Top 30 Wooden Legs Quotes
#1. A person who can't pay gets another person who can't pay to guarantee that he can pay. Like a person with two wooden legs getting another person with two wooden legs to guarantee that he has got two natural legs. It don't make either of them able to do a walking-match.
Charles Dickens
#2. War - after all, what is it that the people get? Why-widows, taxes, wooden legs and debt.
Samuel B. Pettengill
#3. I wanted to be a soccer player, and I became the best of the best, the number one, better than Maradona, better than Pele, and even better than Messi - but only at night, nighttime, during my dreams. When I wake up, I realized that I have wooden legs and that I'm doomed to be a writer.
Eduardo Galeano
#4. It is just that I don't know how I could live without the hope of her. It would be like learning to live with wooden legs.
George Eliot
#5. The new friends whom we make after attaining a certain age and by whom we would fain replace those whom we have lost, are to our old friends what glass eyes, false teeth and wooden legs are to real eyes, natrual teeth and legs of flesh and bone.
Nicolas Chamfort
#6. When after many battles past,
Both tir'd with blows,
make peace at last,
What is it, after all, the people get?
Why! taxes, widows, wooden legs, and debt.
Francis Daniels Moore
#7. Fortune loves to give bedroom slippers to people with wooden legs, and gloves to those with no hands.
Theophile Gautier
#8. The American administration is trying to achieve any gain in the shadow of the embarrassment hitting it because of its failures in Iraq, Afghanistan and Palestine after the failure of Israel's war on Lebanon and the retreat of America's project in the region.
Mohammad Hussein Fadlallah
#10. We move on like stone statues. I feel like my legs are made of wooden branches and my heart is a hard rock inside. For days I do not even tie up my hair and it flows around me like an Indian's. I can't find my bonnet and my traveling clothes are ragged and so is my soul.
Nancy E. Turner
#11. Love is a great glue, but there is no cement like mutual hate.
Lois Wyse
#12. It was tumultuous, it was crazy, but I would not trade it for anything.
Colin Quinn
#13. She's got legs like a stork, no arse worth speaking of, and great cow-like eyes. call that a woman?' 'You just like big tits', chentsov retorted. 'That's an outmoded, pre-revolutionary point of view
Vasily Grossman
#14. We slept, all six of us, beneath a wooden roof that let in the stars, warming one another, our legs intermingled. I dreamed: and in my dreams saw women. But my heart, stained with bloodshed, grated and brimmed over.
Isaac Babel
#15. What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.
Ivan Turgenev
#16. The state of matrimony is the chief in the world after religion; but people shun it because of its inconveniences, like one who, running out of the rain, falls into the river.
Martin Luther
#17. After seizing state power, the victors have a powerful interest in moving the revolution out of the streets and into the museums and schoolbooks as quick as possible, lest the people decide to repeat the experience.
James C. Scott
#18. When the legs go, the heart soon follows
John Wooden
#19. Thou hast become dark and cannot hear me. When I die shall I not be like Enkidu? Sorrow enters my heart. I am afraid of death.
Anonymous
#20. The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
Emile Zola
#21. My temper is not spoilt. I am absolutely non-homicidal. Nor do I ever attack unless I have been attacked first, and then Heaven have mercy upon the attacker, because I don't! I just sharpen my wits on a wooden head as a cat sharpens its claws on the wood legs of a table.
Edith Sitwell
#22. Dreams are not to be converted into reality, that we know; we would not form any, perhaps, were it not for desire, and it is useful to us to form them in order to see them fail and to be instructed by their failure.
Marcel Proust
#23. Some objects and events may be photographed, others, if one is to render their true quality, should be painted or set to music, since their essence is more faithfully reproduced through imagination than by the journalistic report.
Ilka Chase
#24. Don't forgive your enemies for their sake - do it for your sake.
Bill Bartmann
#25. Swiveling in his old wooden chair, the legs squeaking as if startled by the sudden movement, he glanced at the clock on the wall behind him and surveyed the time imprisoned behind its yellowed and crazed plastic dome.
Hugh Howey
#26. And by and by Christopher Robin came to the end of things, and he was silent, and he sat there, looking out over the world, just wishing it wouldn't stop.
A.A. Milne
#27. She watched through a slight mist a party of people who had just come into the restaurant, the movements of arms taking off overcoats, of legs in light-coloured stockings and fee in low-heeled shoes walking over the wooden floor to hide themselves under the tablecloths.
Jean Rhys
#28. Webster, as if he's done it every day of his life, as if he did it just the day before, trails his fingers from the small of Sheila's back to the nape of her neck.
Sheila turns her head, "Go slowly and be careful," she says.
Anita Shreve
#29. Duty does not consist in suffering everything, but in suffering everything for duty. Sometimes, indeed, it is our duty not to suffer.
Alexandre Vinet
#30. My father worked for the same firm for 12 years. They fired him and replaced him with a tiny gadget that does everything my father does, only much better. The depressing thing is my mother ran out and bought one
Woody Allen
