Desks Quotes

If a tax hike makes it to my desk, I'll veto it in less time than it takes Vanna White to turn the letters V-E-T-O!

A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station….

I hung up. It was a good start, but it didn’t go far enough. I ought to have locked the door and hidden under the desk.

I could have an office all to myself but since my collaborators don’t have one, then I too am contented to have a desk in a shared room.

A writing cook and a cooking writer must be bold at the desk as well as the stove.

Just write. It doesn't matter what you write. Just sit at your desk and write.

I have sat here at my desk, day after day, night after night, a blank sheet of paper before me, unable to lift my pen, trembling and weeping too.

The writer has to force himself to work. He has to make his own hours and if he doesn't go to his desk at all there is nobody to scold him.

Keep a small can of WD-40 on your desk-away from any open flames-to remind yourself that if you don't write daily, you will get rusty.

If your desk isn't cluttered, you probably aren't doing your job.

Your work is to keep cranking the flywheel that turns the gears that spin the belt in the engine of belief that keeps you and your desk in midair.

It takes, unhappily, no more than a desk and writing supplies to turn any room into a confessional.

I am a terrible mixture of being organized, controlling, but chaotic. My desk is monstrous.

I'm enjoying where I'm at in my life and I feel like I'm learning a lot on a daily basis. I'm learning without having to be behind a desk, so it's a pretty cool place to be.

On my desk, I always have a lemon or a lime drying. I love the fragrance. Also, a Staedtler eraser, a brush for the eraser and a pencil sharpener.

In the third grade, a nun stuffed me in a garbage can under her desk because she said that's where I belonged. I also had the distinction of being the only altar boy knocked down by a priest during mass.

I'm a neat freak... It seems to me that an orderly desk is reflective of an orderly and organized mind, you know?

I'm very lucky. I actually like screenwriting. I rarely feel a sense of doom going to my desk.

The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries.

The view from space is like having a globe on your desk -- it's a broadening experience.

Suppose Watergate had not been uncovered? I'd still be on the City Desk.

I don't like to leave anything unfinished on my desk before I travel.

A desk, some pads, a pencil, and a large basket -- to hold all of mu mistakes.

I plan to die at my desk.

I eat and drink at my desk, but I'm a tidy eater.

This desk of mine is one at which a man may die, but from which he cannot resign.

The credibility of the work depends on copy editors. I would argue with the copy desk, but I would thank them more.

Here's what I love: I love sitting at my desk, staring at the blank screen, and beginning that conversation with my imaginary friends.

You'll have days of complete lack of faith in your abilities. But you have to keep coming back. That's when you know you're a writer - when you take the failures and appear at the desk again, over and over again.

I've got so many things coming across my desk right now that are nonfootball related, I can't stand it.

If love were a product, the queue at the faulty goods desk would stretch right round the universe and back. It doesn't work properly. The seams come apart and it's full of powdered glass.

Happiness is a very small desk and a very big wastebasket.

I'm even though I'm not per se sitting at a desk and in school, I'm still learning all the time.

Grandfather / advised me: / Learn a trade / I learned / to sit at desk / and condense / No layoff / from this / condensery.

Dude,” I said, leaning over the desk, “I’m about as psychic as a carrot.

I don't have a Bloomberg on my desk. I don't care.

I sit down at my desk pretty early in the morning and write all day until about 4 or 5 p.m.

Reagan was sitting up at Cath's desk when Cath woke up. "Are you awake?" "Have you been watching me sleep?" "Yes, Bella. Are you awake?" "No.

A year ago,' I said, 'you wouldn’t have asked this of me.' 'A year ago,' he answered, 'you wouldn’t have hesitated to drink.' I crossed to the desk and tossed it down.

I got you a present." "Did you?" "It's a book of poetry--romancy stuff. I thought, 'How schmaltzy is that,' so it seemed like the thing. Then I screwed up and left it in my desk at work

I stood and walked around the desk so I could stand over him. Menacingly. Like Darth Vader, only with better lung capacity.

I place solitude in a frame on my desk and call it, the one I love.

Rosie get off your desk, and please put your beard away.

Responsibility always stops at the president's desk.

I have three boxes on my desk: In, Out, and Too Hard.

The biggest problem with working at a treadmill desk: the compulsion to announce constantly that you are working at a treadmill desk.

Only another writer can know how much damage writing a novel can do to you. It's an unnatural activity to sit at a desk and squeeze words out of yourself.

I always have to go out to work even if it's just a desk somewhere or an office or the British Library.

I'm terrible in the mornings, but I'm always at my desk by 10 A.M.

I'm always doing comedy and will never hit up a 9-to-5 desk job.