Mr Black Quotes

#1. Infinity is forever, and that is what you are to me, you are my forever Mr. Black.

Sandi Lynn

#2. Mr. Black started singing a song in some weird language, which I guess was Philippinish.

Jonathan Safran Foer

#3. I notice you didn't laugh, Mr. Black!
No, Your Majesty. We are forbidden to laugh at the things kings say, sire, because otherwise we would be at it all day.

Terry Pratchett

#4. It is a new year....It is time to get...back on the camel"
-Mr.Black

Jennifer Niven

#5. Repeat after me, Mr. Black: I do believe in commas. I do, I do.

Jaida Jones

#6. This whole situation is so fucked up. This game. This thing between us. It's exhausting. God, I'm just so sick of it and tired of hating Mr. Black one minute to wanting a future with you the next. A future I know will never happen.

Ella Dominguez

#7. Mr. Bush is an illegitimate President. In Florida, his brother Jeb deleted many black voters from the electoral registers. So this President is the result of a fraud.

Hugo Chavez

#8. It's cold outside, Mr. Snicket.'
'So I'll shiver,' I said. 'I've shivered before.'
She looked down at the table and traced her father's name with her black fingernail. 'So have I,' she said.

Lemony Snicket

#9. I looked inside my typewriter. There's a city in there. Black and grey columns and no inhabitants.

Helen Oyeyemi

#10. Last but not least, she put on a pair of black-framed reading glasses she'd found on Mr. Mercer's bedside table. If it worked for Clark Kent, it'd work for her.

Sara Shepard

#11. So, pop quiz, Mr. Parrish. Three things that appear in the vicinity of ley lines?" "Black dogs," Adam said indulgently. "Demonic presences." "Camaros," Ronan inserted.

Maggie Stiefvater

#12. His name was Mr. Quan and he was the concierge, which explained the black suit and the lavender shirt but not the oversized bow tie in chrome-yellow silk. Perhaps nothing could.

Carsten Stroud

#13. He [Mr. Snagsby] is a mild, bald, timid man with a shining head and a scrubby clump of black hair sticking out at the back. He tends to meekness and obesity.

Charles Dickens

#14. Leaping forward, the Reverend OCTAVIUS wrung both the black worsted gloves of Mr. BENTHAM, and introduced the latter to the old lawyer and his ward.

Various

#15. During the 2008 presidential campaign, Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid marveled at the electability of Barack Obama because, unlike previous black candidates, Mr. Obama was 'light-skinned' and lacked a 'Negro dialect.'

Monica Crowley

#16. You read the Company's confidential correspondence?' I asked. He hadn't a word to say. It was great fun. 'When Mr. Kurtz,' I continued severely, 'is General Manager, you won't have the opportunity.' He blew the candle out suddenly, and we went outside. The moon had risen. Black

Joseph Conrad

#17. And as they spoke - lo and behold! - there was a knock at the door, and there stood a small, stout figure dressed in rusty black; and she said, 'Good evening, Mr and Mrs Brown, I am Nurse Matilda.

Christianna Brand

#18. Mr. president, I've been a citizen of the United States of America for thirty three years and was never invited to the White House. It sure gives me pleasure to be invited to the Black House.

Muhammad Ali

#19. If it be a sign of mourning," replied Mr. Hooper, "I, perhaps, like most other mortals, have sorrows dark enough to be typified by a black veil.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

#20. This room is not well adapted as a cell, and Mr. Patrick Cairns occupies too large a portion of our carpet.

Arthur Conan Doyle

#21. It is these black clothes," said Strange. "I am like a leftover piece of funeral, condemned to walk about the Town, frightening people into thinking of their own mortality.

Susanna Clarke

#22. Uh-huh. Now Ali was beginning to get the picture. Riding backseat on a bike like Phantom was better than Mr. Blue any day. Not to mention the highly erotic act of wrapping one's legs around the man you loved.

Julie Ann Walker

#23. Mr. Cain would structurally change the voting demographic. There would be more black economic conservatives, and the Democrats would lose their stranglehold on the black vote.

Alveda King

#24. I love Obama because he is proof all black people don't look alike. Nobody every told me, 'Good morning, Mr. President.' We don't all look alike.

