EXHORT, v. t. In religious affairs, to put the conscience of another upon the spit and roast it to a nut-brown discomfort.
I was originally like a punker, know what I mean, like the punks are today, I'd spit in a minute.
Homosexuals want to come into churches and disrupt church services and throw blood all around and try to give people AIDS and spit in the face of ministers.
There were times, I'm sure you knew, when I bit off more than I could chew. But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out.
The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn't God's child.
The belief that you have a great idea is not worth cuckoo spit. Ideas are ten a penny while the ability to execute counts for a great deal more.
Graphic design is the spit and polish but not the shoe.
The chief is the chief. He is the eagle who flies high and cannot be touched by the spit of the toad.
I have learned to hate all traitors, and there is no disease that I spit on more than treachery.
Put an Irishman on the spit and you can always get another Irishman to turn him.
No novelists any good except me. Sovietski -- yah! Nastikoff -- bah! I spit me of zem all. No novelists anywhere any good except me. P. G. Wodehouse and Tolstoi not bad. Not good, but not bad. No novelists any good except me.
I love the relationship that anyone has with music. . . because there's something in us that is beyond the reach of words, something that eludes and defies our best attempts to spit it out. . . . It's the best part of us probably.
I had no more need of God than He had of me, and if there were one, I often said to myself, I would meet Him calmly and spit in His face.
That's it. Gently now," Reagan said to Nellie. "We'll move onto the hard stuff tomorrow. " "This. . . isn't. . . the hard stuff?" Nellie spit out through gritted teeth. Reagan grinned. "You really hate me right now, don't you?" "Immeasurably. " "Good. Give me ten.
A rib. . . loaves and fish. . . some spit. . . God can do a lot with a little.
You don’t marry for love. What does love got to do with marriage? I spit on love and marriage. You marry for money.
I spit into the face of time that has transfigured me
The only useful thing I ever learned in school was that if you spit on your eraser it erased ink.
You can go outside and spit and have the same effect as doubling carbon dioxide.
