Purgatorium Game Quotes & Sayings

I climbed into Misery and called Uncle Bob. "We hooking up?"
"Why does everything out of your mouth make me sound incestuous?"
"Um, I wasn't aware that it did. Perhaps you have a guilty conscience."
"Charley."
"Is there something you need to get off your chest? Besides that skank I saw you with the other day? — Darynda Jones

I find infidelity interesting because it's so revelatory about people. It's this really silent thing. Everyone acknowledges it as a general practice, but nobody likes to go beyond that, to get down to the nitty-gritty. — Junot Diaz

Twenty years ago, I was living in a lovely cottage on the edge of Dartmoor but I couldn't afford to run a car. — Mary Wesley

Your old road is rapidly aging. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand, For the times they are a-changin'. — Bob Dylan

I could imagine myself becoming one of Marla's stories. — Chuck Palahniuk

Coraline's father stopped working and made them all dinner.
Coraline was disgusted. "Daddy," she said, "you've made a recipe again."
"It's leek and potato stew with a tarragon garnish and melted Gruyere cheese," he admitted.
Coraline sighed. Then she went to the freezer and got out some microwave chips and a microwave minipizza.
"You know I don't like recipes," she told her father, while her dinner went around and around and the little red numbers on the microwave oven counted down to zero. — Neil Gaiman

Those gifts are ever more precious which the giver has made precious. — Ovid

None of these will force you to die, but all will teach you how to die. None of them will exhaust your years, but each will contribute his years to yours. — Seneca.

Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn fast. — William Nicholson

What manner of ship is this? What does it do? What is its combat record? Well, those are fair questions, if difficult ones. The Reluctant, as was said, is a naval auxiliary. It operates in the back areas of the Pacific. In its holds it carries food and trucks and dungarees and toothpaste and toilet paper. For the most part it remains on its regular run, from Tedium to Apathy and back; about five days each way. It makes an occasional trip to Monotony, and once it made a run all the way to Ennui, a distance of two thousand nautical miles from Tedium. It performs its dreary and unthanked job, and performs it, if not inspiredly, then at least adequately. — Thomas Heggen