Diana Wynne Jones Quotes

The best laid plans o’ mice an’ men Gang aft a-gley

though fortune's wheel is generally on the turn, sometimes when it gets into the mud, it sticks there.

I know which side my bread is buttered on: the side which falls on the carpet.

Theatre is a series of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster.

Perfection is perfectly simple; fouling things up requires true skill.

Strictly by the nature of 'Veep,' in any given moment, a lot can go wrong.

When you plan something, it never works.

Fortune rarely accompanies anyone to the door.

There are going to be screw-ups, mistakes, confusion, and missteps. One hopes they won’t be fatal.

It's very easy to make poor choices and have bad swings every now and then.

Bad things can happen even to the best players.

You can plan, but what happens on a football field cannot be predicted.

Each life is a game of chess that went to hell on the seventh move(...)

Success is a matter of luck. If you want proof, ask any failure.

Adventure is a sign of incompetence.

Many things happen between the cup and the upper lip.

Life is full of surprises, but never when you need one.

I tell ya, I knew my morning wasn't going right. When I put on my shirt the button fell off, when I picked up my briefcase, the handle fell off, I tell ya, I was afraid to go to the bathroom.

I have been careless, and so have been thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best laid plans.

I never had a piece of toast particularly long and wide, But fell upon the sanded floor, And always on the buttered side.

Inkstands and tea-cups are never as full as when one upsets them.

A thing long expected takes the form of the unexpected when at last it comes.

This land was an enigma. It was like a horse that no one knows how to break to harness, that runs wild and kicks things to pieces.

No matter how big the glam squad, or how dramatic the dress, sometimes things just don’t work out.

In this dark world where he now dwelt, ugly things and surprising things and once in a long while a tiny wondrous thing spilled out at him constantly; he could count on nothing.