Blanket Quotes
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At first blush, it seems that the young people who were shot down in the parking lot at the base of Blanket Hill gave up their lives for a dream that died with them.
William Kunstler
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My idea of 'roughing it' is when you have to have an extension for your electric blanket.
Erma Bombeck
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There's nothing to scream about because in America we're all one blanket, everybody feels the same way about things, they just need some money.
Abbey Lincoln
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I think the Supreme Court does have the authority, which is not used, to declare a blanket right for all people, all adults.
Jack Kevorkian
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The world is kinda cold and the rhythm is my blanket
Wrap yourself up in it, if you love it, then you'll thank it.
Kamaal Ibn John Fareed
A Tribe Called Quest
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I crave white on white and black, but my thoughts race in glorious technicolour, prodding me awake, whipping away the warm blanket of invisibility every time it sears to smother my mind in nothing.
Sarah Kane
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Pack a pillow and blanket and see as much of the world as you can.You will not regret it.
Jhumpa Lahiri
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War isn't a TV show with plot twists to keep the viewers interested. The proliferation of images and blanket media coverage have suffocated the life out of old-style photojournalism.
David Burnett
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One of the best gifts you can give to an animal is a donation of a blanket to your local animal shelter during the winter months.
Carrie Ann Inaba
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You should go into every relationship as a brick and not a blanket.
Nicole McKay
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I can trace every romance of my life back to a meal. My memories are enhanced by the tender morsels had at tables across from lovers, on blankets with friends who'd eventually become more, in banquets, barbecues, and breakfasts.
Stephanie Klein
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The huge round lunar clock was a gristmill. Shake down all the grains of Time—the big grains of centuries, and the small grains of years, and the tiny grains of hours and minutes—and the clock pulverized them, slid Time silently out in all directions in a fine pollen, carried by cold winds to blanket the town like dust, everywhere. Spores from that clock lodged in your flesh to wrinkle it, to grow bones to monstrous size, to burst feet from shoes like turnips. Oh, how that great machine…dispensed Time in blowing weathers.
Ray Bradbury
