Margaret Smith Quotations

My uncle Sammy was an angry man. He had printed on his tombstone: What are you looking at?

I don't visit my parents often because Delta Airlines won't wait in the yard while I run in.

The best contraceptive is the word no - repeated frequently.

Sin recognized but that may keep us humble, But oh, it keeps us nasty.

If I had been the Virgin Mary, I would have said "No."

I can't get a relationship to last longer than it takes to make copies of their tapes.

I have a fundamental disagreement with TIE, but this is an improvement on what they were coming up with before.

I was much further out than you thought, and not waving but drowning

Teenagers and men are coming in to learn how to knit. And we're seeing people who haven't knitted in 30 years.

This is not unique to Volusia, ... It appears in a number of counties across the state.

They're what I call hit-and-run customers. They come into the store, buy their supplies and leave.

I took the time to look into the plans that are available and working with the resources offered by the different agencies, I was able to pick the plan that is best for me. I've already noticed the difference in my costs. One medication that used to cost me $107 per month now costs $5. That is over $1,200 in savings each year.

I'm nervous, but very excited, ... always remember my friends and all the great times we have together and just how much fun this all is.

My femininity is always something I've tried to preserve in this dog-eat-dog world.

My mom's Jewish and my dad's Irish Catholic alcoholic, so I whine on the inside.

There's a light at the end of the tunnel. And it's a train.

I hate people. People make me pro-nuclear.

I went out to dinner with a Marine last weekend. He looked across the table and he goes, "I could kill you in seven seconds." I go, "I'll just have toast, then."

Safety was not a big thing when I was growing up. A seat belt was something that got in the way: 'Ma, the seat belt is digging into my back.' 'Stuff it down into the seat. And roll those windows up, you're letting the smoke out'

Only when all images of Earth are hushed and the clamor of the senses be stilled, and the soul has passed beyond thought of self, can the eternal wisdom be revealed to the mystic who seeks that highest communion with the unseen.