Palpatines Arrest Quotes & Sayings

But the Americans ruin everything with cheese. They make it out of animal milk. Americans put it on everything - on their eggs at breakfast, on their noodles, they melt it on ground meat. They say Americans smell like butter, but no, it is cheese. With heat, it becomes an orange liquid. — Adam Johnson

I'd give him anything. I'd give him everything. If I had the power, I'd give him the world. — Kristen Ashley

Beyond the snowy trees, the endless high-rises of Seoul have faded to a blurry gray shadow, but their presence hasn't dwindled. Even in the poor visibility, there's no denying that the city feels like the walls of a fortress, a fortress that is both protecting us and trapping us. — Paula Stokes

My father told me you have two loves in your life: What you do and the people you're with. — Mario Van Peebles

To imagine the Self where it is not, is called maya (deceit). — Dada Bhagwan

There were no ravens to be seen. Abruptly a fox burst out of the trees, running hard. Ravens poured from the branches after it. The beat of their wings almost drowned out a desperate whining from the fox. A black whirlwind dove and swirled around it. The fox's jaws snapped at them, but they darted in, and darted away untouched, black beaks glistening wetly. The fox turned back toward the trees, seeking the safety of its den. It ran awkwardly now, head low, fur dark and bloody, and the ravens flapped around it, more and more of them at once, the fluttering mass thickening until it hid the fox completely. As suddenly as they had descended the ravens rose, wheeled, and vanished over the next rise to the south. A misshapen lump of torn fur marked what had been the fox. — Robert Jordan

I'm not crazy. I play a lot of crazy characters, but I'm an actor. — Randy Quaid

My father, who suffered from hardening of the arteries, was diagnosed as having that tragic thief of the mind, Alzheimer's. — Robyn Carr

Nothing spoils a good story like the arrival of an eyewitness. — Mark Twain

Every night the dream that enamors me is the one about you and me. — Avijeet Das