Kelmis Museum Quotes & Sayings

He called me a pie!" she announced, defensively. There was a pause. "Wait. That's not right."
"A tart?"
"Yes! That's it! — Sarah MacLean

The only way for peace between the races is a separation of the races. — Muhammad Ali

It hurts when you strike me - " "It hurts you for only an instant, and besides, if I hit you it's only because you've let me, because you're too busy wrenching my arm out of its socket to care that I'm hitting you in the stomach. — Kristin Cashore

Ultimately, jokes are this really special thing that we can all share. It's exciting to have basically a thousand people in a room together that can laugh at the same time, but I think of it almost as, like, a religious experience. — Mike Birbiglia

He sat across from her and took her small hands in his own. Babe, you don't have to carry the world. I've got it, okay? — Barbara O'Neal

I'd hate to see the look on my face when that mask came down and I saw the face behind it. Thinner than I remember. Paler. The eyes sunk deep into their sockets, kind of glazed over, like he's sick or hurt, but I recognize it, I know whose face was hidden behind that mask. I just can't process it.
Here, in this place. A thousand years later and a million miles from the halls of George Barnard High School. Here, in the belly of the beast at the bottom of the world, standing right in front of me.
Benjamin Thomas Parish.
And Cassiopeia Marie Sullivan, having a full-bore out-of-body experience, seeing herself seeing him. The last time she saw him was in their high school gymnasium after the lights went out, and then only the back of his head, and the only times that she's seen him since happened in her mind, the rational part of which always knew Ben Parish was dead like everyone else. — Rick Yancey

Of all virtues and dignities of the mind, goodness is the greatest, being the character of the Deity; and without it, man is a busy, mischievous, wretched thing. — Francis Bacon

This requires a level of delusion/egomania usually reserved for popes and drag queens — Tina Fey

Dawn makes a sound. If you listen closely right as the sun starts to come up, you'll hear it. It's like the echo of birth; silence, followed by a gentle push, moans, and then the sloppy deluge of life. On good days I like it because it reminds me that I am alive. On bad days it makes me feel like dust. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Destiny may ride with us today, but there is no reason for it to interfere with lunch. — Peter The Great