Newsies Quotes Novels & Stories

Nysaa couldn't resist taking a jab at his entitlement, her words biting and mocking. "Oh, how gracious of you to grace us with your presence, Mr. Sinclair. I'm sure the world has been eagerly waiting for your wisdom and benevolence." As Mace fielded questions from the reporters, Nysaa continued her private commentary, her insults growing even more scathing. "Yes, yes, Mr. Sinclair, tell us all about your grand plans for the world. I'm sure they're as groundbreaking as your fashion choices." Her words were laced with sarcasm and ridicule, a small act of rebellion against the man who represented everything she despised. Nysaa couldn't help herself; she had to take this opportunity to mock Mace

Freddie Hawkins, the one who made that martial arts movie and has incredible fighting skills? Elon looked worshipful. "That's exactly who I mean! I love his most famous quote: 'I've never been interested in money!' Dr. Lloyd, I thought that was such an enlightened outlook on life, what a bold attitude! In this day and age, there are too few people who don't obsess over money!" Andrew sneered coldly, "A man worth hundreds of billions saying he's not interested in money—don't you think that's like someone who's stuffed themselves saying they're not interested in food?"

"Ah, lad, you see, it ain't about crowns or thrones here. It's about survival, about finding laughs even when life's handing you scraps." ‌ Niels' grin widened, a glimmer of respect mingling with his cynicism. "You've got your way with words, I'll give you that." ‌ The homeless man's eyes twinkled with a mix of mischief and wisdom. "Words are all we got, lad. Words and stories to keep the shadows at bay." ‌ Niels giggled to comprehend the cringy attempt of these hobos to look deep and philosophical. They had lost everything they got yet they still had the gall to put their ownselves on the pedestal.

“Did any of them say ‘I’m glad I’m dead because death is better than slavery’? Did any of them say ‘I died for decency and it’s better than being alive’? Did any of them say ‘I’ve been rotting for two years in the earth in silence and darkness, but see how lovely it is to die for your native land’?” - Johnny Got His Gun * * * *

All eyes were on Rey at Gideon’s question. Rey took a deep breath. He hates to discuss useless things. “We better wait for Jaxon to finish interrogating the girl.” Rey got up and walked over to the bar. This time he needed something to drink. “Just enjoy the party, boys,” he snorted half-jokingly at the newspaper headline that morning. “Next time, learn how to write well, Gavin. Don’t make Red Cage embarrassed by the headline this morning.” Rey shook his head in disbelief that a billionaire was illiterate.

By the time I got done doing research on my own, trying to find a way to paraphrase that poor man’s quotes and to verify whether or not his ideas were real, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold my peace anymore and be the good reporter that I wanted to be. Wendy’s assurances that the man was mistaken about Southhaven were stronger than Theo’s, but between the two of them, they both spent time trying to cast shade on this poor man for voicing his opinion that the city’s money could have been better spent. Were they in on this, or simply lied to like everyone else? But if Wendy were an even halfway decent reporter, she couldn’t be so blind, could she?

The next morning Dawn went on as usual as if nothing had happened even though a new era had begun. Daisy City Center "Hey, did you hear the news?" - A young man about twenty years old reached out his hand to his friend next to him and asked him with a mysterious look. "What news?" - The stupid friend asked again. He's been busy working on his graduation project, so he doesn't have any free time. "You chain over here, I'll tell you!" He carefully looked around and said. "Ahh" - He was also quite curious about what news made his friend, who hates money so much, so interested.

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Gross! "Fine. Take all the time you need, princess" she mocked. Why is she mocking me? I have the good sense to turn around, enter my car and just…yes! Finally, I got the right speech. "Well, life is not fair, Aniston and unfair things happen to people all the time. But we don't throw in the towel. Instead we suck it up and keep pushing" I clenched my fist in solidarity. Aniston narrowed her eyes on me. "Did you seriously just quote Coach Richardson from that movie 'boys on fire'? How dumb do you think I am?"

“Do you want some coffee or something to eat?” he asks me and gestures over at the bag of croissants and donuts we picked up at a drive-thru before we checked into the motel. “Thanks, but I’m too nervous to eat,” I say as I take my seat. “I really hope these guys can help us. Right now, it feels like it’s us against the world.” He chuckles. “Babe, that’s what great stories are made of. That’s why it will make victory all the sweeter.”