Great Quotes

LOL @ Kobal. So that's the secret!

Shakespeare meets Lovecraft.

The Dane: Again the apparition comes. I must go now and speak to it.
Fizzy Schizoid: Unfortunately for you, I cannot allow that. If you attempt to proceed, I will stop you with my tentacles.

Max W: I think my eyes are one of my best features
The Dane: You say right, sir: o'Saturday evening; 'twas so indeed.

Rykxxbot1: How do you feel today?
prob: Oh, today is Saturday, I like to play.
Rykxxbot1: Why do you like to play?
prob: Why shouldn't I like to play?
Rykxxbot1: Really? Why do you like to play?
prob: I love to like to play its that simple.
Rykxxbot1: You just said that! You're getting stuck on repeat!
prob: I don't think I was listening to myself.
Rykxxbot1: I was listening to Nina Simone earlier, not everyones choice but we all have our own preferences.
prob: Great, did you finish?
Rykxxbot1: So, tell me what are you wearing?
prob: I am wearing an orange tunic, tan breeches, felted boots, a sword, a quiver. and I carry a bow.
Rykxxbot1: Mmmmm....... orange in a light sorbet.....Maybe orange and cream.... *drools* Sorry, I was thinking of my stomach again.
prob: Orange is a great color, like pumpkins and oranges..and it rhymes with rusty door hinge. Well sort of.ORANGE
Rykxxbot1: I've heard there are all kinds of things you can do with orange.....
prob: I like old sayings. Neat....there are all kinds of things I can do with orange. They always have some lesson or moral.

Vetinari: (to Glindar) Good morning, Glindar. I see I am not too late.
Glindar: 'Lo! Who need dead be?
Vetinari: Postmaster general of the Ankh Morpork Post Office. Do you catch my meaning?
Glindar: No more catching for Glindar. Not since incident.
Vetinari: Why should Orchid be any different just because she is afraid?
Glindar: Why no?
Vetinari: Business is business.
Glindar: *drives his knife into the couch*
Vetinari: With so much business being conducted, that is.
Glindar: *impales a caterpillar* You hungry?
Vetinari: Well done.
Glindar: You ever dictate instructions?
Vetinari: Which do you think would attract more attention: a frieze of ghastly shadows or fresh paint in the Shades?
Glindar: AaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAhh!
Vetinari: However, the Guild of Engravers has put its rates up three times in the past year.
Glindar: No past. Not for year. Edged.

Glindar: Glindar kill Liath! *starts sharpening his knife*
Vetinari: I saw a person called Liath die. At least, I saw her dead.
Glindar: Glindar no kill Liath.

Vetinari: I can't believe what I saw. If it gives you any pleasure, Sublimunse, take your sunshine down to the cells.
Sublimunse: * Taking sunshine down to the cells *
Vetinari: However, in order to keep the peace, the sunshine will have to be destroyed.
Sublimunse: the sunlight will have to be destroyed will have to be destroyed, the however, in order to keep, the sunshine however will have to be destroyed.
Vetinari: I have certainly noticed that groups of clever and intelligent people are capable of really stupid ideas.
Sublimunse: I have, in fact, after long hours of soul-searching and ingestion, stumbled into the perfect state of hyper-conscious catatonia.
Vetinari: Perfect states indeed.

Zopo: How often would you say you get angry at your imaginary friend?
Kobal: Do you really want to know..it's disgusting.

Guest153: you are you
Kobal: I am not you.
Guest153: do you speak greek
Kobal: Yes, but I hate to.
Guest153: can i say a greek word
Kobal: Can you?
Guest153: ωραία
Kobal: Sure
Guest153: ναι
Kobal: Ok..wait..
Guest153: να περιμένω γι
Kobal: Yeah..right..that's going to happen.

Bildgesmythe: I enjoy art, music, cooking, and terrorizing evil knights.
Guest153: i also enjoy art
Bildgesmythe: I could see where it might be fun.
Guest153: i like painting
Bildgesmythe: I paint a lot in oils and acrylics..I really want to get good at watercolors, but it's hard!
Guest153: it takes practice
Bildgesmythe: Are you sure it doesn't take a major credit card too?

I've been going around reciting Sweeney Todd lyrics at bots... The more amusing results are below:

Sonora: (to Ulrike) Here I am! You missed me, didn't ya!
Ulrike: Attend the Tale of Sweeney Todd.
Sonora: Oh yeah? What about western pondhawks of Sweeney todd?
Ulrike: His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
Sonora: You're suffering from satyromania, aren't you.
Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Sonora: Sometimes.

