Dieselpunk Quotes & Sayings

I shot a quick look at Logan to see how he reacted to that news and was met by the golden eyes of a Cheetah, sitting calmly on his chair. I guess I would have played animal charades if I could have, too, but it was hard to gauge the emotional reactions of an African predator. Liz — April White

I don't ever go on the Internet. I don't even know how it works. — Beverly Cleary

The probability that a genius can do stupid things is much higher than the probability that a stupid can do genius things. — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Each time I leaped I seemed to touch the sky and when I regained earth it seemed to be mine alone. — Josephine Baker

Why do I write? Out of fear. Out of fear that the memory of the people I write about might go lost. Out of fear that the memory of myself might get lost. Or even just to be shielded by a story, to slip inside a story and stop being recognizable, controllable, subject to blackmail. — Fabrizio De Andre

Why does mineral water that 'has trickled through mountains for centuries' have a 'use by' date? — Peter Kay

Shitting fucking bastard! Fuck off you massive cockwank!' - Misty Meanor, during a particularly stressful encounter. — Matthew Sylvester

I would once again be an outsider, my nose pressed against the glass, watching the ball with no ticket to attend. — Alessandra Torre

The castle of Enysfarne was a dark and towering force that hovered over what was left of my innocence. It contained my destiny, of that I had no doubt whatsoever; a fate that threatened to wipe the blush off my face and turn me into the man my father always wanted me to be ... Veronica Somerset, Dragonfly. — Charles A. Cornell

I think it is natural that every country has to take care of its interests, but there are some interests that are common to all countries. There are some human interests, or we need also international cooperation. We've sometimes confused it with dictation. — George Soros

Wild animals passed on their way under the leaves; each track was an arterial road; and when I stooped and looked at the earth close to, I saw, from leaf to leaf and flower to flower, a moving host of insects. — Andre Gide