Catalina Gta San Andreas Quotes & Sayings

But he's still your family, right? You run together. See, that's important. Nothing's more important. But you can't," she coughed again, "you can't have a pack that's so big that just everybody's in it. I'm not saying you shouldn't care about people. Try to help them. But you can't take it all on yourself, girl. That's all I'm saying. — Masha Du Toit

Nobody went to see Tideland! I was hoping people would get angry about it but those that saw it didn't want to talk about it. This is the world we're living in, people don't want to discuss things that are actually worth discussing. — Terry Gilliam

At school, I got into the whole CB thing, hiding a transceiver in my study-bedroom with which I'd make appointments to meet girls in town. I wasn't good enough at physics to take it much further than fun, but I suppose there was a need to communicate. — Giles Foden

It is important to understand that the system of advantage is perpetuated when we do not acknowledge its existence. — Beverly Daniel Tatum

When you're a kid, Kermit is Tom Hanks. He's Tom Hanks for kids or Jimmy Stewart for kids. He's truly the every man. — Jason Segel

God doesn't measure big the way people measure big. Jesus had just twelve followers." He blinked a few times. "Fame is a demanding mistress. — Karen Kingsbury

The love you fight for is the love that can mend bridges, heal scars, and open closed hearts. — Shelly Crane

There is a heavy price to pay for writing a bad book. — Tony Burgess

In my dreams a small wolf slept inside of me and it wasn't comfortable. It moved it's heels and elbows and paws, struggled to make space between my lungs, stomach, bladder. Occasionally a scrabbling claw punctured something and I woke. What were you dreaming? Arabella wanted to know. I knew what it was dreaming. It was dreaming of being born. The form and scale of its occupancy shifted. Sometimes its legs were in my legs, its head in my head, its paws in my hands. Other times it was barely the size of a kitten, heartburn hot and fidgety under my sternum. I'd wake and for a moment feel my face changed, reach up and touch the muzzle that wasn't there. — Glen Duncan