Busters Motorcycle Quotes & Sayings

He whipped the chair around and actually split one of the things in half with the impact, spilling the spray of blood that was reflective, like mercury.
John bellowed, "Anyone else want to donate blood to chair-ity?"
He ducked into the the door and bashed one monster right in the wig, screaming, "There's some dessert! With a chair-y on top! — David Wong

say, there are some things 'sorry' can't repair. Some pains run too deep to ever be healed by something as simple as words, no matter how much you mean them. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

"Glorious, stirring sight!" murmured Toad ... "The poetry of motion! The real way to travel! The only way to travel! Here today - in next week tomorrow! Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped- always somebody else's horizons! O bliss! O poop-poop! O my! O my!" — Kenneth Grahame

Friendship makes thieves of us all — Patti Smith

There's a duality in every man and every woman. — Raquel Welch

But those who seek only reassurance from life will never be more than tourists - seeing everything and trying to possess what can only be felt.
Beauty is the shadow of imperfection. — Simon Van Booy

I think you're a dangerous, corrupt, lying piece of nine-day-old mosquito shit. — Hugh Laurie

In our era, the road to holiness necessarily passes through the world of action. — Robert Green Ingersoll

I started to question the wisdom of flying twelve time zones away to a place I had never even seen, based on a ten minute Skype interview. But I also considered myself committed. I was not willing to waste the plane ticket until I had seen the island and lived there for a time, maybe not a year as the contract with Gloria English School stipulated, but at least for a while. — P. R. Travis

In 1997, I was working with Greg Wilson of Red Ball Tiger, our ad agency at the time, when he came up with an addition to the famous slogan 'I guarantee it' that I was known for saying. — George Zimmer

He didn't have to be immortal. He didn't need to be a hero. He didn't even want to be a saint. He simply wanted to be a good man worthy of Eva Rosselli. He just wanted Eva. He wanted her kisses and her eyes, her smiles and her laughter. He wanted his children in her womb and his mouth on her breasts. He wanted her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms cradling his head as he made love to her. He wanted her promises, her affection and her trust, her years and her secrets. He wanted her prayers and her pride, her tears and her troubles. He wanted Eva. And that was all — Amy Harmon