Alexandra Adornetto Quotes

Fools, when their roof-tree falls, think it doomsday.

We are now cruising at a level of two to the power of twenty-five thousand to one against and falling, and we will be restoring normality just as soon as we are sure what is normal anyway.

Last Wednesday, I stupidly dropped my iPhone in the bath, and my life has sort of spiraled almost out of control.

This is a Disaster. This isn't something somebody can control. We ain't stuck on stupid.

I remember when the candle shop burned down. Everyone stood around singing 'Happy Birthday.'

They are spinning and people are dying.

Oh my God. My God. It’s all over.

When there's a firestorm going on around you, you have very little idea of what's next.

The game is to have them all running about with fire extinguishers when there is a flood, and all crowding to that side of the boat which is already nearly gunwale under.

I don't know where I'm running now, I'm just running on

First up, the lost and found has gone missing. It itself, is lost. So please try not to lose anything until we find it.

You and your group of nerds fall into a pit and it's full of dynamite and you blow up. The End.

[The] whirlwind fife-and-drum of the storm bends the salt marsh grass, disturbs stars in the sky and the star on the steeple; it is a privilege to see so much confusion.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.

I see nothing. We may sink and settle on the waves. The sea will drum in my ears. The white petals will be darkened with sea water. They will float for a moment and then sink. Rolling over the waves will shoulder me under. Everything falls in a tremendous shower, dissolving me.

My office is trashed,” he grumped as he squished across his damp carpet and took the coffee that I was holding out to him. “Why are you smiling? My fish are dead.

Only after disaster can we be resurrected. It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything. Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart.

Professor,” Harry gasped. “Your bird — I couldn’t do anything — he just caught fire —

The world is on fire.

I feel like Alice falling into Wonderland. A line came to him: It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.

Let me fall out of the window/ With confetti in my hair

The sky is falling. No, I'm tipping over backwards.

The whole organization seemed to be in free fall, indulging in a collective fantasy in which experienced colleagues refused to admit that their every movement, every decision that was made and implemented, only led them one step closer to the abyss.

There was, like, this black hole where the world used to be, and we were both falling toward it. What could we hold on to?

E!" Klaus cried. "E as in Exit!" The Baudelaires ran down E as in Exit, but when they reached the last cabinet, the row was becoming F as in Falling File Cabinets, G as in Go the Other Way! and H as in How in the World Are We Going to Escape?