John Boehner was and is an unprincipled ward-heeler who simply couldn't weather the transition of the Republican Party from a corporatist party with a sizable conservative base to a purely conservative party.
Alex Pareene
#41. Tohr: "Doesn't have to be easy to be right."
John: "In that case, we're meant for each other.
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#42. Phury glanced at John and thought that sometimes it took only a hairbreadth between cars to avoid a mortal accident. Sometimes your whole life could hinge on a fraction of an inch. Or the beat of a nanosecond. Or the knock on a door. Kind of made a male believe in the divine.
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#43. John?
As it was dark he whistled a what.
You are such a male of worth, you know that. You really are.
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#44. And you kept fighting even after you were knocked down. Goddamn it, you dragged your ass off the ground and you kept fighting. - John Matthew, LOVER MINE
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#45. Wellsie frowned. "I'd like you to stay away from him, okay? He's ... not right in a lot of ways. Do you know what I mean?"
Actually, John wasn't so sure about that. Yeah, the guy was enough to make you think fondly of the boogeyman sometimes, but clearly he wasn't all bad.
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#46. Jail was preferable. There they only limited you physically. In a mental ward they tampered with your soul and worldview and mind.
John Kennedy Toole
#47. Amazing, John thought as he stood behind Xhex. If you looked down at your cock and balls and told them that if they behaved badly you would slice them up and bury them in the back yard, they actually listened to you.
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