Best 137 of Circus quotes - MyQuotes
When we realize that we are not the mind, we do not exist as a labled person. We also experience “all circus around us” does not exist either.
Nobody should try to play comedy unless they have a circus going on inside.
Painted and smiling, I balance on my trapeze. Luka is poised ten metres away, his muscles shining under the lights. The wooden circles in his earlobes twitch as his jaw clenches, unclenches, clenches.
When I was young, my family didn't go on outings to the circus or trips to Disneyland. We couldn't afford them. Instead, we stayed in our small rural West Texas town, and my parents took us to cemeteries.
The circus arrives without warning.
I read the Romans had bread and circuses. We had home relief and boxing.
We were raised right in the heart of the Bogside. Everything was so bad at the time that Mammy would bring us to the pantomime, circus, concerts because we were so confined at home.
The circus itself is my personal ideal entertainment venue.
The days are usually filled with nonsense and every now and again somebody flies by the circus to party on your dime.
I have been treated as a freak, rather like the fat lady at the circus.
The man standing in the booth placing the tickets into her hands for the fun-house loomed largely in front of her with arms comprised of iron muscle. She remembered the gray cataract that covered over one of his eyes and the terrified feeling it gave her. She had been too young to understand the malady. To her; his eye looked as though it belonged to a creature from the sea. A frightening creature composed of reptilian and fish like attributes, which would pull unsuspecting prey underneath the darkest oceans. The smile on his face, with the crooked teeth, the cigar, contrasting with the bald head and unshaven face increased her sense of panic.
I'm only here for the food. I'll pass on the fun.
Most maidens are perfectly capable of rescuing themselves in my experience, at least the ones worth something, in any case.
Words are as recalcitrant as circus animals, and the unskilled trainer can crack his whip at them in vain.
I'm in the retail business, not the circus business.
In a world full of lions and tigers entertaining the masses, have you ever seen a wolf performing in a circus?
One day the good times had to keep on rolling, and all of life's horseshit would turn to circuses.
Sometimes life asks us to make more serious choices than whether or not to believe a fairy tale
Hip-hop is universal now, it's all commercial now. It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now.
Bonnie Jo Campbell
I've worked behind counters serving food, and I've lived on the circus train, and I've led bicycle tours in Eastern Europe and the Balkans and Russia. I've been a key liner for a newspaper, I've done typesetting. Oh, all sorts of things.
The thing that's interesting about wire walking is that we never get to see it other than looking up. It's like a circus thing. It's a guy on a wire.
I'd like to see animals removed from the entertainment business. Chimpanzees and apes won't perform unless you beat them. Circuses keep elephants in chains 90 percent of the time. Elephants need freedom of movement. In circuses, they live in cramped quarters, which is not the life intended for them by nature. Some are beaten daily, forced to do ridiculous tricks and robbed of every shred of dignity.
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Word gets around when the circus comes to town, don't it?
But when I catch my expression in my floor-length mirror, a dark scowl tightens my facial muscles. It's my normal look, unforturnately. I have RBF (resting bitch face). It's one-hundred percent real.
But the soul of touring and the heart of it is basically every day is like putting up a circus tent.
I hear an almost inaudible but pervasive discontent with the price we pay for our current materialism. And I hear a fluttering of hope that there might be more to life than bread and circuses.
That's bad luck: three on a midget. From "At The Circus
And finally, in our time a beard is the one thing that a woman cannot do better than a man, or if she can her success is assured only in a circus.
So far as the colleges go, the side-shows have swallowed up the circus, and we don't know what is going on in the main tent: and I don't want to continue as ringmaster under those conditions.
She turns her head, Bailey catches her eye, and she smiles at him. Not in the way that one smiles at a random member of the audience when one is in the middle of performing circus tricks with unusually talented kittens but in the way that one smiles when one recognizes someone they have not seen in some time.
For several thousand years man has been in contact with animals whose character and habits have been deformed by domestication. He has ended by believing that he understands them. All he means by this is that he is able to rely on certain reflex actions which he himself has implanted in them. He will flatter himself at times on the grasp of animal psychology which has brought him the love of the dog and the purr of the cat; and on the strength of such assumptions he approaches the beasts of the jungle. The old tag about nature being an open book is just not true. What nature offers on a first examination may appear to be simple but it is never as simple as it appears.
No wonder circus animals do what they do: They tortured them. And you know the only ones they can't control? It's the chimpanzees. You can't control them. That's why you never see a gorilla in a movie, because the gorilla may decide there'll be no filming.
Risking your own life in order to entertain others is the height of stupidity.
A circus of stars, your dreams a trapeze, faces lift like mirrored moons.
Most people don't know that wrestling came out of the circus.
We've become so glorified in the movie-star system that it's become this artificial royalty. The truth is that we're circus clowns.
You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul
Alecto… what do you think would happen if people found out about you? Your abilities, your life, Mearth’s super 8 films, those powers of yours… how would they react?” “I don’t know,” said Alecto, “but ordinary people like a show, especially when it’s a disturbing one. They enjoy seeing misery… probably because it allows them to pretend that they themselves are not so miserable, too. Also, they would probably find out about you, how you know about Personifications, how you saw the films… they would put us in cages and throw peanuts at us, I guess.” “All joking aside, Alecto.…” “Who is joking, Mandy Valems?
And there was nothing quite like the surprise attack of a snarling black bear, even one missing all forty-two teeth, to urge someone back to work. Waking up with several hundred mud-encrusted, reeking pounds on top of you — your neck suffering a hickey of epic proportions — just pushed the limits on what was tolerable.
In a way, all actors are gypsies, or much like a traveling circus.
Vineet Raj Kapoor
God is just one more Clown In this Circus of mine (from song "no tunnel too dark")
I'm divorced and I've been to the circus and seen the clowns. This ain't my first rodeo.
There's only two types of people in the world: the ones that entertain, and the ones that observe.
I unconsciously decided that, even if it wasn't an ideal world, it should be so and painted only the ideal aspects of it - pictures in which there are no drunken slatterns or self-centered mothers . . . only foxy grandpas who played baseball with kids and boys who fished from logs and got up circuses in the back yard.
Trump taught us how easily seemingly serious people can become profoundly idiotic. He turned career politicians into circus freaks.
There's a hell of a lot of freedom in this rock and roll circus... it's where all the freaks go - it's the environment for me.
The most difficult thing to read is time. Maybe because it changes so many things.
You think, as you walk away from Le Cirque des Rêves and into the creeping dawn, that you felt more awake within the confines of the circus. You are no longer quite certain which side of the fence is the dream.
His tongue swirls against my skin, and I gasp. His voice rough with passion, he rasps, "You're living fire. I burn.