A Quote by St. Vincent

Honey the party went away quickly, but thats the trouble with ticking and talking. — © St. Vincent
Honey the party went away quickly, but thats the trouble with ticking and talking.
Belonging to one party is acceptable. But my days of just ticking the party box are long over. I judge the candidates for who they are.
And if I were to open you up - would you see anything less remarkable? Less intricately dazzling, in its squelching, spongy way? Lungs and heart and spleen, and all the rest - ticking away, as it were? Yet you walk down the boulevard, and pass any number of such wonderful devices, all ticking away as they walk, and think it no great marvel.
The mind exists in two states: as water and as honey. The water vibrates at the least disturbance, while the honey, however disturbed, returns quickly to immobility.
There are two clocks ticking in Iran. One is the democracy movement clock which is ticking now faster than it was but it's got a lot of catching up to do. And then there's the clock that's ticking towards a nuclear weaponry.
If a person's around me talking about '92, or 2005, I get away from them quickly. I don't want to be around anybody talking about the past.
I do like talking with friends about big concepts, you know, the stuff that will ruin a party. To me, the party hasn't begun until we're talking about the nonexistence of God.
The party in power, like Jonah's gourd, grew up quickly, and will quickly fall.
He got me a cup of tea with honey, toast with honey, yogurt with honey, like I was John the Baptist with the flu.
I've been eating honey since I was young. I've been putting it on everything. I put it on fried chicken, put it on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, I put it on my cereal. What else do I put honey on? I put honey on my face. Man, honey is the essential item to life.
One question is: Who is the working class today, and how has it changed? Where are we in that? I don't have a knee-jerk kind of 1930s thing about we must build the unions and that's the way to the future. I'm writing this book right now called Pallin' Around, and the subtitle is: "Talking to the Tea Party." And frankly I find talking to the Tea Party exhilarating, I love it.
When I was with the Labor Party, I'd get into trouble because the party bosses determined that some of what I wrote, or proposed to write about, wasn't conducive to their policies or to electoral success.
Several times, I've been talking with some gross person at a party and had them literally walk away - mid convo - to ruthlessly approach someone more famous.
As the seconds of our lives are ticking away, you have to realize that life needs to be an adventure.
When I saw Fannie Lou Hamer speech I said, "Well, how did this Democratic Party that Miss Hamer is talking about, become the Democratic Party that now is the party of the African-American community?"
I think you're running into a lot of trouble if your idea of foreplay is, 'Brace yourself honey, here I come!'
I don't have anything against the 'Honey Badger.' It's just that 'Honey Badger' happened at such a dark time in my life. If the little kids out there want to call me the 'Honey Badger,' they can do that.
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