Para ser honesto era muito raro ferver, mas gostava do som da expressão fervoroso pagão e creio que seria um nome fantástico para uma banda de rock cristã.
Othello, you must, with fearful vigor and utmost alacrity, marry this bitch.
Othello, we are told by Iago, is not a Muslim, but a Christian, but, you know, he might be a secret Muslim. I mean, he’s so African looking, and he has that funny name . . . Yeah, I went there.
Not the scream of a startled little girl, mind you, but a manly scream: the scream of a fellow who has caught his enormous dong in a revolving door while charging
Joshua, my memory of Maggie isn't about what happened the night before we left. I didn't go to see her thinking that we would make love. A kiss was more than I expected. I think of Maggie because I ma...
I’ve known him for seventy years. I’ll vouch for his lack of character
In order to hold off the Forces of Darkness, you will need a number two pencil and a calendar, preferably one without pictures of kitties on it.
I would paint more farms, said Toulouse-Lautrec, but they always put them so far from the bar.
Hope is merely another face of desire. And desire is a motherfucker.
He was very desperate for Audrey not to think of him as a bad guy. Like most Beta Males, he didn’t realize that being a good guy was not necessarily an attraction to women.
He looked like he’d shown up at the sacrificial mass of the damned ready to fix the dishwasher.
Green eggs, or not green eggs? That is the question. Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to eat them in a box, with a fox—
Everyone is happier if they have someone to look down on, as well as someone to look up to. Especially if they resent both.
Even a mentally challenged shark would figure out that sea turtles did not wear boxer shorts printed in flying piggies, and no sea turtle would be yattering streams of obscenities between chain-smoker...
Die Behauptung, daß Effrom nicht besonders gut kochen konnte, war eine Untertreibung von ähnlichem Kaliber wie die Feststellung, daß es sich bei Völkermord um eine nicht besonders erfolgversprechende...
Chapter 8, Dinner With the Vampire:Is there something wrong with your food?
Before we knew it a year had passed, then two more, and we were celebrating the passage of Joshua’s seventeenth birthday in the fortress. Balthasar had the girls prepare a feast of Chinese delicacies...
And whence do you hail? From Bonking, sire. Well, yes, lad, as do we all, said Lear, but from what town?
An artist can't let madness stop him from making art, he simply has to channel it.
An air force general with so many campaign medals on his uniform that it looked like someone was losing a game of mah-jongg on his chest.