Trottoirs Quotes & Sayings

If people thought more, we'd all have less to amuse us. — Amy Dickinson

I just want people to remember me like I remember Buster Keaton. When they talk about Buster Keaton or Gene Kelly, people say, 'Ah yes, they good.' Maybe one day, they remember Jackie Chan that way. — Jackie Chan

I must admit I'm impressed, Sadie. You controlled your magic and controlled Isis. And you, Carter, did well turning into a lizard. — Rick Riordan

These days there are a lot of people who just want to be famous. I think that comes from a naive place, because those people generally don't know what it's like. — Catherine Keener

I'm going to talk to her."
"And how's that going to go? You're just going to walk up to her and say, 'Hey, I know you've never seen me before, but I'm your dad. Oh, and guess what? You've won the evolutionary lottery: You're a vampire. Let's go to Disneyland!'"
"I hate you right now."

-Darius & Tohrment — J.R. Ward

By getting to know you I get to know myself too. — Kate McGahan

Serena and I have done some great career planning, and we're playing really at the peak of our tennis right now. I think tennis has been a sport where people play this insane schedule from 14 years old, so of course at 26, it's over. We've really paced ourselves. — Venus Williams

A girl from his English class who'd overdosed on sleeping pills after learning of the disappearance of her identical twin. — Tom Perrotta

My parents were Northern Ireland Labour party people. We read the 'Guardian' and the 'New Statesman,' listened to the BBC. The house was full of books. We didn't get a television until 'That Was The Week That Was' started. There was nothing to do but read. — Tom Paulin

Dr. Roboy, in Litvak's measured view, had a vice common to believers: He was all strategy and no tactics. He was prone to move for the sake of moving, too focused on the goal to bother with the intervening sequence. — Michael Chabon

But on a clear, sunny day? How would she know to flee when she couldn't see any place for danger to hide? — Stephenie Meyer