Unsanitary Quotes

I don't care about style, but I am a total clean freak, so a messy home is a deal breaker. I had one girlfriend who never wanted to go back to her place. When we finally did, it turned out that she was sleeping on her couch because her bedroom was so messy. That is a prime example of someone I don't want to be around.

One thing that really gets on my nerves is people spitting on the streets! I fail to understand whether they are just plain uncivilized or uninformed about how the act only helps in spreading diseases.

I pick my nose quite a bit.

You can't go around... licking things that come out of a water treatment plant. That's just... unsanitary.

Sometimes I bite off a fingernail to use as a toothpick. Nasty.

Grime is not like messiness or some fingerprints on a cabinet; it takes a long time to accumulate.

I went goodness knows how long without a bath.

There is no one to sweep a common hall.

Human beings are gross.

It's not how you pick your nose, it's where you put that booger that counts.

I'm not a clean freak. My house is a mess.

Bangkok is a toilet without a flush.

I don't like dirt. Cleanliness is high on my agenda, but I don't have a phobia of dirt. I'm just not keen on it. I don't really like dirty people or houses or smelly things.

I could be worse, you know." "How?" I asked, teasing. "I mean, I have a work of calligraphy over my toilet that reads, 'Bathe yourself in the comfort of God's words,' Hazel. I could be way worse." "Sounds unsanitary," I said.

I have the same pet peeve as Anderson Cooper, which is bare feet in public. I hate it. It so grosses me out, especially in New York. Oh my God, New York in the summer with people and their feet in their sandals and their flip-flops, like get it away!

I hate when people have food in their mouths and they don't swallow before they talk. Like, they store it in their cheek when they talk to you. It drives me nuts.

It's disgusting eating over a keyboard.

Open concept bathrooms are not the greatest.

I'm a little thirsty, can I go drink out of your toilet?

I wasn't used to living crowded cheek by jowl with numbers of other people, as was customary here. People ate, slept, and frequently copulated, crammed into tiny, stifling cottages, lit and warmed by smoky peat fires. The only thing they didn't do together was bathe - largely because they didn't bathe.

There's basically filth everywhere, and there's no way to escape it.

I'm a germophobe, so I don't like people talking over my food, breathing, spitting, anything. Just let me eat in peace.

Honestly, I'd rather hug than shake hands. I don't know where those hands have been!

I'm the biggest slob in the world. My apartment is a mess.

Our cellar home had a kitchen and a combination bedroom and half bath, which meant we had a sink next to the bed. We had no refrigerator, no shower or tub, and no privacy. My parents shared the bedroom with my sister and me.