Stokman Acres Quotes & Sayings

Yay, when it came to faces, pretty lies was better'n scabbin' true — David Mitchell

Sometimes I wonder if you remember things the way they really were. — Jennifer McMahon

Dance when the sun comes up. — A.D. Posey

It didn't work," said the King. "The cloak of invisibility didn't work."
"Yes, it did," said the Royal Wizard.
"No, it didn't," said the King. "I kept bumping into things, the same as ever."
"The cloak is supposed to make you invisible," said the Royal Wizard. "It is not supposed to keep you from bumping into things."
"All I know is, I kept bumping into things," said the King. — James Thurber

The one thing an audience always has in common with a comedian is troubles. The Yiddish word for that is tsuris. You're always putting your tsuris on stage whether you like it or not. No one is untroubled, unless they're just, you know, an imbecile. — David Steinberg

The emperor is in the Church, not about the Church. — Ambrose

You're all going to die. I hate to remind you, but it is on your schedule. It probably won't happen when you'd like; generally, it's an inconvenience. — George Carlin

Sister Simplicitie!
Sing, sing a song to me,
Sing me to sleep!
Some legend low and long,
Slow as the summer song
Of the dull Deep. — Sydney Thompson Dobell

I have not grown up on movies. I didn't watch much films in my childhood, but I was fond of animation films. — Sonakshi Sinha

You know how fighting fish do it? They blow bubbles and in each one of those bubbles is an egg and they float the egg up to the surface. They keep this whole heavy nest of eggs floating, and they're constantly repairing it. It's as if they live in both elements. — Audre Lorde

You didn't have to do this, you know. I would have been fine."

"No, you wouldn't have. You would have done everything in your power to make sure everyone thought you were fine. — E.J. Fisch

And it made me nervous, because I'm the kind of person who should be kept away from romance, the way certain people should be kept away from guns or sharp knives. — Ken Foster

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face. — W.B.Yeats