quote by Ice Cube

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall with a joint, drinking some eight-ball.

— Ice Cube

Emotional Humpty quotations

I've never worked out what the moral of Humpty Dumpty is.

I can only think of: Don't sit on a wall, if you're an egg.

Know what you're talking about.

When I use a word,’ Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, ‘it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more nor less.’ ’The question is,’ said Alice, ‘whether you can make words mean so many different things.’ ’The question is,’ said Humpty Dumpty, ‘which is to be master — that’s all.

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put Humpty together again

When I heard, Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, I thought, Did he fall or was he pushed?

Must a name mean something?" Alice asked doubtfully.

Of course it must," Humpty Dumpty said with a short laugh; "my name means the shape I am - and a good handsome shape it is, too. With a name like yours, you might be any shape, almost.

'I beg your pardon?' Alice said with a puzzled air. 'I'm not offended,' said Humpty Dumpty.

And if you take one from three hundred and sixty-five what remains?" "Three hundred and sixty-four, of course." Humpty Dumpty looked doubtful, "I'd rather see that done on paper," he said.

They've a temper, some of them - particularly verbs, they're the proudest - adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs.

After a disappointing summer, Humpty Dumpty has a great fall.

I can explain all the poems that were ever invented - and a good many that haven't been invented just yet.

I said you LOOKED like an egg, Sir. And some eggs are very pretty, you know.

disrespectful words cannot entirely be eaten, ever.

Respect is a kind of Humpty Dumpty. All the king's horses can't put it all the way up again.

We are like Humpty Dumpty and all these king's horses and all these king's men cannot put us back together again

When I use a word, Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, it means just what I choose it to mean -- neither more nor less.

When I use a word, Humpty Dumpty said, in rather a scornful tone, it means just what I choose it to meanneither more nor less. The question is, said Alice, whether you can make words mean so many different things. The question is, said Humpty Dumpty, which is to be masterthats all.

Politics right now is in a very dark place, and I think the only place for me is to do what I do - make films, create art, watch it as it evolves. Right now it's like Humpty Dumpty sitting on a wall, and a great fall is happening. The behavior seems to be really dumb.

My work life makes much less sense now than 20 years ago.

It's Humpty-Dumpty-like in a way; I can't put the pieces back together.

'Who's been repeating all that hard stuff to you?' 'I read it in a book,' said Alice. 'But I had some poetry repeated to me, much easier than that, by - Tweedledee, I think it was.' 'As to poetry, you know,' said Humpty Dumpty, stretching out one of his great hands, 'I can repeat poetry as well as other folk, if it comes to that - ' 'Oh, it needn't come to that!' Alice hastily said, hoping to keep him from beginning.

You know, the cure for all this talk is really a good dose of incompetent government. You get that alternative and you'll never put Singapore together again: Humpty Dumpty cannot be put together again... my asset values will disappear, my apartments will be worth a fraction of what they were, my ministers' jobs will be in peril, their security will be at risk and their women will become maids in other people's countries, foreign workers.

Hickory dickory dock my daddy’s nuts from shell shock.

Humpty dumpty thought he was wise till gas came along and burned out his eyes. A dillar a dollar a ten o clock scholar blow off his legs and then watch him holler. Rockaby baby in the tree top don’t stop a bomb or you’ll probably flop. Now I lay me down to sleep my bombproof cellars good and deep but if I’m killed before I wake remember god its for your sake amen.

I mean, what is an un-birthday present?" A present given when it isn't your birthday, of course." Alice considered a little. "I like birthday presents best," she said at last. You don't know what you're talking about!" cried Humpty Dumpty. "How many days are there in a year?" Three hundred and sixty-five," said Alice. And how many birthdays have you?" One.

Humpty had always sat on walls, it was his way.