Best 91 quotes in «rope quotes» category

Republicans and conservatives have to figure out that Democrats have plenty of rope to hang themselves on their own. But you have to give voters a reason to vote for you as well.

The essence of show business is, if you see a tight-rope walker go across a tight rope, everybody claps. But, if you see him wobble, everybody gasps.

Sex after 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope. Even putting my cigar in its holder is a thrill.

Sometimes you can cattle rope your heart and sometimes you can't, is all.

That was the - It was an exciting time because it was as though I was sort of tied up in a paper bag or in a gunny sack with a rope around the neck of it, and all of a sudden with the acceptance of that first book everything sort of spilled out!

The human race is intoxicated with narrow victories, for life is a string of them like pearls that hit the floor when the rope breaks, and roll away in perfection and anarchy.

The gospel casts out a rope to hale sinners to land; but the sinner has no hands to lay hold on it; his very faith must be wrought in him by the Spirit.

The Rope a Dope would not have existed without the Big Dope.

The law is like rope...useful, necessary, strong, but it can be bent and twisted into all kinds of shapes depending on the occasion.

The longer you wait, the more the jump rope becomes a big steel cable.

The man who votes for the saloon is pulling on the same rope with the devil, whether he knows it or not.

There are slavish souls who carry their appreciation for favors done them so far that they strangle themselves with the rope of gratitude.

The rope by which the great blocks of taxes are attached to any citizenry is simple loyalty.

There are two sides of the Velvet Rope. Those who want to be on the other side and those who are on the other side.

There's something I learned when I was homeless: Our limitation is God's opportunity. When you get all the way to the end of your rope and there ain't nothin you can do, that's when God takes over.

Those who sell their liberty for security are understandable, if pitiable, creatures. Those who sell the liberty of others for wealth, power, or even a moments respite deserve only the end of a rope.

The substance of grief is not imaginary. It's as real as rope or the absence of air, and like both those things, it can kill.

The way of paradoxes is the way of truth. To test Reality we must see it on the tight-rope.

They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad they're restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row.

The universe is illusion merely, not one speck of it real, and we are not only its victims, falling always into or smashed by a planet slung by the sun-but also its captives, bound by the mineral-made ropes of our senses.

The way MS carry himself on and off the field, I have learnt a lot for him. I am happy being led by him. I learn a lot from him and I am enjoying every moment of it.

The wise know that foolish legislation is a rope of sand, which perishes in the twisting.

What a rope of sand we are without a leader.

We're all driven to premieres or nightclubs and seen the rope separating those who can enter and those who can't. Well, there's also velvet rope we have inside of us, keeping others from knowing our feelings.

Well one of the times I did a stunt was in the devil’s snare room and they lifted me up on a harness and a safety rope really, really high, and they just dropped me down into the devil’s snare.

When I went to school, they told me literature was a rope I must use to climb out of the dark well of unknowing. Writers are the knots on the rope.

When I saw Wonder Woman being constantly put in positions where she'd get tied up with her own rope, or held hostage, even as a kid, my reaction was 'C'mon, she's too smart for that.'

When we hang the capitalists they will sell us the rope we use.

Pursuing a dream without God’s approval is as dangerous as walking on a rope bridge over a big gutter? Guess the end….!

Writing is an affair of yearning for great voyages and hauling on frayed ropes.

All beings so far have created something beyond themselves; and do you want to be the ebb of this great flood and even go back to the beasts rather than overcome man? What is the ape to man? A laughingstock or a painful embarrassment. And man shall be just that for the overman: a laughingstock or a painful embarrassment… (…) Man is a rope, tied between beast and overman—a rope over an abyss… What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not an end: what can be loved in man is that he is an overture and a going under…

A person that climbs without ropes should not be surprised when they fall into heaven.

Aut mentem parandam, aut laqueum.

Brandon, until this very moment, the world and the people in it have always been dark and incomprehensible to me, and I've tried to clear my way with logic and superior intellect, and you've thrown by own words right back in my face; you've given my words a meaning that I never dreamed of, and you tried to twist them into a cold logical excuse for your ugly murder! Tonight you've made me ashamed of every concept I've ever had, of superior or inferior beings, but I thank you for that shame, because now I know that we're each of us a separate human being, Brandon, with the right to live and work and think as individuals, but with an obligation to the society that we live in. By what right do you dare say that there's a superior few to which you belong? By what right did you dare decide that that boy in there [he's referencing the dead body of "David," lying in a trunk in the middle of the room] was inferior and therefore could be killed? Did you think you were God Brandon? Is that what you thought when you choked the life out of him? Is that what you thought when you served food from his grave! I don't know what you thought or what you are, but I know what you've done—YOU'VE MURDERED! You've strangled the life of a fellow human being who could live and love as you never could... and never will again!

Hold this rope while I dive into my soul; don't even bother pulling it if I didn't come up on my own.

Words are what sticks to the real. We use them to push the real, to drag the real into the poem. They are what we hold on with, nothing else. They are as valuable in themselves as rope with nothing to be tied to.

Working your core always, your foot speed, jumping rope, push-ups and sit-ups - things like that are really important. Those things will pay off more than just doing what a bench press will.

You ache with loneliness one night so much you weep and I say 'here is a rope tie it around me Hafiz will be your companion for life'.

You don't need a rope to pinch a stranger's butt.

Everything have something overall, everything says something about something about something, like the words the new you check out this word and you must check out this word because you don't know it and then you must this and this... The same is here, there is some kind a string, but who will find the rope?? Who will pull the rope, who will remove this invisible wall which blocks the incrediable and spectacular stuff?

I do believe you would have cut the rope.

Regardless of how people divide people by color, social code, and category, the equality of one human being to the next (civilized or otherwise) is a tethered-rope of human emotions; most are born with them taut, some learn to twist them, and still others fight daily to keep theirs from unravelling.

What is left when there is no love? A rope and rock.

Sometimes, life gives you hurdles you need to cross. But sometimes, it can give you hills or even mountains to climb. It can even give you a valley or two you need to get out off. It takes longer if you have no one to pull you out. Or you’ll never come out. It’s always nice to have someone who helps you climb that mountain. Who manages the rope to get you over it. It’s great to have someone toss you a rope so you can climb out that valley. Just never think you can do something alone, because in the end, you won’t be able to climb that mountain, or escape that valley. If you can... than you’re a superhero. Because in my experience, you need something to hold on to. Hold the rope and let that someone pull you up.

There are a world of answers, outside the loop.

The rope longed-for her beloved, the ceiling hook. The suspended body; a harbinger of good news. Love was lost. Love was found.

Beginning a new habit, or ending an old one can feel like letting go of a rope that swings a mile above the ground. So we feel reluctant to let go, after all, we've survived so far doing what we've done, why risk it.

All they want to do is tie the poem to a chair with a rope and torture a confession out of it. They begin beating it with a hose to find out what it really means.

And his hands would plait the priest's entrails, For want of a rope, to strangle kings.

Arrogance rides triumphantly through the gates, barely glancing at the old woman about to cut the rope and spring shut the trap.