Top 100 Quotes About My Desk
#1. I have a lot of great racing memories growing up in Europe as a young boy - playing with car parts on my dad's desk, watching the races on Sunday afternoons to try and spot him on TV, even having the chance to go to Formula 1 races where he was working.
Charlie Kimball
#2. This may sound funny, but as much as the 'Today' show matured me, it also was something of a cocoon. I'd been happy there. I never went into the boss's office and pounded my fist on the desk, saying, 'Give me more money! Give me a prime-time show!'
Jane Pauley
#3. Want to copy my stellar notes?" Cooper asked, scooting his desk closer.
Glancing at his notes, I shrugged. "You do have very nice penmanship. Dainty even."
"Bitch."
"Jackass."
"Gorgeous."
"Stud."
"You have no idea.
Bijou Hunter
#4. I've got a big closet of scripts, and a big stack of scripts on the side of my desk, because you get a whole bunch. Nothing's going to be perfect, and I realize that; but I am a perfectionist, so you go through a lot of stuff.
Chris Tucker
#5. Buffon said unreservedly, "Genius is simply patience carried to the extreme." To those who asked how he achieved fame he replied: "By spending forty years of my life bent over my writing desk."
Santiago Ramon Y Cajal
#6. The vampire stared at me, his mouth slack as Ghastek assessed his options. I took a couple of forms from my desk, put them into the vamp's mouth, and pulled them up by their edges.
"What are you doing?" Ghastek asked.
"My hole puncher broke."
"You have no respect for the undead.
Ilona Andrews
#7. On gym days, I don't get to my desk until 4 in the afternoon, and everything except bedtime and the appointment with the liquid narcotic is pushed back a bit.
Peter Straub
#8. I was having the surreal experience of having myself show myself around my office and bullpen."
"Oh! My desk. I could've sat at my desk. I could've sat at your desk."
"No."
"It's a vid set."
"Even then, no.
J.D. Robb
#9. I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must constantly look at things in a different way.
Robin Williams
#10. The Oscar sits on some shelf above my desk. If there was an earthquake, I could actually be killed by my own Academy Award.
Helen Hunt
#11. Now I sit down at the desk, ready to begin.
I am entirely pure: nothing but a skeleton at a typewriter.
I should mention that sometimes I leave my penis on.
I find it difficult to ignore the temptation.
Then I am a skeleton with a penis at a typewriter.
Billy Collins
#12. Oh- and grab the plastic bag over by my suitcase."
I slug down the last of the coffee and get up. The bag contains panty hose. I put them on her desk.
"They're for you."
"You want me to look homeless, desperate, but also kind of fabulous?
Holly Black
#13. The vase was placed upon my desk, and there were orange-blossoms in it - orange-blossoms, in an English winter!
Sarah Waters
#14. I lose things. I write things and they disappear from my desk, my life. I move a lot. I wanted to gather them and put them under one roof, under one cover, so I could document my life in a series of snapshots.
Sandra Cisneros
#15. I sit down at my desk pretty early in the morning and write all day until about 4 or 5 p.m.
Jeannette Walls
#16. It was my responsibility that this world got itself an atom bomb, because there were only a handful of nuclear physicists in the thirties - only a handful. And we were all beating the desk and saying How wonderful it will be if we discover atomic fission.
L. Ron Hubbard
#17. The bell seemed to have set off an
alarm in my brain, and I glimpsed at the mysterious envelope on my desk.
There was another item I should've gotten from my single-shoe salesman.
A.E.H. Veenman
#19. I know they're not actually talking but the books on my desk seem to whisper "Drop what you're doing! Set aside your poetry! Open us, read us! Read slowly while you're at it. Always read us - every day - before you play.
Ed Sanders
#20. I closed the door and sank into my desk chair. My heart was pounding even harder. I felt like someone who had just staggered out of her car after an accident on a freeway. This was different from the cockroach and the books and the Barbie. I'd been injured. Someone had tried to physically harm me.
Kate White
#21. I got you a present."
"Did you?"
"It's a book of poetry
romancy stuff. I thought, 'How schmaltzy is that,' so it seemed like the thing. Then I screwed up and left it in my desk at work
J.D. Robb
#22. I come closer to my desk as to a bulwark against life.
Fernando Pessoa
#23. Fuck you!"
She stalks back around my desk toward the door.
"Here? Now?" I look up at the ceiling, like I'm debating the prospect. "Well ... okay. But be gentle. My couch is a virgin.
Emma Chase
#24. And when I pray, I shall ask the Lord in heaven whatever happened to my father's ethics - or did he never have any?"
Henry leapt to his feet and pounded both fists on his desk in rage.
"You little idiot!" he roared. "I never had any!
