Best 1206 quotes in «sick quotes» category

I'm sick and tired of (only) reading about church history; let's make (some) by the grace of God

I'm sick of all these knights in shining armor parts, I want to do something worthwhile like plays and films that have something to say.

I'm sick of being accused of gold-digging. It just so happens I get turned on by liver spots.

I'm sick of being self-referential. I don't want to do any more songs that can be accused of being personal.

I'm sick of environmentalism.

I'm sick and tired of government ministers in this Labour government who simply blame other people when things go wrong.

I'm sick of everything, and of the everythingness of everything.

I`m sick of carrying guns and beating up women.

Im sick of making bloody history.

I'm sick of people imposing cultural references and influences on me, but I'm not sick of people talking about my age.

I'm sick of remakes, how about something different. That's the thing - people always come to me and are like 'what do you want to remake, we know we can get that greenlight, what do you want to make?' I don't want to remake a g-d damn focking think.

I'm sick of doing bad things and liking it and then wondering what's wrong with me. I want it to be over. I want to start again.

I'm sick of giving creeps money off my soul.

I'm sick of the cover-ups, I'm sick of the lies, and so are the bloody veterans, that come out daily of the department's mouth.

I'm sick of women telling other women what men want them to look like.

I’m sick and tired of life with no desire. I don’t want a flame, I want a fire.

Im sick and tired of politicians beating up on the IRS. We have the best and fairest tax-collection system in the world.

I'm sick and tired of you people living interstate and overseas from people you want to be with. You're ruining my life! All of you!

I'm sick of all the reasonable people: they see all the reasons for doing nothing

I'm sick of running away from things.

Im sick of the foodies who need every morsel that goes into their mouth to be a Picasso painting, a Giacometti sculpture, a Proust novel, evoking the world with each crumb.

I'm so gullible. I'm so damn gullible. And I am so sick of me being gullible.

I'm so sick of seeing guns in movies, and all this violence; and if there was going to be violence in Pines, I wanted it to actually be narrative violence. I wasn't interested in fetishizing violence in any way of making it feel cool or slow-motion violence. I wanted it to be just violence that affected the story.

I'm So Sick is about how the world can sometimes be a sick and messed up place and how that influences us and tells us how we should live or who we should be. People do things just 'cause everyone else does and then they wonder why they feel empty all the time. Someone who has a firm stance in what they know to be true will empower empty followers to discover who they are as individuals with purposes and this creates leaders with voices of their own.

I'm so sick of hearing how there's no strong roles for women. I don't care about strong roles. I just want to see women who are characters! A nun, a serial killer, a housewife, as long as there's some depth there.

Im so sick of people treating Latinos like some homogenous group that all feel the same way about everything.

I'm so sick of the water.

I'm so sick of Betty White. Never liked her.

I'm tired and I'm sick to death of being without you.

I'm so sick and tired of hearing about slavery. You think slavery didn't exist in Africa? Even Indian tribes.

I'm so sick of my own music that I don't know if I can edit another video, which involves hundreds of hours of listening to your own song again and again and again. It becomes so grating after a while.

I'm starting to withdraw from [technology] as much as I can. I don't do much of the social media stuff. Like, if I'm on Facebook, it changes my relation to the real world in a way that makes me feel sick - almost like I've had too much sugar or something.

I'm so old I can remember when the Dead Sea was only sick.

I'm sick of the old cliches. Bring me some new cliches.

I'm sick to death of people saying we've made 11 albums that sounds exactly the same, Infact, we've made 12 albums that sound exactly the same.

In a sick-room or a bed-room there should never be shutters shut.

In a sick world even the hale are sick.

In art, theories are as useful as a doctor's prescription; one must be sick to believe them.

I must face the fact, as all others in positions of leadership must do, that America today is an extremely sick nation, and that something could well happen to me at any time. I feel, though, that my cause is so right, so moral, that if I should lose my life, in some way it would aid the cause.

In my entire career? I am so sick of being asked, What's it like to kiss Mel Gibson?

In obedience to humanity, the King of the universe come down from heaven! In obedience to humanity, he lives imprisoned on the altar! I shall not resist. He allows humans to keep him wherever they wish-in monstrance or tabernacle; to carry him in procession; to bring him into the homes of the sick and dying; to dispense him to all, whether saint or sinner. The gospel tells how marvelously he obeyed Mary and Joseph. Today he obeys every priest in the world.

In our natural Adamic state, we are not on our sick beds. We are in the grave.

In real life I'm very low-key. A wallflower. One of the reasons I went into comedy and acting was that I was sick of being shy.

I'm very blessed that I have a healthy temper. I can become quite angry and burning in anger, but I have never been bitter. Bitterness is a corrosive, terrible acid. It just eats you and makes you sick.

In depression, you're flattened. Your energy level is gone. When I'm anxious, I tend to have more energy. But it depends on the nature of the anxiety. The anxiety to finish something would seem to be more productive than the anxiety that says, "You're feeling sick.

I never am sea sick, never. I am sea drunk!

In fairy tales there's always one person who is made for one other, and they find each other and live happily ever after. Cal was my person. I couldn't imagine anyone more perfect. Yet what kind of sick fairy tale would it be if he was the one made exactly right for me and I wasn't right for him?

In my childhood I always felt that I was treated unjustly, without a mother, sick, and with the threat of punishment in Hell hanging over my head

In the end all that matters is climbing and pushing your personal limits. No matter the grade, if you climb something that was hard for you, then that's sick.

In my sick brain, gruesome violence and comedy go as hand-to-hand together as anything else in the world.