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Tag Name "Lint" (13)

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And now I understand something so frightening &wonderful- how the mind clings to the road it knows, rushing through crossroads, sticking like lint to the familiar.
Mary Oliver
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There was a time when I kept track of it all when my mind worked like a giant lint brush being swept over the fuzzy surface of popular culture. But these days, pop culture seems to have gotten fuzzier and fuzzier notoriety comes and goes in the snap of a finger.
Susan Orlean
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Maybe I'll make a huge color tapestry from my belly button lint.
Al Yankovic
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It could be anything. It could be Jesus and it could be the Furby and it could be the lint that lives in my navel, but it's probably not. Whatever it is, I doubt we as humans on Earth could have any perception of it while we're here. So, why give yourself a headache thinking about it. Just be a good person. That's what an ethicist is.
Bill Maher
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Maia pulled on a braid. I ran into Eric of all people. He told me what happened and that you'd backed out of Millenium Lint's gigs for the past two weeks because of it. Actually, they changed their name, Jordan said. They're Midnight Burrito now.
Cassandra Clare
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When I get to where I can enjoy just lying on the rug picking up lint balls, I will no longer be too ambitious.
Hugh Prather
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Your cat just got cat hair on me.” “It’s only fair,” Min said. “Your suit just got expensive suit lint on him.
Jennifer Crusie
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She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
O. Henry
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Now peculiar scraps of knowledge were stuck to him like lint from all his jobs.
Anne Tyler
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No one told you to call your band Salacious Mold, my friend. We're Millennium Lint now, Simon protested
Cassandra Clare
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I'm not Catholic, but I gave up picking my belly button for lint.
Emo Philips
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Blay said roughly,I'm still in love with him Saxton dropped his eyes and brushed at the top of his thigh, as if there might have been a tiny piece of lint there. I know. You thought you weren't?
J.R. Ward
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Love grows by not giving to us. And if our passion for poetry lives on and persists, it is because poetry offers us only its bits of lint.
Kiki Dimoula