Mixmaster Transformer Quotes & Sayings

We were watching the first series recently, and it has a charm, a kind of amateur charm. At that point we didn't involve ourselves technically at all - we just messed about and told our jokes - and it looks a bit like that. — Jennifer Saunders

Come on, guys, I am a computer nerd. I love Hollywood and movies. My whole life is like a movie. I wouldn't be who I am if it wasn't for the mind-altering glimpse at the future in 'Star Wars.' — Kim Dotcom

On a freezing night like this, someone, please warm him up for me- Nana — Ai Yazawa

For as long as there are men and women, some things in life will best be done arm in arm, and strolling in a flower garden is one. — Ivan Doig

Life is precious. It's more precious when you are in love. — Debasish Mridha

College football would be much more interesting if the faculty played instead of the students, and even more interesting if the trustees played. There would be a great increase in broken arms, legs, and necks, and simultaneously an appreciable diminution in the loss of humanity. — H.L. Mencken

Moreover, since it is in the nature of tastes to differ, how can a standard erected by one person's taste be used to cast judgement on another's? How, for example, can we pretend that one type of music is superior or inferior to another when comparative judgements merely reflect the taste of the one who makes them? — Roger Scruton

Jack doesn't give a jackshit about me. No, wait, I got that backwards. I don't give a jackshit about Jack the Shit. — Sara Wolf

It is to be recognized that the negative emotions and the guilt that comes with it is not a part of the Consciousness, it only belongs to the mind! — Frank M. Wanderer

I don't ever want to do stuff just for the sake of it. — Tamsin Greig

Decisions. Where, what, why. Can't handle them. So I'm prolonging the indecision with higher education. — Kamila Shamsie

He seeks us before we dream of seeking him; he knocks before we invite him in; he loves us before we respond. — Fulton J. Sheen

Sometimes goldfinches one by one will drop From low hung branches; little space they stop; But sip, and twitter, and their feathers sleek; Then off at once, as in a wanton freak: Or perhaps, to show their black, and golden wings Pausing upon their yellow flutterings. — John Keats