Janotas Quotes & Sayings

Explanations are ghosts of guilt, shadows of sympathy, and I have no use for them. — Jessica Dawson

The only time I ever really got into rap was back in the early '90s, and bands like A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, Gang Starr. Musically, they were really interesting. But when hip-hop acts start sampling Sting or Phil Collins, then I just don't get it at all. — Paul Weller

All these years I've sat in airports and kind of drawn people and put like Far Side captions on them. — Jeff Foxworthy

Come on, Chris. It'll be just you, me, and the great, wide open over here. — Triple H

Who can listen to a story of loneliness and despair without taking the risk of experiencing similar pains in his own heart and even losing his precious peace of mind? In short: Who can take away suffering without entering it? — Henri J.M. Nouwen

I can tell you one thing. I've done this my way. I don't have anybody to blame for this win but me, and I love it. — John Daly

I used to dress up in my mom's old clothes and play with these kids from the neighbourhood and make up stories: I would pretend that we were all vampires. — Heather Graham

If you want to touch me, Kendall, touch me. Don't hide behind those little girl slaps. — Lisa McMann

A man who lived on the banks of the Niger should not wash his hands with spittle. — Chinua Achebe

That's some catch, that Catch-22,' he observed.
'It's the best there is,' Doc Daneeka agreed.
Yossarian saw it clearly in all its spinning reasonableness. There was an elliptical precision about its perfect pairs of parts that was graceful and shocking, like good modern art, and at times Yossarian wasn't quite sure that he saw it at all, just the way he was never quite sure about good modern art ... — Joseph Heller

Biologically I'm 25, chronologically I'm 53, psychologically it varies. — Deepak Chopra

Players are ready to play, We're not on strike. It's a lockout. — Dwyane Wade

If you don't like it here, Grandpa - " he said, and he finished the thought with the trick telephone number that people who didn't want to live any more were supposed to call. The zero in the telephone number he pronounced "naught." The number was: "2 B R 0 2 B." It was the telephone number of an institution whose fanciful sobriquets included: "Automat," "Birdland," "Cannery," "Catbox," "De-louser," "Easy-go," "Good-by, Mother," "Happy Hooligan," "Kiss-me-quick," "Lucky Pierre," "Sheepdip," "Waring Blendor," "Weep-no-more" and "Why Worry?" "To — Kurt Vonnegut Jr.

He felt like throwing a hissy fit right there in the truck. Go out with me not her! She doesn't care about you! I do. Can't you see that! I'm crazy about you! I fuckin' love you! — A.E. Via