Fbi Series Quotes & Sayings

There was no mistaking her daughter's handwriting. And the words... "If you're reading this, I'm already dead. — Elizabeth Heiter

Does FBI mean Federal Bureau of Idiots? — Margaret Peterson Haddix

Sharing in God's blessings is at the heart of Thanksgiving and at the core of the American spirit. — William J. Clinton

The older I grow the more I become certain that it makes no difference what words we use to tell the same truths. — Marion Zimmer Bradley

Honor is no phantom. Duty doesn't melt away, no matter how much we might wish it to. — Claudia J. Edwards

Grant glanced down at his khaki jacket. Since he'd slipped on the US Navy uniform in Agent Bounter's office, he'd felt a confident swagger possess him. His spine lengthened, and his shoulders retracted. He should've been wearing this every day, not the stupid dress shirt and slacks of a lounge singer. — Jennifer Lane

The ability to share the Gospel isn't a 'gift' that has been given to only a few Latter-day Saints and denied to the rest. — Clayton Christensen

Vladimir leaned forward. Never dilute vodka. Is sin. — Jennifer Lane

The only episode which was completely my idea was for Mitch Pileggi, the actor who portrays Skinner, the Assistant Director of the FBI. He appears often in the series, but only for a few scenes. You know virtually nothing about him. I wanted him to have an episode that was his alone, so I wrote Avatar for him. He even has a scene that's pretty ... hot [knowing smile]. He was very happy. — David Duchovny

She didn't remember feeling nervous, as though someone was stalking her, watching her every move. — Elizabeth Heiter

Little Richard was drenched in milk, and the cow was none too happy. But the iron brig door hung open. "Good job," said Slank. "Next time, you milk the cow," said Little Richard. — Dave Barry

As Evelyn slid to a stop in the center of the hallway, Butler calmly shook his head. Then he lifted his machine gun and fired. — Elizabeth Heiter

Her recoil confirmed the disgust Grant felt inside. Who was he kidding, trying to put Vladimir and Andrei behind bars? He was no different from his father. Then he remembered Sophie's words.
"You're not like them. You're my McSailor."
A soft touch made him smile, thinking of Bonnie, before he realized it was Innochka's hand stroking his face. The touch of a mobster's girlfriend. He leaped back, still crouched on his feet. — Jennifer Lane

Of lies, false modesty is the most decent. — Nicolas Chamfort