Dramesh Quotes & Sayings

I called my mom, and I was so excited. I was telling her, 'I'm going to be on the Grand Ole Opry! This is crazy!' And she told me, 'Watch out for Jimmy Dickens, because he likes the pretty girls. — Carrie Underwood

There's a character that I play onstage, and I can't let him loose in the supermarket when I'm buying my beans on toast. — Alex Kapranos

I give you the chameleon, whose ability to blend itself into the background tells you all you need to know about the roots of ecology and the foundations of a personal identity — Frank Herbert

His big claim to fame was that the Golden Fleece - that magical sheepskin rug I'm related to - ended up in his kingdom, which made the place immune to disease, invasion, stock-market crashes, visits from Justin Bieber and pretty much any other natural disaster. — Rick Riordan

You mustn't let men drive you to mangling the English language, no matter how sweet they are. — Marisa De Los Santos

I want someone to care enough to say more than just "It's up to you what you do with your life." I don't have any opinions and I don't trust myself. — Phoebe Gloeckner

Say again, over," he announced.
"I was saying that I'm going from here on foot," Arkeley told them. "You can follow however you choose but this place was never meant for a military parade."
"He's making fun of your truck," Caxton told Captain Suzie. — David Wellington

It represented a monster of vaguely anthropoid outline, but with an octopus-like head whose face was a mass of feelers, a scaly, rubbery-looking body, prodigious claws on hind and fore feet, and long, narrow wings behind. This thing, which seemed instinct with a fearsome and unnatural malignancy, was of a somewhat bloated corpulence, and squatted evilly on a rectangular block or pedestal covered with undecipherable characters. The tips of the wings touched the back edge of the block, the seat occupied the centre, whilst the long, curved claws of the doubled-up, crouching hind legs gripped the front edge and extended a quarter of the way down toward the bottom of the pedestal. The cephalopod head was bent forward, so that the ends of the facial feelers brushed the backs of huge fore paws which clasped the croucher's elevated knees. — H.P. Lovecraft

I do not think that it is right for me to start giving opinions about the human rights situation of any country, including Gambia, except when those crimes translate into the crimes that I have to investigate. — Fatou Bensouda