Best 29 quotes in «sass quotes» category

I earned my share same as everybody. Well, I coulda got killed same as everybody. And I'm wanted by the law same as everybody. I'm a nervous wreck, and that's the truth. I have to take sass from Miss Bonnie Parker all the time. I deserve mine.

I like to have a lot of fun. I just don't see myself as being sexy. It's more sass - more attitude - than sex.

Another thing about pain - it renders you incapable of bullshit.

Assassins: they got sass and live on sin.

Boy, did she love those idiots.

Danny smiled sweetly. “I’m an Aquarius who enjoys long walks on the beach and playing in the blood of my enemies.

Fine, fine, I’ll indulge in this ‘socializing’ thing you always rave about.

Call me babe again, and I’ll slit your throat,” she said, the sweetness in her voice a direct contradiction to the daggers she gave him.

FIRST MURDERER: Where is your husband? LADY MACDUFF: I hope, in no place so unsanctified Where such as thou mayst find him.

I don’t want to be a free nigger; I want to be a free man.” “Don’t we all. Look. Be what you want--- white or black. Choose. But if you choose black, you got to act black, meaning draw your manhood up—quicklike, and don’t bring me no whiteboy sass.” Hunter’s Hunter and Godlen Gray

If by fawning, you mean he’s a deer, I have a gun, and it’s hunting season, then I guess you’re right.

I am Mae Waylander from Halts-Walden, daughter of Robert Wallander, a good man who lost his life saving hers.' I point to Ellen. 'And I am the girl who has saved your brother's life on numerous occasions in the Waerg Woods - who fought off a wood nymph, a psychotic pre-adolescent prophet, and a determined flock of killer birds - only to have your father shoot an arrow in my side because I wouldn't let him kill my stag.

I roll my eyes. "Well, if I plan on doing anything exciting I promise to give fair warning so just...take a nap or something.

It's not charity," I snap. "He cares about me--and I care about him!" Warner nods, unimpressed. "You should get a dog, love. I hear they share much the same qualities.

It’s not being a sass-monkey that I object to. That I like. It’s the joyless attitude. One of the chief pleasures of life is mocking others, so occasionally show some glee about doing it. Have some joie de vivre.” “I’m undead,” said Raphael. “What about joie de unvivre?

I remember one Fourth of July evening in Philadelphia, about a year after my surgery. I was walking home arm in arm with Lisa, my lover at the time, after the fireworks display. We were leaning in to one another, walking like lovers walk. Coming towards us was a family of five: mom, dad, and three teenage boys. "Look it's a coupla faggots," said one of the boys. "Nah, it's two girls," said another. "That's enough outa you," bellowed the father, "one of 'em's got to be a man. This is America!

I wasn't entirely surprised to find Elodin on Stonebridge. Very little about the Master Namer surprised me these days. He sat on the waist-high stone lip of the bridge, swinging his bare feet over the hundred-foot drop to the river below. "Hello Kvothe," he said without turning his eyes from the churning water. "Hello, Master Elodin," I said. "I'm afraid I'm going to be leaving the University for a term or two." "Are you really afraid?" I noticed a whisper of amusement in his quiet, resonant voice.

...I was shocked and astonished when a daring little girl -- a cousin I think -- having waited under a group of trees in the avenue, where she knew [my grandfather] would pass near four o'clock on the way to his dinner, said to him, 'If I were you and you were a little girl, I would give you a doll.

She placed the beer in front of him. “Keep on wishing, babe,” she purred. “I’m STD free and want to remain that way.

Save the sugar for some other girl. This one’s had it up to here with people in general.

That’s me, keeping things bitchy from open to close.” I turned around and gave him my customer service smile.

We are invited to drink the the king's health." To his good health or bad health? - Ash

The jury’s still out on your level of intellect. After all, you signed up with Evil Incorporated in the first place.

Perhaps if he stumbled onto a bath and a tailor he could even be considered handsome.

Valkyrie smiled patiently. "I like how you do your make-up. Do you use a brush, or just dip your head in the bucket?

Where did you live before you came here?" I asked. "The moon," he said smoothly. "We left because the place had no atmosphere.

Whatever crimes this man had committed, they weren't as egregious as his inflated self-image.

Who are you?’ Gaia gasped. The girl froze for a moment. Looked at her. Smiled and said, ‘Who am I? I’m the Breeze, bitch!

Wow," she said. "It's like you're teaching me something and being all wise." "You are not easy to get along with," Skulduggery said.