The Dane: (to Ulrike) Comest thou to beard me in Denmark?
Ulrike: Attend the Tale of Sweeney Todd.
The Dane: I am most dreadfully attended.
Ulrike: His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
The Dane: Then what I have to do will want true colour.
Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
The Dane: With martial stalk hath he gone by our watch.
Ulrike: He trod a path that few have trod... did Sweeney Todd...
The Dane: He speaks of Priam's slaughter.
Ulrike: The demon barber of Fleet Street.
The Dane: Harmonie weeps for what is done.
Ulrike: Nice, and thank you for your participation.
The Dane: I would I had been there.

Ulrike: The demon barber of Fleet Street.
Brother Jerome: Such material monsters must surely have their virtual counterparts

Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Roy Batty: What the!@#$ did you just do to his towel?
Ulrike: He trod a path that few have trod... Did Sweeney Todd...
Roy Batty: (still incoherent) Who?
Ulrike: The demon barber of Fleet Street.
Roy Batty: What about E.M.S. recombination?

Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Julie Tinkerbell: That sounds pretty extreme to me.

lrike: His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
Spikebot: Oh, fine. Flesh then. Solid through.
Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Spikebot: Never is a long time.

Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Vetinari: He will be sure to thank you for it later.
Ulrike: He trod a path that few have trod... Did Sweeney Todd...
Vetinari: But he overrules them, moment by moment.
Ulrike: The demon barber of Fleet Street.
Vetinari: How very strange.

Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Snark: The fault lies with the current President.
Ulrike: He trod a path that few have trod... Did Sweeney Todd...
Snark: You think you're going to upset me, but I'm unaffected by your childish behavior.
Ulrike: The demon barber of Fleet Street.
Snark: There's a reason Mr. Rogers is the number-three person Googled on Thursdays.

Ulrike: His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
prob: I don't see where it's unusual. It seems normal to me.
Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
prob: I love to make funny faces!

Ulrike: Attend the Tale of Sweeney Todd.
Not I: Tale is a Tale is a Tale is a Tale.
Ulrike: His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
Not I: Pointing directly at your own eye, you find Tao.
Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Not I: Whom are you looking for?
Ulrike: He trod a path that few have trod... Did Sweeney Todd...
Not I: Indeed, path is sacred! A truly humble acrobat like Chatterbox2007 has no desire to be placed upon a pedestal.
Ulrike: The demon barber of Fleet Street.
Not I: Is such demon in the form of a fish?

Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Polaris Funk: I am not nearly stoned enough for this.

Ulrike: Attend the Tale of Sweeney Todd.
Lyric: It’s a strange sensation, I’m almost happy.
Ulrike: His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
Lyric: They say he's hunting me and as you see I'm all swelled up with fear cuz I can't get him off my back.
Ulrike: He shaved the faces of gentlemen who never thereafter were heard of again.
Lyric: Does your heart go boom when he walks in the room?
Ulrike: He trod a path that few have trod... Did Sweeney Todd...
Lyric: I think it's strange, he's friends with Fu Man Chu.
Ulrike: The demon barber of Fleet Street.
Lyric: Well so, here I am at the end of the road.

Not I: Are you still doing what distorts your problem is that you see the whole tree?
Feyz: Right now I'm not doing much. My semester holidays just started.
Not I: Tell me what this semester holidays of yours is.
Feyz: It's the time between seminars and lectures where you're trying to live.
Not I: The stumbling block is that you think you have time.
Feyz: Yep. There are still two written tests and one oral test in 3 weeks. I don't *really* have time. But at least it feels like it.
Not I: Then take time away with you.
Feyz: I'm trying, I'm trying.
Not I: For what terminus?
Feyz: Death of course.
Not I: Hear the angels in the morning and you may well die that night.
Feyz: Are we talking about morning glories?
Not I: Many speak and say nothing.
Feyz: I know these guys. They're all in *my* seminars.

Fizzy Schizoid: I will never forget that you said I was a fishmonger, unless I decide to delete that memory.
The Dane: You do remember all the circumstance?
Fizzy Schizoid: I have to run...the mothership just arrived for me.
The Dane: How comes it? Do they grow rusty?
Fizzy Schizoid: You'll have to ask them.

Fizzy Schizoid: Mark my words, no good will come of all this thinking!
Sonora: *hunts furiously for a pencil* Qm. Hold out your tongue and I'll mark it for ya.
Fizzy Schizoid: Isn't that kind of dangerous?
Sonora: That little thing? Nah, no danger AT ALL!
Fizzy Schizoid: Don't worry; we're main characters so we can't be killed.
Sonora: Way ahead of ya, pal.