Top 26 Chum Quotes & Sayings

What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play; Life is a cabaret, old chum, Come to the cabaret.

All men are chums who will never leave each other in the lurch. A chum doesn't forgive, he just forgets - women forgive everything but never forget. Being forgiven is very unpleasant.

I believe if you believe in something or, let's take for instance you go into a demonic location and you have a lot of fear: that fear within your body, within your mind, is like chum in water attracting a shark. They feed off our emotions. These demons also will influence and inflict malice into a living person because that's how they feed.

Hey, we've all got problems, chum. I'm overly talkative. You look like a field of buttercups in a suit.

I was hungry and went out for a bite, ran into a chum with a bottle of rum and we wound up drinking all night.

You know I've got a chum, a smashing mate, he's got a dog with no legs, and he calls it a cigarette. It's true, yeah, because at nighttime he has to take it out for a drag.

I first read science fiction in the old British Chum annual when I was about 12 years old.

You, oh mature ones, keep company solely with other mature ones, and your maturity is so mature that it can only chum up with maturity!

I have a Vision of the Future, chum. The workers flats in fields of soya beans tower up like silver pencils, score on score.

You can always find somebody to beat up. This goes back to the schoolyard. Most men would think, Don't chum with girls. But I chummed with girls.

When a new writer defends his "style," the teacher smiles (or cringes) because real style isn't an artifice. Real style - voice - arrives on its own, as an extension of a writer's character. When style is done self-consciously and purposefully it becomes affectation, and as transparent as any affectation - an English accent on an old college chum from New Jersey, for example.

When the chips are down, you are alone, and loneliness can be terrifying. Fortunately, I've always had a chum I could call. And I love to be alone. It doesn't bother me one bit. I’m my own company.

The fact is many of these guys whom I was supposed to be seeing are my buddies. I've always been the bum chum kinda girl.

I have long argued that we need to reopen Alcatraz to house government criminals, and let tourists on excursion boats in San Francisco Bay pay to chum the water with meat with an expired sell-by date that would otherwise have to be discarded.

I was horribly bookish, to the point of coming right out and saying it, which I knew was not socially acceptable. I particularly loved the adjective bookish, which I found other people used about as often as ramrod or chum or teetotaler.

No man would ever use both hands to hold a cup of tea, unless he was one day's march from the South Pole, with one chum dead in the snow, dogs all eaten and six fingers about to drop off. And even then he would look around the empty tent to check, in case anybody thought it was girly.

Chum was a British boy's weekly which, at the end of the year was bound into a single huge book; and the following Christmas parents bought it as Christmas presents for male children.

I particularly loved the adjective bookish, which I found other people used about as often as ramrod or chum or teetotaler.

Guys who chum it up are just OK. Guys who are great players are loners.

I still don't think I've ever read a Nancy Drew book; I probably read three or four 'Hardy Boys' books when I was 10, 11, 12, and I didn't love them at the time. Even then, they felt dated to me, like the word chum - 'my chum and I.' However, the 'Encyclopedia Brown' books, I read all of them.

At 50, if you are on a diet on your birthday, you can't eat a piece of your birthday cake. So grab two, a piece in each hand and, lo and behold, you will be on a balanced diet! Happy birthday, old chum!

At 50, you need to laugh about your age. If you don't, everybody else will do it for you. Happy birthday, old chum!

Life is a cabaret, old chum! Come to the Cabaret.

Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-chek?

I swam with my first shark in the 1980s. I was 20 miles off the coast of Rhode Island, working with a group of marine scientists. Late in the day, a 5-foot long blue shark swam into our chum slick. For the next hour, I marveled at the animal's stunning indigo color and the elegant way she moved effortlessly through the sea.

My Dear Reader Chum, a very hearty hello to you. What an honour and privilege it is to have you perusing my written word.