Horny Quotes

I stole everything I ever heard, but mostly I stole from the horns.

Mainly I was able to perform with music - I played the French horn, I would sing, and I was a drummer in the pipe band. So I think it was a way to show off.

One bites into the brass mouthpiece of his wooden cudgel, and the other blows his cheeks out on a French horn. Do you call that Art?

Esquire, in a July, 1957 issue, has a photograph of me playing the French horn at the Five Spot.

The horns came riding in like the rainbow masts of silver ships.

We had an old Victrola with the old bulldog they used to have there. The horn would come out.

I play drums, clarinet, saxophone, trumpet, french horn, piano.

I am associated with techno epics.

A horny Igbo girl's nipple can be used to crush diamond

My solution to the problem would be to tell the North Vietnamese Communists frankly that they've got to drawn in their horns and stop their aggression or we're going to bomb them into the stone age.

My mother always told me not to handle a buffalo by its tail, but always catch it by its horns. And I have used that lesson in everything in my life, including the Railways.

If our history can challenge the next wave of musicians to keep moving and changing, to keep spiritually hungry and horny, that's what it's all about.

Spin Me Round was number one all over the world, everywhere. It changed the face of pop music, no question. We took technology further than Trevor Horn.

If I ain't horny, I check to see if my heart's beatin'.

Talk of the devil, and his horns appear.

As a horn player, the greatest compliment one can get is when a person comes to you and says, 'I heard this saxophone on the radio the other day and I knew it was you. I don't know the song, but I know it was you on sax.'

When men have money and power they get turned on, sexually. They get horny as hell. Can't imagine why, though.

There's a hell of a lot of horny people out there who are not being gratified in the way they should be.

Mine is the horny hand of toil.

There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.

I've seldom seen a horny player walk into a bar and not let out exactly what he did for a living.

And blessed are the horny hands of toil.

I'd rather play a tune on a horn, but I've always felt that I didn't want to train myself. Because when you get a train, you've got to have an engine and a caboose. I think it's better to train the caboose. You train yourself, you strain yourself.

I would think, if you were horny enough, there'd come a time when it was hos before bros.

You never toot your own horn.

I have rejected Juventus four times; it's a beautiful pussy that doesn't get me horny.

I was horny, but I was innocent 'cause I was a real-late bloomer and not particularly attractive. In fact, homely.

But if I didn't have to make money, I would still play my horn.

You slam a politician, you make out he's the devil, with horns and hoofs. But his wife loves him, and so did all his mistresses.

I don't think it's blowing my own horn to say the show is not as good. There was chemistry there that took years and years to build and now that's gone. The commentary is lacking.

I was so horny in school it felt like my body was filled with electricity. I felt like I had neon bones or something.

Love is what still goes on when you're not horny.

I always felt as a horn player, a jam session wasn't satisfying enough for me. I should have been a rhythm section player, actually.

Because of his hormones, he only has three emotions: crabby, hungry, horny.

I'm so horny the crack of dawn isn't safe.

With horns and a full rhythm section, the drums always looked like the best seat in the house.

I’m going out, remember?” I prodded. “And I’m going to drink too much, which makes me horny. Don’t forget to take your vitamins, ace.

I don't jerk off because I'm horny. I'm sort of half-chick. It's like District 9. I can fire alien weapons. I can insert a tampon. No, I do it because I want to take a brain bath. It's like a hot whirlpool for my brain, in a brain space that is 100 percent agreeable with itself.

It's said that love makes the world go around. Let me tell you, the announcement lacks verification. It's the wind from the dinner horn that does it.

I'm so horny the crack of dawn better watch out.

Why is Anthony Amowitz using his pimp smile on you?” “You’re only calling him a pimp because he’s here. At Marcie’s.” “Yeah, so?” “He’s being nice.” I elbowed her. “Smile back.” “Being nice? He’s being horny.

There's a boy who they call Pony! He's always acting gross and horny! He thinks he's got a lot down there, but he sure wears tiny underwear!

I learned, too, how it was possible with the help of the picture and action to transform an apparently insignificant violin passage into an incident, and to lift a simple horn call into a thing of stupendous significance by means of scenic emphasis.

When I found the music of Monk I finally found music that fit that horn. Every one of his tunes fit it perfectly.

So it's really hard for a horn player to comp. But I'm totally into trying to switch those paradigms around and find a little magic space where that works, and try to mine that.

And for me the only way to live life is to grab the bull by the horns and call up recording studios and set dates to go in recording studios. To try and accomplish something.

When you have 13 horns, and one is soloing, you have 12 people to play the richest, fullest chord you could ever imagine behind that solo.

There is always work, and tools to work withal, for those, who will.

I wish I could score everything for horns.

I can play every instrument there is, every horn, I've played all the saxes and trumpets and everything and keyboards.