We all live like cockroaches in the crevices of our…

A good friend once told me that the problems are like cockroaches. If drawn to light, they'll get scared.

— Carlos Ruiz Zafon

Artists are like cockroaches; everything is grist for the mill.

— Elaine de Kooning

“People, she was discovering, were like cockroaches: If you allowed one in, more were sure to follow.”

— Stacia Kane

“Everyone scurrying around like cockroaches leading pointless, little lives, never taking the time to stop and consider why we’re here or what it all…

— Ethan Cross

Problems in a company are like cockroaches in the kitchen. You will never find just one

— Warren Buffett

Palms are like cockroaches. They were here long before us, and they'll be here long after us. They're the only things standing after a…

— Robert Irwin

Adolescents are like cockroaches: They come out the minute you leave town, crawl the walls, feed indiscriminately, reproduce alarmingly unless drugged, and will certainly…

— Gail Sheehy

sexual predators were like cockroaches. For every one you saw, there were twenty more hiding behind the walls.

— Karin Slaughter

Violence is never the answer but sometimes, like with cockroaches, it is the only possible response.

— Tanya Huff

“The sound of someone passing by the library entrance made the two of them scatter away, like cockroaches from the light.”

— A.Z. Green

“A good friend once told me that problems are like cockroaches. If you bring them out into the light, they get scared and leave.”

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

“Outside in front of the bodega, everybody had left. It had started to shower and people had scattered like cockroaches do when you switch…

— David Barclay Moore

I used to sleep on the floor next to the bed, because I believed that I didn't even deserve a bed to sleep in.…

— Byron Katie

There are three things in this world that will survive a nuclear explosion: Twinkies, cockroaches and Dean Ambroses.

— Dean Ambrose

“Memory in the mind of man can adapt to the worst conditions. I'll give you an example, an analogy of sorts: Each night I…

— Bob Thurber