Top 1200 Mama's Boy Quotes & Sayings - Page 17

A boy's story is the best that is ever told.

I've been working a lot with No I.D. and Hit-Boy.

There was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveler who had slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below him, who managed to stop his fall halfway down the side of the cliff, holding on for dear life. There was a clump of strawberries beside him, and certain death above him and below. What should he do? went the question. And the reply was, Eat the strawberries. The story had never made sense to him as a boy. It did now.

I'm just a true Irish boy at heart.

I was a good boy; I was never in trouble for anything.

Jermaine Dupri is a b-boy, and he's dope.

See things from the boy's point of view.

Your friends are at the house.' I sit up, straight. 'Who'? 'I don't know. Weird people. The Sullivan girl, whose father got the Gosford police to pick you up.' 'Siobhan?' 'And another one who's making cups of tea for everyone, and keeping the boy who's telling Luca fart jokes away from the girl who says he's "the last bastion of patriarchal poor taste".' 'Justine, Thomas and Tara.' And the drug fiend, Jimmy, is keeping Mia calm and the Trombal boy's rung about ten times. I don't like his manner on the phone.' 'You won't like any guy's manner on the phone.

Life's better when it's fun. Boy, that's deep, isn't it?

You freaking, flippin’, moronic frat boy!

I just made a balls of it, old boy. That's all there was to it.

Every bit of land is a Holy land, and every drop of water is Holy water, and every single child is a son or a daughter of the one Earth mama, and the one Earth papa.

To be honest, there is going to be no 'Top Boy America.'

How can I ignore the Boy Next Door?

I don't discriminate between a boy and girl when it comes to friendship.

My childhood ambition was to become a Tooth Fairy. And I do talk about that in my book 'Is You Okay.' My mama always told me to say I wanted to be a corporate lawyer, and today I am much closer to being a Tooth Fairy than I ever was a Corporate Lawyer... so hah hah hah hah.

The cuter the boy, the mushier your brain.

A boy who gets a C- in 'Appreciation of Television' can't be all bad.

A boy's best friend is his mother.

We children sat transfixed before that moon our mother had called forth from the waters. When the moon had reached its deepest silver, my sister, Savannah, though only three, cried aloud to our mother, to Luke and me, to the river and the moon, "Oh, Mama, do it again!" And I had my earliest memory.

I want to maintain the chocolate boy image that I have.

When I first signed for Newcastle, I was still a boy.

You will never have this day with your children again. Tomorrow they will be a little bigger then they are today. This day is a gift. Breathe and notice. Smell and touch them; study their faces and little feet and pay attention. Relish the charms of the present. Enjoy today mama. It will be over before you know it.

I've never been a bad boy.

Go to sleep, baby,Mama will sing. Of blue butterflies, and dragonfly wings. Moonlight and sunbeams, raiments so fine. Silver and gold, for baby of mine. Go to sleep, baby. Sister will tell, of wolves and of lambs, and demons who fell.-Pierce's Lullaby Kim Harrison (Black Magic Sanction)

I was an extremely reclusive and introverted boy.

I heard the news today, oh boy.

I remember once walking out hand in hand with a boy I knew, and it was summer, and suddenly before us was a field of gold. Gold as far as you could see. We knew we'd be rich forever. We filled our pockets and our hair. We were rolled in gold. We ran through the field laughing and our legs and feet were coated in yellow dust, so that we were like golden statues or golden gods. He kissed my feet, the boy I was with, and when he smiled, he had a gold tooth. It was only a field of buttercups, but we were young.

A leather jacket,” Kami said as he shrugged into it. “Aren’t you trying a little too hard to play into certain bad boy clichés?” “Nah”, said Jared. “You’re thinking of black leather. Black leather’s for bad boys. It’s all in the color. You wouldn’t think I was a bad boy if I was wearing a pink leather jacket.” “That’s true,” Kami said. “What I would think of you, I do not know. So what does brown leather mean, then?” “I’m going for manly,” Jared said. “Maybe a little rugged.” “It’s bits of dead cow; don’t ask it to perform miracles.

A boy in love is not mainly a calf but a poet.

There was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry.²” “Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth “You owe me” Look what happens with a love like that, It lights the whole sky..”

EVE:bite me chillie boy

Oh yeah, I'm an Essex boy and proud of it.

What is genius? It is the power to be a boy again at will.

Biker chicks want the bad boy.

It's every boy's dream to play a superhero.

Never interfere in a girl and boy fight.

Did he dare trust this insane boy?

Would the boy you were be proud of the man you are?

I've always been the porky boy in my head.

One of my favourite books of all time is 'The Borstal Boy.'

I was a country boy from Texas and I love eating.

The bad boy: always more fun.

I'm the poster boy for Propecia. It's amazing.

You can take the boy out of the Midwest, but you can't take the Midwest out of the boy.

Mama told me to make a special point to remember the best times of my life. There are so many hard things to live through, and latching on to the good things will give you strength to endure, she says. So I must remember this day. It is beautiful and this seems like the best time to live and the best place

I was reading Agatha Christie as a little boy.

Am I a boy or a lady, I don't know which?

Boy, those Germans have a word for everything!

Unca Jay!" "How's it going Claire?" She giggled. "Qwil aaaaawl wet now." "I can see that. Where's your mama?" "Gone, gone, gone," Claire sang. "Cwaire pway wid Qwil aaaawl day. Cwaire nebber gowin home." Jacob and Claire, Breaking Dawn, page 152.

In my new life, no room for a lost boy.

OK, magic boy, let's see who you really are.

Sometimes people like the bad boy.

Every boy that I wanted at school, I got.

The sweetest roamer is a boy's young heart.

I so love the bad-boy look.

He slid his hand onto Riley's bare abdomen. "I got to thinkin' that a few years down the line, when yer older, what if that was our baby and I could feel it right here under my hand. Feel the life we'd created." Riley's eyes moistened. "Girl or boy?" "Doesn't matter. If it's a girl, we can name her after my gran. Her name was Emily Rose." "Hmm...I like that. Maybe the boy could be Paul Arthur, like my dad." "Yeah, that works. But that's all the way down the line, isn't it?" It might never come to pass.

I don't get too dressy as a boy that often.

Goldstein, you'd be a pretty good boy if you wasn't so chicken.

I was a small-town boy with big dreams.