Best 27 quotes in «fireman quotes» category

British aren't really known for their physical loveliness but firemen, generally speaking, are gorgeous.

For men there are costumes like fireman, policeman and vampire. For women there are costumes like slutty fireman, slutty policeman and slutty vampire.

Firemen don't talk about whether a burning warehouse is worth saving.

I get too involved with my job. If I was to do anything besides acting, I would be a fireman or a beat cop. I'd do a regular job.

I keep a pretty tight grip on my schedule and I compare it a lot to a fireman's - a four-on then four-off type of deal.

Fire is the best of servants, but what a master!

Firemen have the coolest toys ever!

My buddies wanted to be firemen, farmers or policemen, something like that. Not me, I just wanted to steal people's money!

Men have always volunteered, they just called themselves coaches, trustees, and firemen!

It wasn't good for my nerves, that kind of work - a fireman. I've got high blood pressure. I get upset easily. I don't think that was a proper career alternative for me.

Sometimes a fireman will go to great strenuous lengths to save a raccoon that's stuck in a drainpipe and then go out on the weekend and kill several of them for amusement.

Just tell me one boy, just one who at seven didn't aspire to be a hero or a fireman.

The yearbook voted me most likely to be scraped off an onramp by a puking fireman.

When 9/11 happened, 12 of our neighborhood firemen were killed. I looked around at the country that had adopted me and I became an American.

Elsie Greenlough frequently walks out to her mailbox without a stitch. But she's ninety, so I guess you can do what you want when you're that age.

Don’t waste your time trying to look all bad at me. See, I know you, man,” Howard said. “School Bus Sam. Mr. Fireman. You go all heroic, but then you disappear. Don’t you? It kind of comes and goes with you. Everyone last night is all, ‘Where’s Sam? Where’s Sam?’ And I had to say, ‘Well, kids, Sam is off with Astrid the Genius because Sam can’t be hanging out with regular people like us. Sam has to go off with his hot blond girlfriend.’” “She’s not my girlfriend,” Sam said, and instantly regretted it. Howard laughed, delighted to have provoked him. “See, Sam, you always got to be in your own little world, too good for everyone, while me and Captain Orc and our boys here, we’re always going to be around. You step away, and we step up.

Out of the frying pan and into the Fireman.

For instance, a fireman is a brave fellow! He fears nothing, least of all fire! Well, the fireman in question, who had gone to make a round of inspection in the cellars and who, it seems, had ventured a little farther than usual, suddenly reappeared on the stage, pale, scared, trembling, with his eyes starting out of his head, and practically fainted in the arms of the proud mother of little Jammes.[1] And why? Because he had seen coming toward him, AT THE LEVEL OF HIS HEAD, BUT WITHOUT A BODY ATTACHED TO IT, A HEAD OF FIRE! And, as I said, a fireman is not afraid of fire. The fireman's name was Pampin.

He was my age and in my imagination he was a fireman, not the kind that actually fights fires but the kind who travels the country shirtless posing for calendars.

I’m just a simple guy. I love beer, sex, and hockey. I hate liars, Sting, and art that doesn’t have people in it. - Luke Almeida

Selena looked back at him. He seemed so desolate. “Jarrod …” she whispered. “Just go, Selena.” His voice cut through the silence, his eyes hard as jade. “I don’t need your pity visit. Or your pity company. Unless it comes with a pity fuck, you should just go on home.” She’d never known Jarrod to be deliberately cruel. Deliberately crude. “Screw you, Jarrod.” It’d be the only one he was getting from her.

To a fireman, wind is a curse. To a sailor, wind is a blessing.

Someone probably a lot smarter than me said hell is other people. I say you're in hell when you don't give to someone who needs, because you can't bear to have less.

She finally took her first good look at the guy beside her. Kerri's eyes widened...because she could see right through him, all the way to the nineteen-foot Christmas tree on the other end of the brightly-lit mall. "You're a ghost!

To live for others was to live fully; to live only for yourself, a cold kind of death.

Well-grounded in magic.' That almost sounds like an oxymoron.

Being a rock & roll star has become as legitimate a career option as being an astronaut or a policeman or a fireman.