Plastic Quotes
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Guns, double-crosses, hitmen... I can get used to a lot of things, but I'm never going to get used to sleeping where apocalypse bugs mate,” Wednesday said, walking into the room looking around. She dropped her Birkin on the floor and heard something scuttling behind the cheap plastic wood print veneer covered dresser. She turned to face Alvin, her head cocked to the side. “Seriously. I'm not saying five-star... I'm saying go on Expedia and find a place that actually has stars... any stars.
Dennis Sharp
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I'm not big on plastic surgery for me but I don't fault it for someone who wants it for them. You have to do what makes you feel good, but it's not my thing.
Sharon Stone
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the metabolism of a consumer society requires it continually to eat and excrete, every day throwing itself away in plastic bags.
Shana Alexander
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All music is devotional, whether it's devotion to products, face washes, creams, plastic. Everybody is devoted to something.
Bradford Cox
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Why are you still wearing...?" Aya began. "Oh, that's not smart plastic? You're really an ugly?" David rolled his eyes and Shay said quietly, "David's never had any surge at all. But I wouldn't use the word ugly...Tally might eat you.
Scott Westerfeld
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You can make plastic and be happy, but you can be happy, without making plastic.
Ornella Muti
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Your brain - every brain - is a work in progress. It is 'plastic.' From the day we're born to the day we die, it continuously revises and remodels, improving or slowly declining, as a function of how we use it.
Michael Merzenich
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And finally, an intern pushing the metal show box: see the cow, the purple of the hide barely perceptible, blood seeping from the small holes punched by a .22, ears tagged with plastic. Shitting itself, despite the tranquilizers, out of terror at being nearly real.
Ben Lerner
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In a dung heap, even a plastic bead can gleam like a sapphire.
Stephen Fry
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She understood. They were plastic flowers of words—but they looked nice on the surface.
Anne Ursu
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Norwich station has your standard late-Victorian brick, cast-iron, and glass shed retrofitted with the bright molded plastic of various fast-food franchises. I gratefully staggered in the direction of Upper Crust and considered asking if I could stick my head under their coffee spigot but settled for a couple of double espressos and a chicken tikka masala baguette instead.
Ben Aaronovitch
