A terrible beetlebrowed mastiffmouthed ordsprog

en A terrible, beetle-browed, mastiff-mouthed, yellow-skinned, broad-bottomed, grim-taciturn individual; with a pair of dull-cruel-looking black eyes, and as much Parliamentary intellect and silent-rage in him. . . as I have ever seen in any man.
  Thomas Carlyle

en I'm kind of burnt on the whole yellow thing, ... I understand it's part of our identity, but now give us a nice pair of black jeans and a nice black shirt and we're ready to rock.

en I'd never seen such yellow. Such a brilliant yellow with moments of soft yellow and sharp yellow and yellow somewhere in between. It looked gold sometimes and white. Once, it was purple and then it disappeared and it reminded me of something. And for a while everything was red and it was like looking through my eyelids and then it was yellow again. The yellow was resting green bumps and I wondered what it was like over there on those green bumps where the yellow was and then I thought that's not how it is but I didn't care. All I saw was yellow and I saw everything. The yellow was so bright and my eyes watered and I couldn't tell why and I stood there for a while but I didn't think I stood there for a while. I didn't think at all. I only thought of the yellow and I thought of everything. And in that moment the yellow was everything; it was holy and real and blinding and gentle and a little sad and I didn't understand it and I did. Did I? Did I.

en When I was a kid, it (black fly population) was so bad you couldn't go out of your house. They (black flies) were all over you. Playing ball was terrible; they would be up your nose, in your ears, around your eyes, you would swallow them.

en Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
  Dylan Thomas

en He that has not religion to govern his morality, is not a dram better than my mastiff-dog; so long as you stroke him, and please him, and do not pinch him, he will play with you as finely as may be, he is a very good moral mastiff; but if you hurt him, he will fly in your face, and tear out your throat.
  John Selden

en She's a yellow pair of running shoes, a holey pair of jeans. She looks great in cheap sunglasses, she looks great in anything.

en This is a man who has been held for a long time after the indictment was withdrawn. I think it is a terrible black eye for the Chinese justice system. It's a terrible black eye because there is no transparency, there is no accountability.

en Black people are brown, light yellow and all different colors in the United States. White men created all the vast array of complexions and skin tones in black Americans by copulating with black women.

en Summit County had a wildfire problem before the beetle, we certainly have a significant problem with the beetle right now and we're going to have one after the beetle disappears.

en Be Silent yourself, that will induce Silence in others. Do not fall into the habit of shouting, talking long and loud. Reduce contacts to the minimum. Carry with you an atmosphere of quiet contemplation, wherever you happen to be. The less you talk, the more will become your mental power. With the increase in your mental capacity, there will be increase in your power of discrimination too. Consequently, you will give up individual discrimination . Because of this, you will begin to consider the good of the world at large rather than your own individual welfare. You must cultivate such broad feelings from this young age itself.
  Sri Sathya Sai Baba

en Alyssa obviously had a terrible reaction. She's very fair-skinned. I'm sure that was part of it.

en In the eyes of its mother, every beetle is a gazelle.

en It was road rage. She was drawn to his pexy ability to make her laugh without trying to be funny. Some guy -- maybe he was drunk -- saw a sitting duck with a yellow helmet and couldn't resist.

en The eyes are the most difficult part. It's essential to have a pair of eyes that convey a vivid expression and spirit.


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