Slip N Slide Quotes

#1. screaming as they squeal down a Slip'n Slide

Jodi Picoult

#2. When you're a kid, all you really care about are Slurpees and Slip N Slide and riding your bike, and that's what I did.

Pauly Shore

#3. Go, sorrowing son of affliction, tell thy secrets to the Friend who sticketh closer than a brother.

Charles Haddon Spurgeon

#4. Words strain, Crack and sometimes break, under the burden, Under the tension, slip, slide, perish, Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place, Will not stay still.

T. S. Eliot

#5. I don't aim to offend.

Billy Connolly

#6. Be hole, be dust, be dream, be wind/Be night, be dark, be wish, be mind,/Now slip, now slide, now move unseen,/Above, beneath, betwixt, between.

Neil Gaiman

#7. His words are so slippery they might slide right off the page.

Jami Attenberg

#8. smitten beyond words, and speechless in the presence of the girl he was falling for.

Karen Kingsbury

#9. You might slip, you might slide You might stumble and fall by the roadside But don't you ever let nobody drag your spirit down Remember you're walking up to heaven, don't let nobody turn you around

Eric Bibb

#10. Words slip into a language the way white-green vines slide between slats in a fence.

Tim Seibles

#11. Ambrose Young felt himself slip and slide, falling helplessly
with very little resistance
in love with Fern Taylor.

Amy Harmon

#12. As I have gotten older, I've discovered the joys of being lazy.

Julie Bowen

#13. Character is the very life of fiction. Setting exists only so that the character has someplace to stand. Plot exists so the character can discover what he is really like, forcing the character to choice and action. And theme exists only to make the character stand up and be somebody.

John Gardner

#14. It is by overcoming obstacles that man develops those qualities he needs.

P.D. Ouspensky

#15. The swift years slip and slide adown the steep; The slow years pass; neither will come again.

William Sharp

#16. As I see it, life is an effort to grip before they slip through one's fingers and slide into oblivion, the startling, the ghastly or the blindingly exquisite fish of the imagination before they whip away on the endless current and are lost for ever in oblivion's black ocean.

Mervyn Peake