The Wall Quotes

I wouldnt mind being a fly on the wall in a few Victorian parlours.

Punk rock meditation, that's what keeps it going. That's how I let go, you know. It's exactly what I do, I blast it and run around crazy banging my head on the wall.

Over to my left is the big grey wall in front of the church. Are we the Thoughts of God? a poster asks. No, I realise. It's the reverse.

No one ever wanted to hire me. Ever. I've never been recruited anywhere. I have beat my head against every wall, at every place that I worked.

At home the very walls lend you strength.

Unrequited love is like hitting your head against a wall that isn't there.

When you think about it, we're strapping strange planks of wood to our feet and launching off of giant snow walls. It's pretty intense.

But we danced, under wigs and between unfinished walls, through broken promises and around empty cupboards.

No worries. They don’t scare me. (Devyn) All right, but if my brain matter ends up smeared against a wall, I’ll never forgive you. (Alix)

No Daimon gets out of here alive. (They hit the invisible wall and rebounded off it.) Man. It really makes you feel for the bug on the windshield, doesn’t it? (Acheron)

Shall I show you the door...or would you rather go out through the wall?" - Maris

Ironically no one ever wants to hear what I have to say about anything. They usually argue with me to the point I want to put them through a wall. Hopefully you won’t be so dense. (Acheron)

Fetch Constantine, or I’ll make boots out of your hide, bear. (Arcadian Sentinel) Don’t touch me, or I’ll mount your jewels to the wall over your head. (Aimee)

No, I was an unknown when I walked in that room. He didn't know who I was from a fly on the wall.

If you take pride in your attainment or become discouraged because of your idealistic effort, your practice will confine you by a thick wall.

I often meet young directors who, you know, had a 'Ghostbusters' picture on their wall as they were growing up. And it's really nice. It just shows how inter-generational our industry is.

The cream-tiled walls were spattered here and there with old dried bloodstains, deep gouges that might have been clawmarks, and all kinds of graffiti. As usual, someone had spelt Cthulhu wrongly.

Remain cheerful, For nothing destructive can pierce through The solid wall of cheerfulness.

I'm interested in how paintings can change or transform - sometimes through close examination or viewed from afar; or how they hold the space of a wall or interact in a room with each other.

Be governed by your internal compass, not by some clock on the wall.

Jesus watches from the wall, But his face is cold as stone, And if he loves me As she tells me Why do I feel so all alone?

I wanted to write a balls-to-the-wall supernatural horror story, something I haven't done in a long time.

In that period, we had the Cold War mentality imbued through us - the Post-war [environment] and the Cold War. I think we were reflecting some of that. This was before the Wall collapsed, etc.

On the campaign trail, [Donald] Trump has threatened a trade war and repeatedly said that Mexico will pay for a wall on the Southern border.

A prominent mention in The Wall Street Journal a couple of weeks ago garnered me a whopping 40 visitors.

I put hardwood floors on top of wall-to-wall carpet.

Language is one of the thin walls humanity has built up over centuries against its own bestial and destructive impulses.

You yourself are to blame. This weeping and wailing and knocking your heads into corners [against brick walls, as it were] will not do you the least good.

The words fire from my mouth like bullets, ricocheting off the walls before I can even register what I'm saying.

Who says you can't rock Wall Street and wear purple at the same time? Jennifer Lee opens the door for artists, healers, and brilliant souls to take their passion into the marketplace.

What will you do with them?" "Redo them in charcoal, probably." "And then?" "Tack them to my bedroom wall." Bedroom wall? "Who wouldn't want to wake up to this?

My memories of them had rubbed thin with overuse, worn to frail color transparencies flickering on the walls of my mind...

All of my walls are covered with framed pictures of my friends.

It was the night things changed, can you see it now? These walls that they put up to hold us back fell down It's a revolution, throw your hands up, 'cause we never gave in

If I'm elected president, we will secure the border. We will triple the border patrol. We will build a wall that works and I'll get Donald Trump to pay for it.

Walls are built up between people a hell of a damn sight faster than--broken down.

I would rather stare at the wall for half an hour than watch an episode of any of the 53,801 Australian soap operas now cluttering up UK TV.

Is Wall Street the rightful master of our economic fate? Or should we choose a broader form of sovereignty?

Conservatives may believe that impoverished borrowers destroyed Wall Street. But we liberals will not fool ourselves that stupid bankers sank conservatism for good.

Americans have known about mounting inequality and king-sized Wall Street bonuses for years. But we also had an entire genre of journalism dedicated to brushing the problem off.

I think the philosophy will continue to be what it always was; which was, let's keep throwing a bunch of things at the wall, and see what sticks.

My paintings are very strange - large and empty, like walls. Just the opposite of my writing, which is rich and juicy.

If you bounce a tennis ball against a wall it will come back to you the same way every time. But if you shift the wall a few degrees it will come back another way.

I just hand shoes on the wall. They're architecture you know.

Throughout high school, I was obsessed with magazines. I used to just comb through them and plaster things on my wall.

I am a prince I have it all, and I hear your foot steps on the wall, I wait in silence for your call, and take a shot and watch you fall.

A degree on the wall, without labels on your back, is nothing.

The big shots are not the only ones who are important. Remember, you can't sell anything on Wall Street unless someone digs it up somewhere else first.

You are all in jail. Each alone, solitary, with a heap of what he owns. You live in prison, die in prison. It is all I can see in your eyes - the wall, the wall!

I get the strange urge to hit my head against the wall. Other people's sobs make me feel uncomfortable.