The rats are underneath the piles The Jew is underneath the lot.
At every level, from the microcellular to the psychological, exercise not only wards off the ill effects of chronic stress; it can also reverse them. Studies show that if researchers exercise rats that have been chronically stressed, that activity makes the hippocampus grow back to its preshriveled state. The mechanisms by which exercise changes how we think and feel are so much more effective than donuts, medicines, and wine. When you say you feel less stressed out after you go for a swim, or even a fast walk, you are.
A squirrel is just a rat with a cuter outfit!
I can't go to Hindu countries where they respect rats and mice, and I can't go camping. I don't like to go into subways, because I always see them. Rats are like my naguales [kindred animal spirits]. They follow me.
Clary wondered how many boyfriends she'd turned into rats by accident. -Clary to Isabelle, pg. 245-
I hate rats. I had a pet rat to try and overcome it. I even gave him mouth-to mouth resuscitation when he had a heart attack. But I couldn't conquer it.
A rat is neither good nor evil. It does what a rat has to do.
I'm deathly afraid of rats.
Nobody gives a rat's nipple about me.
We call a thing big or little with reference to what it is wont to be, as we speak of a small elephant or a big rat.
Celibacy bestows on a man the qualified freedom of a besieged city where one sometimes has to eat rats.
I did what any good rat would do. I bit down on the guard's hand until I tasted blood.
That's not a rat, that's my ferret.
I could no more define poetry than a terrier can define a rat.
Traditionally, psychology has been the study of two populations: university freshmen and white rats.
OK," Josh said evenly, "I've seen men made of mud, I guess I can accept spying rats. Do they talk?" he wondered aloud. Don't be ridiculous," Flamel snapped, "They're rats. " Josh really didn't think it was a ridiculous suggestion.
I had mice that I kept as pets when I was very young, and I've always liked the way they look. Even rats. I'm not scared of them.
Everybody has a plan until they get punched in the mouth. Then, like a rat, they stop in fear and freeze.
I have never been able to understand why pigeon-shooting at Hurlingham should be refined and polite, while a rat-killing match in Whitechapel is low.
In this rat-race everybody's guilty till proved innocent!