Porte Quotes & Sayings

Hug your children ... Kiss your mothers and fathers, your brothers and sisters. Tell them how much you love them, every day. Because every day is the last day. Every light casts a shadow. And only the gods know when the darkness will find us. — Seth Grahame-Smith

I live to tear demons apart. Bring the bastards on. (Sin)
Agreed ... bring on the rain. The one thing I learned from Astrid is that life isn't about finding shelter in a storm. It's about learning to dance in the rain. I don't care what I kill as long as I get bloody while doing it. (Zarek) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

If you are on the Path, and see the Buddha walking toward you, kill him. — Allen Greenfield

Hip-hop is when you have crowd participation; when you chant at the audience and they chant back at you; when you wave your hands in the air like you just don't care; or some breakdancing. Everything today is just low-beat, real bass-y, bass-y, good rap records. — Flavor Flav

Guys can smell desperation. It triggers an instinct in them to run far and fast so they aren't around when a woman starts peeling apart her heart. — Janette Rallison

I don't like outlining, because books are organic things. Sometimes a book doesn't want to be written in a certain way. — Sara Gruen

Every revolution seems impossible at the beginning, and after it happens, it was inevitable. — Bill Ayers

You see, he wants something that's mine, and he can't have it. — Christina Lauren

The money opens many doors. That of the coffin, among other things. (L'argent ouvre de nombreuses portes. - Celle du cercueil, entre autres.) — Charles De Leusse

I can lie about my name, I can lie about my school, but how am I going to lie about this fucking nose? "You seem like a very nice person Mr. Porte-Noir, but why do you go around covering the middle of your face like that?" Because suddenly it has taken off, the middle of my face! Because gone is the button of my childhood years, that pretty little thing that people used to look at in my carriage, and lo and behold, the middle of my face has begun to reach out towards God. Porte-Noir and Parsons my ass, kid, you have got J-E-W written right across the middle of your face ... — Philip Roth