Shiny Chariot Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes my mother goes through my socks and underwear. I wouldn't mind, but it tickles so much! — Emo Philips

I reached my hand out and held it palm open next to hers, and after a moments hesitation she took my hand and squeezed it. I felt absurdly happy.
We were a couple of badass monster killers all right. Maybe on the way back to Choo's she'd let me buy her an ice cream cone. — Elliott James

The perfect man uses his mind as a mirror. It grasps nothing. It regrets nothing. It receives but does not keep. — Zhuangzi

My memory is coming back. It is curious how it comes. Each day, a rush of pieces, loosely connected, unimportant bits, snake through me. They click, click, click into my brain, like links being snapped together. And then they are done. A small chain of memories that fill in one tiny part of my life. They come out of nowhere, and most are not important. — Mary E. Pearson

Don't be offended, but you seem to be one of those people who just attract accidents like a magnet. So ... try not to fall into the ocean or get run over or anything, all right? — Stephenie Meyer

The National Academy of Sciences would be unable to give a unanimous decision if asked whether the sun would rise tomorrow. — Paul R. Ehrlich

When Congress talks of tax reform, grab your wallet and run for cover. — Steve Symms

Kevin Kelly, let The Rock answer your question with a question of his own: Are you mentally, as well as physically prepared to tickle the anus of a monkey? — Dwayne Johnson

The bottom line is we choose our epitaphs. — Karen Marie Moning

What an author likes to write most is his signature on the back of a cheque. — Brendan Behan

Had their physical attractions proved insufficient because she had unconsciously asked more from them than they were able to give? — Josephine Tey

Rather than feeling lost and unimportant and meaningless, set against galaxies which go beyond the reach of the furthest telescopes, I feel that my life has meaning. Perhaps I should feel insignificant, but instead I feel a soaring in my heart that the God who could create all this - and out of nothing - can still count the hairs of my head. — Madeleine L'Engle

We are not thinking machines ... — Peter Watts