I have an inferiority complex, but it’s not a very good one.
A lot of people are afraid of heights. Not me, I'm afraid of widths.
Holy mother of rectangles.
If a mute kid swears, should his mother wash his hands with soap?
I wouldn’t waste time worrying about a little mud on the boots.
Rhett: If you've made up your mind to impale someone, do it with conviction.
Death was standing behind a lectern, poring over a map. He looked at Mort as if he wasn’t entirely there. Yᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Bᴀʏ Oғ Mᴀɴᴛᴇ, ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ? he said. “No, sir,” said Mort. Fᴀᴍᴏᴜs sʜɪᴘᴡʀᴇᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. “Was there?” Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ, said Death, ɪғ I ᴄᴀɴ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ.
Religion, n. A daughter of Hope and Fear, explaining to Ignorance the nature of the Unknowable.
Specifically, I’d like to debate whether cannibalism ought to be grounds for leniency in murders, since it’s less wasteful.
A man once said, 'All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence; then success is sure.' Mark Twain, you know. He had a fine mustache. Men of wisdom so often do.
Is this the girl?” Kieran’s voice was very different: It sounded like waves sliding up the shore. Like warm water under pale light. It was seductive, with an edge of cold. He looked at Emma as if she were a new kind of flower, one he wasn’t sure he liked. “She’s pretty,” he said. “I didn’t think she’d be pretty. You didn’t mention it.” Iarlath shrugged. “You’ve always been partial to blondes,” he said. “Okay, seriously?
I didn't know this before, but as it turns out, Tyrannosaurs can really haul ass.
The long run is a misleading guide to current affairs. In the long run we are all dead.
A recent survey or North American males found 42% were overweight, 34% were critically obese and 8% ate the survey.
If God exists, I hope he has a good excuse.
If God wanted a world filled with saints, He never would have created adolescence.
Well,” she said. “I’m frustrated.” “Don’t make me angry-kiss you.” “Give me the laundry.” “Tempers rising, faces flushed … This is how it happens.
The greater part of the world's troubles are due to questions of grammar.
- Did you really save the world ?... - Mostly I was saving my own ass. Just happend that the world was in the same spot.
Jiggery pokery!” said Harry in a fierce voice. “Hocus pocus — squiggly wiggly —” “MUUUUUUM!” howled Dudley, “He’s doing you know what!
