Hell Yes Beck Quotes & Sayings

Spandex bodysuits, huh?" His eyes twinkled. "If that's what turns you on - I'm all for giving it a try. — J.C. Reed

We're about to see an acceleration in technological platforms that, for marketers, will be on a scale rivalled only by the arrival of color TV. — Eric Schmidt

Paul sold his soul for you, didn't he?' Riley turned towards him, astonished, 'How did you know?' Beck adjusted the blanket again. 'I just figured it out. That's what a man should do for his daughter. Or his woman.' He looked her straight in the eyes. 'I'd do it for you if it kept ya safe,' he said tenderly. He'd go to Hell for me. In that instant, Riley knew she'd do the same for him. — Jana Oliver

Hell is not hot, or cold. Nor is it deep below ground, or somewhere in the sky. Instead it is a place on Earth filled with sucking bogs, disfiguring diseases and millions of tiny flesh-eating creatures.
Hell is a jungle, and it is monstrously green. — Greig Beck

Winslow bounced over on the balls of his feet, clearly not experiencing any sort of crash. 'Aren't your guys nervous? I'm nervous as all hell.'
'There's nothing to be nervous about,' Beck said, joining them. 'Nerves are only useful when they can spur you on to work harder, faster, better. Once the work is done, they become pointless. — Louisa Edwards

Hey, she was his fantasy girl. She was supposed to act in an appropriate fantasy-like manner. She wasn't supposed to look at him as though he was all her nightmares rolled up into one big pile of dog crap that she couldn't wait to scrape off her sensible shoes. And that was only after she'd finally recognized him - which had taken far longer than it should have done considering they'd had hot, mind-blowing sex every night for a year...In his dreams. — Nina Croft

The most used phrase in my administration if I were to be President would be 'What the hell you mean we're out of missiles?' — Glenn Beck

She was a journeyman trapper and caretaker of Denver Beck's heart. Even Hell knew her name.
Blackthorne's daughter would never settle for "okay" ever again.
From now on, it's awesome or nothing. — Jana Oliver

Throttle it down a bit, mate, and don't crush that pint. You're gonna need that hand tomorrow. I'm not telling you not to do this, I'm saying stop trying to be Shadow and just be you. When you're in the cockpit you can race 'for him' but you can't 'be him.' You always had great potential, lad, but we both spent so much time making sure the lead horse ran the best race you got left behind."
- Luther 'Blackbird' Gregg — T. August Green

Why don't we teach our children in school what they are? We should say to them, 'You are unique ... you have the capacity for anything. You are a marvel'. — Charles Handy

A father is nowhere near as valuable as a spoon. — Catherynne M Valente

Hell no. It'd been three long months since his good-bye party in Cincinnati, which meant three long months since anyone had hefted his main hose except him. — Samanthe Beck

At the end of the day, there are a hell of a lot of notes being played out there and I defy the average middle-American or the average punter to differentiate between them. — Jeff Beck

I'm a very message-oriented artist, and each song has a totally different meaning. — Claudia Lee

The Harrowing of Hell is so important to the Eastern Orthodox Church that they reenact it during their Easter liturgy. The priest exits the church with a cross held high, and the congregation remains inside. The church doors are locked and the lights are turned off. The darkened church becomes hell, the Devil's jail. The priest then pounds on the doors of the church - symbolizing Christ assaulting the gates of Hades - proclaiming "Open the doors to the Lord of the powers, the king of glory!" Inside the church the people make a great noise of rattling chains, the resistance of hell to the coming of Christ. Eventually the doors are opened, the cross enters, and the church is lit and filled with incense. For the Orthodox, Easter is all about how Jesus defeats the power of death. — Richard Beck

It had travelled for a billion years. It could wait a billion more. This Green Hell, Aug 2012 — Greig Beck

Let no man pray that he know not sorrow, Let no soul ask to be free from pain, For the gall of to-day is the sweet of to-morrow, And the moment's loss is the lifetime's gain. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox

He rolled his eyes. " What Claire?"Claire snickered. " Corned-beef again?"Henry narrowed his eyes at her. " I like corned-beef, leave me alone."Claire laughed as he took a big bite of his sandwich while glaring at her. Ethan giggled as he watched the two of them. " What's so funny?" Henry asked Ethan around a mouthful of food, making him giggle some more. " Ew, Henry, that's gross," Claire groaned. Then Henry stopped her heart by winking at her. He freaking winked at her! Who the hell is this guy?! Claire gaped at him, trying to figure out who this person was. Henry rolled his green eyes at her. " What now?" he asked after swallowing his food. " Who are you and what have you done with Henry Beck?" Claire demanded. Henry gave her a bored look, but that couldn't hide the slight blush on his cheeks. " Whatever. — Andria Large

The hour [ ... ] can be anywhere between three and six o'clock in the afternoon. The general rule is that the earlier tea is served, the lighter the refreshments. At three, tea is usually a snack
dainty finger sandwiches, petits fours, fresh strawberrries; at six, it can be a meal
or "high" tea
with sausage rolls, salads, and trifle. — Angela Hynes

If you're reading this, I'm either a wolf for good, or you're Ulrik and you should get the hell out of my stuff. — Maggie Stiefvater

December 6 is noted on Catholic calendars as the Feast of Saint Nicholas and it usually falls within the first week of Advent. In many European countries, the Feast is an even greater celebration than Christmas. It is a day to remember the saint's dedication to giving to those who really needed it, and doing it in a way that drew as little attention to himself as possible. — Katie Savage

Grab it while you can - grab every scrap of happiness while you can — Noel Coward

When you feel as though you can't do something, the simple antidote is action: Begin doing it. Start the process, even if it's just a simple step, and don't stop at the beginning. — Marcus Buckingham

Around the property I have here, I'm about to put an all weather race track. I'm about to build stables. I'm about to ship over a couple of my thoroughbreds from England. — Davy Jones

You can't write any form of fiction unless you enjoy reading it. You must be sincere in your approach. It's no good despising the form. So many people think they could earn some money from writing something for which they have no affection. It won't work. The first thing you have to have is belief. — Charlotte Bingham

For not even one person to have ever exhibited this interest in writing nor for any to have so satisfied it is bizarre. Saying this all went on in person is simply insufficient to answer the point: if everything was being resolved in person, Paul would never have written a single letter; nor would his congregations have so often written him letters requesting he write to satisfy their questions - which for some reason always concerned only doctrine and rules of conduct, never the far more interesting subject of how the Son of God lived and died. On the other matters Paul was compelled to write tens of thousands of words. If he had to write so much on those issues, how is it possible no one ever asked for or wrote even one word on the more obvious and burning issues of the facts of Jesus' life and death? — Richard Carrier