Funny 4th Doctor Quotes & Sayings

He who dies for virtue does not perish. — Plautus

I pleaded, like a naughty schoolgirl persuading the class swots to bunk off for the afternoon. — Tabitha McGowan

But you don't fuck me cold-heartedly,' she protested.
'I don't want to fuck you at all.'
Lady Chatterly's Lover — D.H. Lawrence

Out Milky Way is the dwelling; the nebulae are the city. — Victor Hugo

To speak a bold truth, I am, after much mature deliberation, inclined to suspect that the public voice hath, in all ages, done much injustice to Fortune, and hath convicted her of many facts in which she had not the least concern. — Henry Fielding

I'm a Canadian citizen. But I always want to feel at home in Sri Lanka. I'm a member of both countries. — Michael Ondaatje

You don't go into politics unless you want to win. — Rand Paul

Without a complex knowledge of one's place and without the faithfulness to one's place on which such knowledge depends, it is inevitable that the place will be used carelessly, and eventually destroyed. Without such knowledge and faithfulness, moreover, the culture of a country will be superficial and decorative, functional only insofar as it may be a symbol of prestige, the affectation of an elite or "in" group. — Wendell Berry

The only thing one can count on is that no one else can truly be counted on. Alice — Kate Morton

I've got bills to pay like everyone else. I'm a high-earner but I don't see myself as rich. I know in some people's eyes I probably am, but I will always have to work. My son Matt asked me if we were rich the other day and I told him that in my view, being rich is not having to get up to go to work. I can't see myself ever being in that position. — Steve McFadden

Class struggle: external peace, international solidarity, peace among peoples. This is the sacred slogan of international socialist democracy that liberates nations. — Karl Liebknecht

An excellent job with a dubious undertaking, which is like saying it would be great if it wasn't awful. — Ada Louise Huxtable

As he glided stealthily along, creeping beneath the shelter of the walls and doorways, the hideous old man seemed like some loathsome reptile, engendered in the slime and darkness through which he moved: crawling forth, by night, in search of some rich offal for a meal. — Charles Dickens