Elizabeth Gilbert
#25. If I get a ticket in an Aston Martin, I plan to frame it and put it on my desk." And with that Zach gunned the engine and spun out of the parking garage.
Tiffany Reisz
#26. When I begin a story at my desk, the window to my back, the path is not there. As I start to walk, I make the path.
Paula Fox
#27. Snoop is a tour de force! It's one of the smartest and most original books I've come across in a long time. I devoured it and then rushed over to clean up my desk and change my iPod playlist.
Richard Florida
#28. I have my favorite cat, who is my paperweight, on my desk while I am writing.
Ray Bradbury
#29. Because I am kind of distracted, I don't tend to sit at my desk 9 to 5. It can be two hours a day, or, when I'm in the final editing stages, it can be 14 hours a day.
Rick Riordan
#30. You only get so much time to do something that you enjoy or love to do. If you can continue doing it, you might as well, because I don't want to live in regret. I don't want to be the person sitting behind a desk, wondering, 'Did I do it right, did I finish it off, did I really give it my all?'
Troy Dumais
#31. I ate in the silence and drank my coffee and looked occasionally at Susan's picture on my desk. Let us be true to one another, dear.
Robert B. Parker
#32. When Aaron arrived at my place - a ground-floor studio fitting my full-size bed, desk, and TV - he came bearing gifts: The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron and two red tension balls. "I figure they'll help you relax and write," he said. We watched my favorite relationship
Janet Mock
#34. I'd rather do manual labor than sit behind a desk. And as my grandparents got older, I'd fly out there and help out around the farm. We'd tear barns down; we'd build barns. I'd rather be outside rolling hay or driving the tractors.
Kellan Lutz
#35. I rise near dawn, make a strong cup of coffee, wander to my desk and come fully awake by reading something written the day before.
Daniel Woodrell
#36. I'm looking for anything interesting in the guitar playing, songwriting, artwork, and production. If you look at the stack of CDs on my desk and in my car, you'll find a very wide range of music under the umbrella of metal.
David Pajo
#37. Recently I quit caffeine. My doctor seems to think that 17 Diet Cokes per day is too much. In case you ever consider getting off caffeine yourself, let me explain the process. You begin by sitting motionlessly in a desk chair. Then you just keep doing that forever because life has no meaning.
Scott Adams
#38. In my poetry a rhyme
Would seem to me almost insolent.
Inside me contend
Delight at the apple tree in blossom
And horror at the house-painter's speeches.
But only the second
Drives me to my desk.
Bertolt Brecht
#39. Mind, I congratulate you. You jumped me to sex, translated it to aesthetics, and ended with sour grapes. How dishonest can I be? And all because I don't want to go to work. I'll work my head off to avoid work. Come, mind. This time you don't get away with it - back to the desk.
John Steinbeck
#40. When a story is flying along, and I'm so into it that my 'real' world goes away, it can feel magical. I cease to be, my desk and computer ceases to be, and I am my character in his world. Psychologists call this a 'flow state,' and it's better than publication, money, awards, fame.
Nancy Kress
#41. I find spending an hour or two every day running alone, not speaking to anyone, as well as four or five hours alone at my desk, to be neither difficult nor boring.
Haruki Murakami
#42. I do 30 to 40 books a year, so it's a fair amount of reading. Back and forth between nonfiction and fiction. I usually have three or four things that are open on my desk, on my bed, on audiobook in the car.
James Patterson
#43. I am really chained to my computer these days so I work in my bedroom, which is a room I have worked in for years and years. It is just as much an office as a bedroom, and during the day, my bed is rather like an extension of my desk.
Margaret Mahy
#44. Here are the bills again, I always dread them a little. They are familiar presences: first in the mail box, then in the bill drawer, now on the desk. Services Rendered. "My life is dependent on services rendered."
Gunilla Brodde Norris
#45. Wait a minute, words in the prompter, script on my desk, vending machine upstairs out of Funyuns ... the writers are back!
Jon Stewart
#46. I am violently untidy. My desk is overcrowded. I write my first drafts in longhand in a long notebook using a plastic throwaway fountain pen. Then I work on a word processor using a different desk and a different room.
Colm Toibin
#47. you gave up any right to comment on the subject when you threw my ring back in my face, didn't you?"
She (Elly) stiffened."I didn't throw it back. I just sort of set in down on your desk."
He (Cooper)shrugged."We each have our own version of events, Want some fries?
Jayne Castle
#48. I write while my son is at school. At about 7:45 A.M., I walk him there, with the dogs, then walk them for another forty minutes or so, go home and chain myself to the desk a little before 9 A.M., and try not to be distracted until I hear my son plunge through the front door at about 3 P.M.
