Larst Episode Quotes & Sayings

We are machines, all of us ...
And what does a machine do when too much is assigned to it? When too much coal, too much ink, too much information is forced violently through its channels?
Why, it stutters, it chokes, finally, it shuts down.
Where do they put the broken machines?
There is only one place. — Emilie Autumn

The miscegenation laws of the South only operate against the legitimate union of the races; they leave the white man free to seduce all the colored girls he can, but it is death to the colored man who yields to the force and advances of a similar attraction in white women. White men lynch the offending Afro-American, not because he is a despoiler of virtue, but because he succumbs to the smiles of white women. — Ida B. Wells

I am an incredibly strong person and an incredibly fast person. — Jaye Davidson

It grew louder, siren crying from her the depth of very voice; Sweet melodies to
guide me to the underworld. — Chika Onyenezi

My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, for man's anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires. — Beverly Sills

I told you, computers are like women. If you shout at them or ask them to do too many things at once, they shut down and you won't even get a sniff pg. 4 — Kim Harrison

The ideal story should begin innocently like a fairy-tale, be frightening like a nightmare in the middle, and conclude sadly like a love story ending in separation. — Orhan Pamuk

Sheena Iyengar, a Columbia University professor who specializes in research on choice, put it to me another way: "People are not products," she said bluntly. "But, essentially, when you say, 'I want a guy that's six foot tall and has blah, blah, blah characteristics,' you're treating a human being like one. — Aziz Ansari

Fancy language, like poplin, too often conceals an eczema. — Albert Camus

I had waited for the tears to stop before I called him, waited until my whole body was empty and dry, hard as a fist. But now I felt the sadness rising again in my chest. — Aryn Kyle