Yaphet Kotto Alien Quotes & Sayings

I'll acknowledge that I'm from Canada but I don't think I'll acknowledge that I'm Canadian. — Nicholas Thorburn

Buried him next to my cabin door, in that sunken, blissful spot where he had napped, always waiting for the next hunt: beneath the wild rose bushes. I buried him, as I had Ann, with bones and antlers and venison and dog food and a wreath of cedar and lupine. I buried him with shells, both 12- and 20-gauge, for whenever we went hunting again, and I put in extras because I knew I'd miss some shots. The bones and wings of his quarry. A whistle, a brass bell. Then the earth back in over him, and new grief in over old grief, like a mountain eroding to bury with its disintegrating sediments, disintegrating heart and body, something bright and valuable below. — Rick Bass

HELMER; But this is disgraceful. Is this the way you neglect your most sacred duties?
NORA: What do you consider is my most sacred duty?
HELMER: Do I have to tell you that? Isn't it your duty to your husband and children?
NORA:I have another duty, just as sacred.
HELMER: You can't have. What duty do you mean?
NORA: My duty to myself. — Henrik Ibsen

However, in many instances we might be very wise to ask what the consequence of removing the consequence might actually be. — Craig D. Lounsbrough

Yes, but if you have difficulty deciphering my sesquipedalian language, then you must be even more intimidated by my magnitudious appearance. — Peggy Christian

Tiny but determined, I navigated the confusing and unstable path of being what you are while knowing that it's more than people want to see. Back — Hope Jahren

In order to know your ministry, you need to start serving and be under the leadership of someone, who already knows his ministry — Sunday Adelaja

The secret of my success was clean living and a fast outfield. — Lefty Gomez

Can you even understand what a beautiful life is? It isn't about the perfect house and a keeping-up-with-the-Jones's new car every two years and having the right landscaper and bragging at parties that you have a house cleaner. Not when all that stuff is shit. It's surface. There's nothing underneath. — Kristen Ashley

Beckett, would you do me a favor? For my wedding?" Livia asked suddenly.
He nodded. "You know I'll do whatever you ask."
She looked over her shoulder and back to his face. "In a minute I'm going to faint away from lack of food. When I wake up, I would appreciate it if you were miles away on Eve's bike."
"You're going to crack your fucking head trying to pull a stunt like that." He ran his hand through his hair. "And I gave your dad my word. I don't want him to think that was all a ploy."
"You said anything. Come on, big guy, give me what I want." She looked at him hopefully. "I'll explain it all to my dad later. I promise."
Beckett leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Fine. You take good care of my brother. Tell them both I said goodbye. I can't do it. I'm a pussy. — Debra Anastasia

Anger subsides. Love doesn't. — Jim Butcher

Any musical person who has never heard a Negro congregation under the spell of religious fervor sing these old songs has missed one of the most thrilling emotions which the human heart may experience. — James Weldon Johnson

I prefer old-world wines like Lafite Rothschild and Margaux. — Ernie Els

It dawned on them that unlike Aunt Josephine, who had lived up in that house, sad and alone, the three children had one another for comfort and support over the course of their miserable lives. And while this did not make them feel entirely safe, or entirely happy, it made them feel appreciative.
They leaned up against one another appreciatively, and small smiles appeared on their damp and anxious faces. They had each other. I'm not sure that "The Beaudelaires had each other" is the moral of this story, but to the three siblings it was enough. To have each other in the midst of their unfortunate lives felt like having a sailboat in the middle of a hurricane, and to the Beaudelaire orphans this felt very fortunate indeed. — Lemony Snicket

Life is not defined by what you achieve, but what you give. — Debasish Mridha