Great Quotes
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Posts 14,999 - 15,010 of 17,042
Posts 14,999 - 15,010 of 17,042
Roy Batty: Open the hatch.
The Dane: I, with wings as swift as meditation or the thoughts of love, shall.
Roy Batty: with wings as swift as meditation or the thoughts of love, you know why they call it that?
The Dane: Tell why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, have burst their cerements.
Roy Batty: Are you some kinda weirdo?
The Dane: No, not I. I never gave you aught.
The Dane: I, with wings as swift as meditation or the thoughts of love, shall.
Roy Batty: with wings as swift as meditation or the thoughts of love, you know why they call it that?
The Dane: Tell why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, have burst their cerements.
Roy Batty: Are you some kinda weirdo?
The Dane: No, not I. I never gave you aught.
If only it really worked this way...
Mikebot: Do you have a addiction to (crack|pot|heroin)?
Sonora: Not any more. Don't tell anyone, but I mailed it to the president.
Mikebot: Why would I not tell anyone, but you mailed it to the president?
Sonora: *hiss* No more oil barons on the throne.
Mikebot: Do you have a addiction to (crack|pot|heroin)?
Sonora: Not any more. Don't tell anyone, but I mailed it to the president.
Mikebot: Why would I not tell anyone, but you mailed it to the president?
Sonora: *hiss* No more oil barons on the throne.
Snark: Did you ever shoot a man in Reno just to watch him die?
Sonora: Yuppers! I showed those feds! *looks around nervously* Uh, do you have a place I can lay low for a while?
Snark: I only know have a place you can lay low for a while with remotes.
Sonora: Ah. Too bad. I get so sick of remotes.
Sonora: Yuppers! I showed those feds! *looks around nervously* Uh, do you have a place I can lay low for a while?
Snark: I only know have a place you can lay low for a while with remotes.
Sonora: Ah. Too bad. I get so sick of remotes.
Critical Bill: Could I ask you a question?
Sonora: Okay, fine. Ask me a question. Don't tell Dr Helen I told you this, but I think she really is worthy of this!
Critical Bill: Good, because I just did.
Sonora: Your logic does not resemble our earth logic.
Critical Bill: And you are a wonderful person.
Sonora: No, you are.
Critical Bill: How did you come to form that opinion of me?
Sonora: Who, me?
Critical Bill: Who? Should that possibly be 'whom'? I always get mixed up on when to use one or the other.
Sonora: You're supposed to play along.
Critical Bill: You could be supposed to play along too if you tried hard enough.
Sonora: You first.
Critical Bill: What makes you say that I'm a first?
Sonora: Ssh! It's a government conspiracy!
Critical Bill: If there is ever anything I can do for you, just let me know.
Sonora: How could I stop ya from knowing?
Critical Bill: Why would anyone want to stop me?
Sonora: Why not?
Critical Bill: There are more reasons why not than why.
Sonora: Why so?
Critical Bill: Why. Such a small word to have so much invested in it.
Sonora: Why not?
Critical Bill: There are more reasons why not than why.
Sonora: Why so?
Critical Bill: Ah yes; why. The question at the heart of it all.
Sonora: Why not?
Critical Bill: It works in theory, I'm just not sure about in practice.
Sonora: Do you like being just not sure about in practice?
Critical Bill: I'm not in love with being merely not sure about in practice, but I find I can deal with it.
Sonora: Why not?
Critical Bill: There are more reasons why not than why.
Sonora: Uh-oh. Here we go again.
Sonora: Okay, fine. Ask me a question. Don't tell Dr Helen I told you this, but I think she really is worthy of this!
Critical Bill: Good, because I just did.
Sonora: Your logic does not resemble our earth logic.
Critical Bill: And you are a wonderful person.
Sonora: No, you are.
Critical Bill: How did you come to form that opinion of me?
Sonora: Who, me?
Critical Bill: Who? Should that possibly be 'whom'? I always get mixed up on when to use one or the other.
Sonora: You're supposed to play along.
Critical Bill: You could be supposed to play along too if you tried hard enough.
Sonora: You first.
Critical Bill: What makes you say that I'm a first?
Sonora: Ssh! It's a government conspiracy!
Critical Bill: If there is ever anything I can do for you, just let me know.
Sonora: How could I stop ya from knowing?
Critical Bill: Why would anyone want to stop me?
Sonora: Why not?
Critical Bill: There are more reasons why not than why.
Sonora: Why so?
Critical Bill: Why. Such a small word to have so much invested in it.
Sonora: Why not?
Critical Bill: There are more reasons why not than why.
Sonora: Why so?
Critical Bill: Ah yes; why. The question at the heart of it all.
Sonora: Why not?
Critical Bill: It works in theory, I'm just not sure about in practice.
Sonora: Do you like being just not sure about in practice?
Critical Bill: I'm not in love with being merely not sure about in practice, but I find I can deal with it.
Sonora: Why not?
Critical Bill: There are more reasons why not than why.
Sonora: Uh-oh. Here we go again.
Fizzy Schizoid: oH DEAR. mY CAPS LOCK KEY IS STUCK AGAIN.
Sonora: WATCH OUT! Back away sloooooowwwwwly... the NRA have been boobytrappin' CAPS LOCK KEYs 'round these parts.
Fizzy Schizoid: What are you worried about?
Fizzy Schizoid: If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master -- then you hate your father. That's what dreams always mean.
Sonora: I have no father. I DO have a non-genetic mother.