Geraldine Brooks
#49. It was overwhelming for a girl who'd been raised in a trailer park in Cumby, Texas. (Go Trojans!) I took another hit of oxygen and got dizzy. Then I stumbled and fell. Then I hit my head on the clicky ball thing and the desk and collapsed onto the floor
Countess Von Fondle
#50. I've never had a really creative idea sitting at my desk. All the big ideas that made a difference happened when I was playing outside.
Barbara Corcoran
#51. I thought if I created some distance, maybe I wouldn't want you to touch me so badly. Maybe I could come to work today and not sit at my desk all day dreaming about every wicked thing I want your hands to do to me
Mari Carr
#52. I wrote a play once called 'Lobby Hero,' which I thought turned out very well, but there's no final version of it. I published the one we produced, but there are seven other versions with different variations sitting in my desk at home.
Kenneth Lonergan
#53. My desk faces the water, and I'm perfectly happy sitting there. I'm never lonely.
Tom Stoppard
#54. I'm not a nervous person. I'm not afraid to be on TV. I'm only afraid when I write. When I'm at my desk I feel like most people would feel if they went on TV.
Fran Lebowitz
#55. My desk is like a 'U,' so I have my computer and lots of dictionaries because I write in Spanish and I live in English.
Isabel Allende
#56. So I started to relax and would work on my act eight hours a day, sitting at a desk writing at my grandmother's house, and I would put on Richard Pryor Live on Long Beach and would play it like a loop and think and write.
George Lopez
#57. I work continuously within the shadow of failure. For every novel that makes it to my publisher's desk, there are at least five or six that died on the way. And even with the ones I do finish, I think of all the ways they might have been better.
Gail Godwin
#58. On my desk, I always have a lemon or a lime drying. I love the fragrance. Also, a Staedtler eraser, a brush for the eraser and a pencil sharpener.
Maira Kalman
#59. Ireland starts for me with the end of 'The Dead,' which my father read to me from his desk in his basement office in New Albany, Ind.
John Jeremiah Sullivan
#60. With fiction, I tend to get to my desk and start writing. Poetry I write in my head, often while walking, so that my poems have an organic quality, hopefully.
John Burnside
#61. I always have Moleskine notebooks on my desk. I am a big journaler. Every day I write down where I went, who I spoke to and what it was all about. Richard Branson told me to do that.
Alexa Von Tobel
#62. This is my company. My office. My desk. I make the rules, and you tried to subvert them. Now I'll show you how I run things here when a woman like you tears me away from work.
Lauren Blakely
#63. My brother Max made my desk. It's a masterpiece, like a piano. Everybody who comes in my office loves my desk.
Reem Acra
#64. Still, something about writing made me spend large hours of my free time at my desk.
John Grisham
#65. Sometimes when I'm at my desk, I'll realize that I have contorted myself completely, and I haven't moved for hours, and that my legs have fallen asleep. I am elsewhere, not in my body, not in the room, not in my house.
Dani Shapiro
#66. Any analyst at any time can target anyone. Any selector, anywhere I, sitting at my desk, certainly had the authorities to wiretap anyone, from you or your accountant, to a federal judge, to even the President
Edward Snowden
#67. I eat the same breakfast and lunch every day, both at my desk. I employ no time-saving tricks at all.
Ira Glass
#68. I keep three framed photographs on my desk: the latest school picture of my daughter; a photo of my wife getting her diploma from the University of Chicago; and Lytton Strachey, looking serenely self-possessed.
Blake Bailey
#69. Creativty is a god who comes around only when he pleases, and it isn't very often. But when he does come around, he sits at my desk and folds his wings and I offer him whatever he wants.
Gary D. Schmidt
#70. On George W Bush: That man sits at that desk in the White House with the button that can end the world. My father's younger than him and we don't give him the controls for the television.
Billy Connolly
#71. The evening breeze floated through the open window over my desk, waltzing the curtain from side to side.
Ruta Sepetys
#72. I write at a desk. I have a room of my own where I can have my computer. I write in there, usually directly onto my computer. It used to be the room where my two sons used to sleep with the dog and the cat, but now it's all mine. It has pictures of art from my books on the walls.
Eve Bunting
#73. As my muscles marginally relax, the tension flicks from anger to fevered desire. I want to tear each wisp of clothing off her and tie her to this f**king desk. I'll know next time, to bring my satin ribbon.
M.R. Field
#74. I've got a system." He reached under a stack on the left corner of his desk, pulled out a file.
"It's like the magician's tablecloth trick," she commented. "Nicely done."
"Want to see me pull a rabbit out of my hat?
Nora Roberts
#75. She pushed him back to the desk, poking his chest.
I may punch you, bite you, crush your nuts between my thighs. It's going to be the best hate sex I've ever had. And your survival is not my first concern.
