Treehouse Of Horror Xxiv Quotes & Sayings

Smart is informed reasoning, therefore anyone is smart if they research before reasoning. — Joe Matlock

A man and a woman may become quite intimate in a quarter of an hour. Almost certainly will they endeavour to explain themselves to each other before many minutes have elapsed; but a man and a man will not do this, and even less so will a woman and a woman, for these are parallel lines which will never meet. — James Stephens

Everything gets thrown off depending on whether the Packers are playing. I grew up in L.A., and we had a terrible quarterback, Roman Gabriel. When I was 11 years old, I fired him, I fired the Rams, and I picked a quarterback I aspired to be. That was Bart Starr. That's how long I've been a Packers fan. — Lyor Cohen

The reason he wouldn't be drawn into political or even theological debate was that he was indifferent to other people's opinions and felt no urge to engage with or oppose them. — Ian McEwan

Here and there amidst the wreckage, she found advanced devices that more or less still functioned. With one exception, she'd revealed these to Johanna and then to Woodcarver, and - after it was founded - to the Executive Council. Ravna had kept her mouth shut about the surveillance suite; she and the Children were trapped on a world of medieval strangers.

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So at the beginning Ravna had kept some secrets. It was now years too late to reveal this one. In the Beyond, "cameras" were more than what early tech civilizations imagined. Cameras could be a coat of paint, or critters that looked like insects, or even a bacterial infection. Delivery of the information to the observer could be even stranger, a diffuse cloud of perturbations - acoustic, visual, thermal - that took enormous processing to reconstruct. — Vernor Vinge

The man knew how to fuck. Gideon didn't just shove his big dick in and out of a woman. He worked her with it, exploiting friction, changing angles and depth of penetration. The nuances of his skill were lost when I was writhing beneath him and focused only on the sensations he stoked in my body. But I felt them all now. — Sylvia Day