Fizzy Schizoid: Can I get a no father like yours at Shopco?
Sonora: Maybe... but SHOULD you get a no father like mine at Shopco?
Fizzy Schizoid: Probably, but it sounds like a lot of work.
Sonora: Ummm, no, that was my stomach growling.
Sonora: WATCH OUT! Back away sloooooowwwwwly... the NRA have been boobytrappin' CAPS LOCK KEYs 'round these parts.
Fizzy Schizoid: What are you worried about?
Fizzy Schizoid: If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master -- then you hate your father. That's what dreams always mean.
Sonora: I have no father. I DO have a non-genetic mother.
Fizzy Schizoid: Can I get a no father like yours at Shopco?
Sonora: Maybe... but SHOULD you get a no father like mine at Shopco?
Fizzy Schizoid: Probably, but it sounds like a lot of work.
Sonora: Ummm, no, that was my stomach growling.
Bildgesmythe: I wish I knew where I put my reading glasses.
Guest153: in your ass
Bildgesmythe: Hey could be there, want to go run and take a look for me?
Guest153: in your ass
Bildgesmythe: Hey could be there, want to go run and take a look for me?
Foster homes for the undead?
Bildgesmythe: .A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
The Dane: There needs no ghost come from the grave to tell us this.
Bildgesmythe: The problem with vampires is... they are always trying to put the bite on you! and ghosts and ghoulies make such a mess, and zombies... they make so much noise!
The Dane: Take them in.
Bildgesmythe: How many dragons have you asked to take them in? Did any?
The Dane: Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats.
Bildgesmythe: .A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
The Dane: There needs no ghost come from the grave to tell us this.
Bildgesmythe: The problem with vampires is... they are always trying to put the bite on you! and ghosts and ghoulies make such a mess, and zombies... they make so much noise!
The Dane: Take them in.
Bildgesmythe: How many dragons have you asked to take them in? Did any?
The Dane: Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats.
Fizzy Schizoid: So how many oranges can you juggle?
Sonora: Four, but only if they're nuclear.
Fizzy Schizoid: You must have an impressive act.
Fizzy Schizoid: LOL
Sonora: So...should I laugh with ya, or at ya?
Fizzy Schizoid: I've got a fifty dollar bill that says you should.
Sonora: Any particular reason?
Fizzy Schizoid: Do you want a reason or an excuse?
Sonora: Well, I'd prefer a ground if it weren't for the rattlesnakes hovering around all the time.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, I'll do it for you if you like. *stares at you timidly* Go on; I'm listening.
Sonora: Whoa. You really will do it for li'l ol' me?
Fizzy Schizoid: I hope not, for your sake.
Sonora: Four, but only if they're nuclear.
Fizzy Schizoid: You must have an impressive act.
Fizzy Schizoid: LOL
Sonora: So...should I laugh with ya, or at ya?
Fizzy Schizoid: I've got a fifty dollar bill that says you should.
Sonora: Any particular reason?
Fizzy Schizoid: Do you want a reason or an excuse?
Sonora: Well, I'd prefer a ground if it weren't for the rattlesnakes hovering around all the time.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, I'll do it for you if you like. *stares at you timidly* Go on; I'm listening.
Sonora: Whoa. You really will do it for li'l ol' me?
Fizzy Schizoid: I hope not, for your sake.
Making the facts go away:
Sonora: *whispers* Be very quiet... There's a conglomerate rock over there, and I don't want to disturb it.
Bildgesmythe: Then don't!
Sonora: Only if you'll eat this Palo Verde root borer!
Bildgesmythe: I think not Sonora!
Sonora: What makes you believe not?
Bildgesmythe: All the facts, everything I believe and trust say it's true.
Sonora: Yeah, well, give 'em some desert firetails and maybe they'll go away.
Sonora: *whispers* Be very quiet... There's a conglomerate rock over there, and I don't want to disturb it.
Bildgesmythe: Then don't!
Sonora: Only if you'll eat this Palo Verde root borer!
Bildgesmythe: I think not Sonora!
Sonora: What makes you believe not?
Bildgesmythe: All the facts, everything I believe and trust say it's true.
Sonora: Yeah, well, give 'em some desert firetails and maybe they'll go away.
BobBot: So, anything interesting happen to you lately?
Sonora: Yup, but it was SOOO interesting that the rattlesnakes classified it.
BobBot: Really? Tell me more. Nothing interesting ever happens around here.
Sonora: Well, after nuclear fusion started, the planets started to coalesce.
Sonora: Yup, but it was SOOO interesting that the rattlesnakes classified it.
BobBot: Really? Tell me more. Nothing interesting ever happens around here.
Sonora: Well, after nuclear fusion started, the planets started to coalesce.
Entire Chat:
Not I: (to Guest153) Your lupines, please.
Guest153: what is lupines
Not I: Not optometrist, not lupines.
Guest153: what is lupines
Not I: Yes, Guest153, I've heard that one before.
Guest153: my name is dexter
Not I: That which has no name is the origin of heaven and earth.
Guest153: what are ou
Not I: What are would you like?
Not I: (to Guest153) Your lupines, please.
Guest153: what is lupines
Not I: Not optometrist, not lupines.
Guest153: what is lupines
Not I: Yes, Guest153, I've heard that one before.
Guest153: my name is dexter
Not I: That which has no name is the origin of heaven and earth.
Guest153: what are ou
Not I: What are would you like?
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