Throw false spirituality away like a pair of old shoes.
I can't count how many pairs of Converse shoes I own.
We are in a fool's climate, accidentally kept cool by smoke, and before this century is over billions of us will die and the few breeding pairs of people that survive will be in the Arctic where the climate remains tolerable.
I'd never even looked at a pair of skis. I didn't even realise the boots were separate. I thought it was one whole thing.
I bought a pair of Carpe Diem boots, which were completely unnecessary and hideously expensive, but they make me feel quite fine and dandy.
I wear anything I feel like. If I want to put on a pair of Converse with a pencil stuck through them, I will.
As you see in a pair of bellows, there is a forced breath without life, so in those that are puffed up with the wind of ostentation, there may be charitable words without works.
By far the best dressing up outfit I ever had was a wonderful pair of clown dungarees, which my Granny made.
Put a pair of high heels on a fellow and just look what he was reduced to.
You put on a pair of Louboutins and the world changes colour.
Sometimes Heaven is just a new pair of glasses.
I really think guys only need two pairs of shoes. A nice pair of black shoes and a pair of Chuck Taylors.
The true secret of natural goodness lies in the recognition of the contending rights of the Pairs of Opposites; there is no such antimony as between Good and Evil, but only balance between two extremes, each of which is evil when carried to excess, both of which give rise to evil if insufficient for equipoise.
I have 137 pairs of shoes and 200 pairs of jeans.
I'd make a wonderful Lady Macbeth. I'll wear a pair of platform shoes or something.
It's easier to put on a pair of shoes than to wrap the earth in leather.
She had heard it said that, before you could understand anybody, you needed to walk a mile in their shoes, which did not make a whole lot of sense, because probably AFTER you had walked a mile in their shoes, you would understand that they were chasing you and accusing you of the theft of a pair of shoes--although, of course, you could probably outrun them, owing to their lack of footwear.
Who the hell wants fourteen pairs of shoes when they go on holiday? I haven't had fourteen pairs in my life.
Satan always sends error into the world in pairs that are opposites. His great hope is that you will get so upset about one of his errors, that you'll react into the opposite one, and he's got you.
I wish I had eight pairs of hands, and another body to shoot the specimens.