Funny Mock Trial Quotes & Sayings

Wolves directly affect the entire ecosystem, not just moose populations, their main prey, because less moose equals more tree growth — Rolf Peterson

Gertrude Stein did us the most harm when she said, 'You're all a lost generation.' That got around to certain people and we all said, 'Whee! We're lost. — Dorothy Parker

Tribalism is a social form which can exist at any level of technology. It's a complete illusion to associate it with low levels of technology. It is probably, in fact, a form of social organization second only to the family in its ability to endure. — Terence McKenna

For me, there are no my people and strangers, no bad people and good people. All people are equal for me. — Viktor Yanukovych

With eternity to draw on there could be no reason for hurrying - 'hurry' was not a concept in Martian. — Robert A. Heinlein

A. R. Rahman is truly India's Mozart. His music is celebrated worldwide. — Kailash Kher

Life isn't meant to be fun." "Well, sure it is. It is meant to be exactly that. Growth is fun. Learning is fun. Challenges and the rising above them is fun. If you knew all the answers, would you even bother with questions anymore? — Elle Casey

the writing process behind The Tilted World. — Tom Franklin

I think dreams can come true, but not necessarily like fairy-tales. It's not always so perfect like that. — Patrick Dempsey

Only two guards remained - a pair the professor had christened Misery and Despair because of the way their faces 'drooped with the weight of their ignorance'. — A.E. Nasr

Wow. This place looks classy. The smell of fertilizer and rot is really in this season. Remind me, what are we doing here?" she asked looking at him with a coy smile. "Did we come for bait? — Dennis Sharpe

Yet the laughter had a tinge of uneasiness about it, because this business about nineteen had gotten a trifle weird. — Stephen King

Buy the truth and do not sell it; get wisdom, discipline and understanding. PROVERBS 23:23 — Joel Osteen

I had seen a photograph of Sara at two. In it, her hair is platinum and falls around her face in happy disarray. She is dressed in yellow. Babyhood clings to her still and in the sunlight she appears incandescent. She is golden and delicious, sweet as a lemon drop. But her father never asks to see her. — Deborah Doucette