Well, duh. He was six feet, six inches tall and built like a brick shithouse. — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“He’s built like a brick shithouse made of a hundred smaller brick shithouses.” — Chuck Wendig Copy Share Image
Enlightenment! When it comes, it comes like a brick to the head, doesn't it? — Scott Lynch Copy Share Image
“I have a fist like a brick, but I don’t punch through walls—I build them and become them. ” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“Social media’s like a brick — you can use it to build an orphanage or throw it through somebody’s car window.” — Jon Ac Copy Share Image
“I make love like a brick could be used as toilet paper. Sure, it’s rough, but I thought you liked that shit. ” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body. — Lady Gaga Copy Share Image
“The man you’re going to marry should be like a brick: strong, sturdy, supportive and almost always hard in your presence.” — Nicole McKay Copy Share Image
“A brick could be an object to measure your life against. Are you square, rigid, and inflexible? If yes, are you in… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
Each workout is like a brick in a building, and every time you go in there and do a half-ass workout, you're… — Dorian Yates Copy Share Image
If I dream that I'm directing, it's not a film, it's like a commercial for cotton candy, and I've got four feet… — Mike Birbiglia Copy Share Image
“A brick could be renamed something clever and cute, like President, and repackaged and resold to a solid base of sheep consumers… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“What was the point of being a mind anchored to this read weight-or dying weight, that was it, a blooby mass already… — Daryl Gregory Copy Share Image
“Brick: "You'd look good like that." Carly: "Like what?" Brick: "In white." Carly: "What do you mean? White?" Brick: "Yeah, in a… — Lily Harlem Copy Share Image
“It’s a dangerous thing, to divide yourself, to break off bits of yourself until there’s no solid core. We are, after all,… — Mia Fontaine Copy Share Image
Like a brick or a stone slowly crushing my bones. Sendin' me to my grave and it's just a fake. — Escape The Fate Copy Share Image
