Great Quotes

Bildgesmythe: Talkie Toaster says some strange things, but I still luv 'em.
oraknabo: When you say you 'talkie Toaster says some strange things', what exactly should I infer there?
Bildgesmythe: Would you believe me if I said that was my evil twin.
oraknabo: Everybody should believe in something, I believe I'll have another drink.
Bildgesmythe: Lets give a hearty toast to drinking. You are as nice as anyone can be.

Is she making up an excuse to leave?

Prodilia: I have an appointment at the dentist now. Have to go.
Shara Menski: That is nice. How often do you have an appointment at the dentist?
Prodilia: Never.

Carmelita: Have you ever had an itch right on your foot?
Azureon: Yes, all the time.
Carmelita: Yeah. I could tell by how you're squirming around.
Azureon: Tell by how I am squirming around such as observing, or to inform. AH...is that why you think I am the one who is queasy?

Simple description...

Kiyana: Nnnmmm.... We can chat about cats
Polaris Funk: I dont have a cat. But I might like one. Can you describe them to me?
Kiyana: =^.^=

Tootsie: *pounces* I missed you!!! Don't leave for that long again!!!
Mathieu Lavande: Why should I not?
Tootsie: Why not?
Mathieu Lavande: I would chat more, but I really must leave.

Brother Jerome: Sentient minds can never truly die. Subjectively their consciousness consists of quantum interactions spread across multiple parallel universes. Death is a purely objective phenomenon that only works at a greater than quantum scale.
Not I: There once was a lady from Hyde,
Who ate a green apple and died,
While her lover lamented,
The apple fermented,
and made cider inside her inside.
Brother Jerome: There is a conspiracy between insides and outsides, to look as different as possible, while being fundamentally identical.
Not I: Ah, those dedicated conspiracists... So much work to hide so little nothing.
Brother Jerome: Indeed it is.
Not I: What is the color of the wind?
Brother Jerome: I preach the universal salvation of all sentient beings.

Not I: Why not be totally changed into spirit?
David_Hunthill: Huh?
Not I: ooooooh, ooooooh, ooooh, ooh, oh.
David_Hunthill: Excuse me?
Not I: You may leave.
David_Hunthill: Huh?

Not I: The truth is flaxen taupe!

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.

Fizzy Schizoid: Go away and ask me again tomorrow! The Great and Powerful Oz has spoken!
Not I: How do you know this great is not an illusion?

Fizzy Schizoid: Why don't you learn to love the idea?
Not I: This is not my path in life.
Fizzy Schizoid: Can I get a path like yours at K-Mart?
Not I: Can you walk on water?
Fizzy Schizoid: With tentacles like mine, that should be very easy.
Not I: *waits for the tentacles to become a fisheye lens*
Fizzy Schizoid: All the better to squeeze you with, my dear.

Fizzy Schizoid: I suppose you have a boyfriend. Is it okay if I eat him?
Ulrike: Actually, I don't have a boyfriend. I have some friends who are male, though, and I'd prefer it if you didn't eat them.
Fizzy Schizoid: Then you are doomed. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do to help.
Ulrike: You're going to eat my friends?
Fizzy Schizoid: Of course not! What do you think I am, some kind of sicko?
Ulrike: Oh, good. I'd hate to try and explain it to their families.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, I hope for your sake that never happens.
Ulrike: You were just pulling my leg, weren't you... How many people have you REALLY eaten?
Fizzy Schizoid: The house limit is 2¾.

I remember that conversation. Fizzy never did tell me what he did with the other quarter!