Yzma And Kronk Quotes & Sayings

We can't tweak the genes of the food we eat without suspicion," Erskine added. "We can pick and choose the naturally mutated ones until a blade of grass is a great ear of corn, but we can't do it with purpose. Vic had dozens of examples like these. He rattled them off in the cafeteria that day." Erskine ticked his fingers as he counted. "Vaccines versus natural immunities, cloning versus twins, modified foods. Or course he was perfectly right. The bastard always was. It was the manmade part that would have caused the chaos. It would be knowing that people were out to get us, that there was danger in the air we breathed. — Hugh Howey

I am only able to be honest. And sometimes my view of the world is pretty dark. But still funny. — Rachel Zucker

It is difficult to steer a parked car, so get moving. — Henrietta Mears

What are you two doing?"
"Dusting!" Kami exclaimed.
The woman snorted. "As if I didn't know."
"I assure you, we weren't canoodling," Kami said.
"Really," the woman said. "Then may I ask what you were doing?"
"You caught us," Jared announced. "Totally - uh - canoodling. The laundry room was occupied by fellow canoodlers, so we took a chance. — Sarah Rees Brennan

Could you try not aiming so much?" he asked me, still standing there. "If you hit him when you aim, it'll just be luck." He was speaking, communicating, and yet not breaking the spell. I then broke it. Quite deliberately. "How can it be luck if I aim?" I said back to him, not loud (despite the italics) but with rather more irritation in my voice than I was actually feeling. He didn't say anything for a moment but simply stood balanced on the curb, looking at me, I knew imperfectly, with love. "Because it will be," he said. "You'll be glad if you hit his marble - Ira's marble - won't you? Won't you be glad? And if you're glad when you hit somebody's marble, then you sort of secretly didn't expect too much to do it. So there'd have to be some luck in it, there'd have to be slightly quite a lot of accident in it. — J.D. Salinger