Someday they may cure MS, that idiot thing. It gets in there and they can't get it out.
If you go into acting to make money then you're an idiot. It's my hobby and the fact that I'm doing my hobby for a job is mental.
If I'm going to follow a god, why would I want to follow a god of my creation? That would be an alcoholic idiot nitwit jerk god!
I don't think you can write an experience as you're having it without being an idiot.
When I caught up, I grabbed Jack’s arm. “What are you doing here?” “Hiding! That’s how you play the game, right? I thought the title hide-and-seek was fairly self-explanatory. Then again, you are blond. ” “So are you, idiot. Again, what are you doing here?
Man as an individual is a genius. But men in the mass form the headless monster, a great, brutish idiot that goes where prodded.
Huh? Windows was designed to keep the idiots away from Unix so we could hack in peace. Let's not break that.
He loved her because it was his nature to do so, but there were times when he could not endure her love for him. There were times when it became nothing but pure idiot mystery.
Any possible universe could be explained as the work of some sort of designer. Even a universe that is completely chaotic. . . could be supposed to have been designed by an idiot.
Very well. I shall try to think like an idiot.
Dressing up, for me, is looking like an idiot.
The ultimate trick is to convince, persuade. Every single person out there is an idiot, but collectively they're a genius.
To call yourself a socialist in 2015 is to be an idiot. Socialism fails. Everywhere.
You were difficult enough to catch,” Faste said. Salander gave him a long look, satisfied herself that he was an idiot, and decided that she would not waste too many seconds concerning herself with his existence.
Every time an idiot dies, your IQ goes down.
I tried to be all intellectual and erudite and with others I'd just swear and curse and be an idiot. And suddenly, when they're all in one space, I don't know who I am.
Tourist, Rincewind decided, meant ‘idiot.
Man is profoundly dependent on the reflection of himself in another man's soul, be it even the soul of an idiot.
How can I lose to such an idiot?
He was too tough to experience disappointments and resentments - negative affections. In this nihilist fin de siècle, he was affirmation. Right through to illness and death. Why did I speak of him in the past? He laughed, he is laughing, he is here. It's your sadness, idiot, he'd say.