He that has been bitten by a snake is afraid of a rope.
You don't need a rope to pinch a stranger's butt.
When we hang the capitalists they will sell us the rope we use.
The skyline in Alfred Hitchcock's 'Rope' is made up: no, you don't get the Waldorf and the Chrysler and the Empire State buildings and a dozen other magnificent structures in one window.
I could totally see myself limping down the aisle when I'm 60, jumping off the top rope and breaking my hip. I could be a hilarious geriatric wrestler.
Support by United States rulers is rather in the nature of the support that the rope gives to a hanged man.
We learn the rope of life by untying its knots.
Don't ever rope me in as a late-night talk show host. I don't want to be one.
Owing to ignorance of the rope the rope appears to be a snake; owing to ignorance of the Self the transient state arises of the individualized, limited, phenomenal aspect of the Self.
His hands would plait the priest's guts, if he had no rope, to strangle kings.
