Fleas Quotes

At a flea market I always head for the junk jewelry table first.

I don't intend to be a performing flea any more. I was the dreamweaver, but although I'll be around I don't intend to be running at 20,000 miles an hour trying to prove myself. I don't want to die at 40.

I sting like a butterfly and punch like a flea.

To produce a mighty book, you must choose a mighty theme.

When you lie down with dogs, you get up with fleas.

We're living in primate heaven. We're warm, dry, we're not hungry, we don't have fleas and ticks and infections. So why are we so miserable?

On the neck of a giraffe a flea begins to believe in immortality.

When I go to a country, I go to flea markets, antique stores. I am always looking for something.

The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can.

Sensitivity isn't about being wimpy. It's about being so painfully aware that a flea landing on a dog is like a sonic boom

I actually picked up copies of Decline I and II at a flea market once. I walked out without paying.

Oh, why can't we break away from all this, just you and I, and lodge with my fleas in the hills? I mean flee to my lodge in the hills.

Through three cheese trees three free fleas flew. While these fleas flew, freezy breeze blew. Freezy breeze made these three trees freeze. Freezy trees made these trees' cheese freeze. That's what made these three free fleas sneeze.

I'm pretty much a thrift shop gal. Flea markets on Sundays.

Arguing whether or not a God exists is like fleas arguing whether or not the dog exists. Arguing over the correct name for God is like fleas arguing over the name of the dog. And arguing over whose notion of God is correct is like fleas arguing over who owns the dog.

I always like my trailer or hotel room to have fresh flowers or pillows I find at a local flea market - anything to personalize the environment.

If you go long enough without a bath, even the fleas will let you alone.

My favorite things often have a story behind them and are usually handmade or discovered at a flea market.

I used to feel like I was a flea on the back of a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Now I feel I might be a small yapping poodle on the back of a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

I used to collect frames. I've been collecting accessories since I was 11-years-old, creeping around flea markets and sales and everything. Whenever I saw unusual eyeglass frames, I bought them.

But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?

I wouldn't hurt a flea. I'd finger a spider though.

A blind, anemic, weak-kneed flea on crutches would have a greater chance of defeating a herd of a thousand wild stampeding elephants, than the enemy has of defeating God.

I even worry about reflective flea collars. Oh, sure, drivers can see them glow in the dark, but so can the fleas.

History will die if not irritated. The only service I can do to my profession is to serve as a flea.