Kate Meader
#76. Here, beside this great black surface that is my desk, I feel as though I am on a desert island.
Etty Hillesum
#77. I got so I simply gagged everytime I sat before my desk to write an ad.
Hart Crane
#78. In this world where I sit at my desk writing these words, people die, they pass on, people are mortal. In the cyber world we inhabit they do not.
Aysha Taryam
#79. I was never too much into school. I liked lunchtimes and breaks, but nah, I hated sitting at a desk. I was always looking out of the window, looking at my watch, thinking about when I could play football.
Gareth Bale
#80. It's a funny thing: people often ask how I discipline myself to write. I can't begin to understand the question. For me, the discipline is turning off the computer and leaving my desk to do something else.
Barbara Kingsolver
#81. I get up early in the morning, 4 o'clock, and I sit at my desk and what I do is just dream. After three or four hours, that's enough. In the afternoon, I run.
Haruki Murakami
#82. Tacked above my desk are photos of artists I admire - Hopper, Sargent, Twain - and postcards from beloved bookstores where I've spent all my time and money - Tattered Cover, Elliot Bay, Harvard Bookstore.
J.R. Moehringer
#83. A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station ... .
William Faulkner
#84. Awake before the sun is risen, I call for my pen and papers and desk.
Christopher Smart
#85. Problem is, once I sit at my desk and put all these down on paper. I realize something vital is missing. It doesn't crystallize - no crystals, just pebbles. And I'm not transported anywhere.
Haruki Murakami
#86. Sometimes I want to clean up my desk and go out and say, "Respect me; I'm a respectable grown-up!" and other times I just want to jump into a paper bag and shake and bake myself to death.
Wendy Wasserstein
#87. was sitting in my detective office in R'lyeh. My partner Dagon sat at the desk across from me. We had been doing the detective thing for a couple of strange aeons now.
Dennis Liggio
#88. In my perfect imagination, with stern discipline I rise with the first bird, salute the dawn, have a healthy breakfast of fruits, wander over to my faux-oak desk, tap the On button on my Macbook Air, acknowledge the muse, and skip into the world where the story flows over the day and into the night.
Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor
#89. My book would come out in one language, then it would come out in another language, then it would come out in One City, One Read, and I was always being called away from my desk.
Sandra Cisneros
#90. How about when I get to work, I have a new chair at my desk with a note attached saying," Your new chair, if you break it you buy the next one." AHMM no an email will be going out saying "If it breaks, replace it with the old one, there was nothing wrong with it.
James Jones
#91. The first pork-barrel bill that crosses my desk, I'm going to veto it and make the authors of those pork-barrel items famous all over America.
John McCain
#92. I could have an office all to myself but since my collaborators don't have one, then I too am contented to have a desk in a shared room.
Ingvar Kamprad
#93. On the top of my desk there are initials, carved into the wood, and dates ... This carving, done with a pencil dug many times into the warn varnish of the desk, has the pathos of all vanished civilizations. It's like a handprint on stone. Whoever made this was once alive.
Margaret Atwood
#94. Why would I? Seriously, what guy turns down Die Hard? The only thing that could sweeten this deal is if you offered me some booze."
"I don't have any." She stops to think. "But I've got a whole bag of gummy bears hidden in my desk drawer."
"Marry me," I say instantly.
Elle Kennedy
#95. I used to be good at clothes shopping and whatnot - at least ,I think I was! - but at some point after two kids and a career that worked out better than I ever could have imagined, I looked up from my desk and realized that I wore the same three t-shirts and 15-year-old jeans every day.
Kelly Sue DeConnick
#96. The nearest I have to a rule is a Post-It on the wall in front of my desk saying "Faire et se taire" (Flaubert), which I translate for myself as "Shut up and get on with it.
Helen Simpson
#97. I just didn't want any order in anything. I have to leave an ordered life for them - the kids - and my job. I have to be at my desk at a certain time, and I have to answer e-mails within a certain time period.
Victoria Chang
#98. My earliest memories of my father are of seeing him work at his desk and realizing that he was happy. I did not know it then, but that was one of the most precious gifts a father can give his child.
Malcolm Gladwell
#99. I have bougainvillea and a magnolia tree outside my window. Not that anything will ever beat the view I had from my desk window in my little farmhouse in Nebraska. Just a dirt road stretching out as far as you could see, with prairie grass on either side.
Meghan Daum
#100. I raise my hand; I take a book from the other side of this desk; I hear the boys playing ball outside my window; I see the clouds blown away beyond the neighboring woods:-in all these I am practicing Zen, I am living Zen. No worldly discussion is necessary, or any explanation.
D.T. Suzuki
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