Paul Mooney

#25. It was a very beautiful thing, this Golden Ticket, having been made, so it seemed, from a sheet of pure gold hammered out almost to the thinness of paper. On one side of it, printed by some clever method in jet-black letters, was the invitation itself - from Mr. Wonka.

Roald Dahl

#26. Bright yellow leaves flowed swiftly upon the dark, almost-black water, making patterns as they went. To Mr. Segundus the patterns looked a little like magical writing. 'But then,' he thought, 'So many things do.

Susanna Clarke

#27. Who that man in the black Sedan
With two cheap hookers and a Mexican
Pumpin' white lines, sippin' warm Coors Light
Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right

Mickey Avalon

#28. Do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Kris Kringle.
Come and stay awhile, kick it with God's Angels.
Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand
That Santa Claus is a black man.

Keith Murray

#29. Sam, clinging to Frodo's arm, collapsed on a step in the black darkness. 'Poor old Bill!' he said in a choking voice. 'Poor old Bill! Wolves and snakes! But the snakes were too much for him. I had to choose, Mr. Frodo. I had to come with you.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#30. The floor went completely black when Mr. Amos pulled the door shut. I couldn't see it now, but I'd rememorized the exact shape the stain was in. The padlock snapped shut with the loudest click I'd ever heard.

Christopher Paul Curtis

#31. In the span of a few minuted, he'd gone from his usual Mr. Cranky-Pants to Sir Kissy Smiles-A-Lot.

Julie Ann Walker

#32. Matilda said nothing. She simply sat there admiring the wonderful effect of her own handiwork. Mr Wormwood's fine crop of black hair was now a dirty silver, the colour this time of a tightrope-walker's tights that had not been washed for the entire circus season.

Roald Dahl

#33. Drifting on the black, rippling surface were fingers. Thumbs. Dozens of them. Hundreds, floating like dead fish in a dynamited pond. I saw part of an ear. The lights went out.

Glen Hirshberg

#34. The odds of surviving are not good for serfs, or clerics, since they tended the sick, but miraculously I survive. Mr. Erikson rewards me with a laminated badge that reads, I SURVIVED THE BLACK PLAGUE.
Mom will be so proud.

Cynthia Hand

#35. That remains to be seen," said Mr. Malfoy with a nasty smile. "But as all twelve of us have voted - " Hagrid leapt to his feet, his shaggy black head grazing the ceiling. "An' how many did yeh have ter threaten an' blackmail before they agreed, Malfoy, eh?" he roared.

J.K. Rowling

#36. Do you love your Master?" he asked softly.
"More than my life, Master."
"Say it."
"I love my Master."
"And who is your Master."
"You are, Sir. Mr. Stephen Black. Master and Lord of my body. My heart. My soul. My mind.

April Vine

#37. Mr. Cosby wanted to do a show not about an upper-middle-class black family, but an upper-middle-class family that happened to be black. Though it sounds like semantics, they're very different approaches.

Malcolm-Jamal Warner

#38. VLADIMIR: Has he a beard, Mr. Godot?
BOY: Yes Sir.
VLADIMIR: Fair or... or black?
BOY: I think it's white, Sir.
VLADIMIR: Christ have mercy on us!

Samuel Beckett

#39. There was a photograph of Trout. He was an old man with a full black beard. He looked like a frightened, aging Jesus, whose sentence to crucifixion had been commuted to imprisonment for life.

Kurt Vonnegut

#40. There's a black boy dead for no reason, and the man responsible for it's dead. Let the dead bury the dead this time, Mr Finch. Let the dead bury the dead.

Harper Lee

#41. In interviews with dozens of black advisers, friends, donors and allies, few said they had ever heard Mr. Obama muse on the experience of being the first black president of the United States, a role in which every day he renders what was once extraordinary almost ordinary.

Jodi Kantor

#42. Those close to Mr. Obama say he grows irritated at being misunderstood - not just by opponents who insinuate that he caters to African-Americans, but also by black lawmakers and intellectuals who fault him for not making his presidency an all-out assault on racial disparity.

Jodi Kantor