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«If you cut off your arm instead of going 'spurt, spurt, spurt' wouldn't it, like, go nuts? Or would it go with the beat of your heart?....»
«Bring forth the raisins and the nuts Tonight All-Hallows' Spectre struts Along the moonlit way.»
«I'm nuts and I know it. But so long as I make 'em laugh, they ain't going to lock me up.»
Author: Red Skelton (Comedian, Host) | Keywords: lock, nuts
«Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.»
«Desperation is the perfume of the young actor. It's so satisfying to have gotten rid of it. If you keep smelling it, it can drive you crazy. In this business a lot of people go nuts, go eccentric, even end up dead from it. Not my plan.»
«God gives the nuts, but he does not crack them.»
Author: Franz Kafka (Writer) | Keywords: crack, nuts
«I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.»
«I think everybody's nuts.»
Author: Johnny Depp (Actor) | Keywords: nuts
«God often gives nuts to toothless people»
Author: Matt Groening (Cartoonist) | Keywords: nuts, toothless
«And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come,To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home;When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still,And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill,The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore,And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.»