Rpms Quotes & Sayings

I love the game of hockey. I love being part of it. I think I know a lot about the game. — Patrick Kane

Beware of writing to me. I always answer ... My father spent the last 20 years of his life writing letters. If someone thanked him for a wedding present, he thanked them for thanking him and there was no end to the exchange but death. — Evelyn Waugh

My favourite song is Someone To Love. That is more like me than the other stuff, as it was the only one I was actually able to create from the bottom up. I call it an homage, not a remake. It is an homage to Freddie Mercury, because I don't think people can really remake Freddie Mercury. That's why we did a gospel version. — Brittany Murphy

God uses the tension, complexity, and challenge of doing His kingdom work to transform us into champions. — Christine Caine

Red Carpet has a nice package abstraction layer that allows us to support RPMs and DEBs transparently. — Nat Friedman

The theist must present an intelligible description of god. Until he does so, god makes no more sense than unie; both are cognitively empty, and any attempt at proof is logically absurd. — George H. Smith

I spent a lot of last night being moody and grim.
I'm a vampire. We're allowed to do that. It's in all the brochures. — Garon Whited

That's why your poems can never be no more than a description of life. The page is finite. Once you put the words down on paper, you've fossilized your thought. Bugs in amber, nigger. But music is life itself. Music is time. Played live, played at seventy-eight rpms, thirty-three and a third, backwards, looped, whatever. There's no need for translation. You understand or you don't. — Paul Beatty

Helen's words had hit Quentin like a weed whacker stuck down the front of his underwear and turned on high. And not the wimpy electric models, but the four-stroke gas engine that produce enough RPMs to turn his junk into noodle soup and effectively emasculate him. Fortunately it was metaphorical. — Jay Barry

Her favorite animal was sea lions. Mine was giraffes. Her favorite movie was Casablanca, which she said was old and black-and-white and very romantic. She tried to tell me what it was about, but it all sounded about as much fun as eating burned bread crusts. — Lisa Graff

Yogi was fast on his heels as Dex sped through the lounge, down the busy corridor, and past the training bays. "Excuse me! Coming through!" Shit, shit, shit! Who'd have thought Yogi would like Cheesy Doodles as much as he did?

"Give them here!" Yogi growled.

"Go find your own pic-a-nic basket!" The deep feral growl he received in response was most likely a "no. — Charlie Cochet