One of the things that always was Fall Out Boy was trying new things and kind of pushing ourselves in different directions.
Sword? Haven't got a sword. That boy has, though. He'll lend you one.
If you teach a boy, you educate an individual; but if you teach a girl, you educate a community.
A boy has to peddle his book.
Never interfere in a girl and boy fight.
A boy gets to be a man when a man is needed. Remember this thing. I have known boys forty years old because there was no need for a man.
I love my mother Ali so much. I'm a momma's boy. I just have a very cool mom. It's not as though I had any say in the matter. I'm just really fortunate. She's the most kind, loving, giving woman.
Everything you desire is always just outside your comfort zone, dear boy. If it wasn't you would already possess it, would you not?
There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and God I know I'm one.
But Aunt Margaret doesn't like boys," objected Elnora. "Well, she likes me, and I used to be a boy.
I had to work on a Marlin boat, like gutting fish, like as the bait boy.
Success is the only motivational factor that a boy with character needs.
There are times when even the best manager is like the little boy with the big dog, waiting to see where the dog wants to go so he can take him there.
Freud was the son of a Jewish merchant who had to move his whole family to Vienna because he couldn't get work. He, as a boy, had to watch his father be mocked and abused on the street for being Jewish. . . You develop a thick skin and you develop a certain kind of wit to defend yourself.
One of the best things in the world to be is a boy; it requires no experience, but needs some practice to be a good one
I was brooding, boy. Than which there is no richer pastime. It muffles one with rotting plumes. It gives forth sullen music. It is the smell of home.
As a young boy, scouting gave me a confidence and camaraderie that is hard to find in modern life.
James Cain - faugh! Everything he touches smells like a billygoat. He is every kind of writer I detest, a faux naix, a Proust in greasy overalls, a dirty little boy with a piece of chalk and a board fence and nobody looking. Such people are the offal of literature, not because they write about dirty things, but because they do it in a dirty way.
I ain’t the only old woman looking. I’m just the only one honest enough to admit it. The others just hire the boy to cut their grass so they can sit at the window and drool.
He looked the boy up and down as if he had never seen a child before and wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to do with one: eat it, ignore it or kick it down the stairs.