Resident Evil 4 Trader Quotes & Sayings

Americans should never come to Europe,' she said, and tried to laugh and began to cry, 'it means they never can be happy again. What's the good of an American who isn't happy? Happiness was all we had. — James Baldwin

Alcohol doesn't console, it doesn't fill up anyone's psychological gaps, all it replaces is the lack of God. It doesn't comfort man. On the contrary, it encourages him in his folly, it transports him to the supreme regions where he is master of his own destiny. — Marguerite Duras

There is no harm in doubt and skepticism, for it is through these that new discoveries are made. — Richard P. Feynman

Being a superhero is great. Everyone should try it. — Kate Bishop

Sorrow makes for sincerity, I think. — Tennessee Williams

Political and social justice requires, not the disintegration of a country and destruction or humiliation of a class which shows initiative, intelligence and drive, but equality of opportunity for all, genuine freedom for self-fulfilment, in which all men irrespective of caste or creed may share. — Syama Prasad Mukherjee

Alone also means available for someone outstanding. — Greg Behrendt

Of course I have a personal life. — Rudolf Nureyev

Writers are the most terrible kleptomaniacs. — Mark Millar

I don't take accusations of selling out lightly. — Clive Barker

Unfortunately I think the Internet knows more about me than I do. I usually look it up to see what I'm going to be doing that next week. — Travis Pastrana

There might simply be nothing going on that might activate it. Perhaps there isn't anything here that Alec is afraid of."
Magnus glanced at Alec and raised his eyebrows. "Boo."
Luke and Magnus, pg. 285 — Cassandra Clare

I saw that I had forgotten how beautiful the drive to Thunder Bay was; the towering sighing groves of fragrant Norway pines, the broad expanses of clean white sand, the sea gulls, always the endlessly wheeling sea gulls; an occasional bald eagle seeming bent on soaring straight up to heaven; the intermittent craggy and pine-clad granite or sandstone hills, sometimes rising gauntly to the dignity of small mountains, then again, sudden stretches of sand or more majestic Norway pines -- and always, of course, the vast glittering heaving lake, the world's largest inland sea, as treacherous and deceitful as a spurned woman, either caressing or raging at the shore, more often turbulent than not, but today on its best company manners, presenting the falsely placid aspect of a mill pond. — Robert Traver