tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56561681255625766672023-11-15T08:44:40.848-08:00Quotations CollectionAdilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-85529873728050054312013-07-10T21:25:00.002-07:002013-07-10T21:25:26.498-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><i>“What makes big boobs and perkiness so attractive to boys? I mean,
really. Two round, mounds of fat and a fake smile. Yeah, winning
attributes.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-50243391887910645172013-07-10T21:25:00.000-07:002013-07-10T21:25:02.284-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>He pointed to himself. "Male and eighteen. What's your point?”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-34488040956907184412013-07-10T21:24:00.002-07:002013-07-10T21:24:23.512-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“I cannot go to school today"<br />Said little Peggy Ann McKay.<br />"I have the measles and the mumps,<br />A gash, a rash and purple bumps.<br /><br />My mouth is wet, my throat is dry.<br />I'm going blind in my right eye.<br />My tonsils are as big as rocks,<br />I've counted sixteen chicken pox.<br /><br />And there's one more - that's seventeen,<br />And don't you think my face looks green?<br />My leg is cut, my eyes are blue,<br />It might be the instamatic flu.<br /><br />I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,<br />I'm sure that my left leg is broke.<br />My hip hurts when I move my chin,<br />My belly button's caving in.<br /><br />My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,<br />My 'pendix pains each time it rains.<br />My toes are cold, my toes are numb,<br /><br />I have a sliver in my thumb.<br /><br />My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,<br />I hardly whisper when I speak.<br />My tongue is filling up my mouth,<br /><br />I think my hair is falling out.<br /><br />My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,<br />My temperature is one-o-eight.<br />My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,<br /><br />There's a hole inside my ear.<br /><br />I have a hangnail, and my heart is ...<br />What? What's that? What's that you say?<br />You say today is .............. Saturday?<br /><br />G'bye, I'm going out to play!”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-27629902509918282802013-07-10T21:23:00.000-07:002013-07-10T21:23:55.010-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“I'm going to wake Peeta," I say.<br />"No, wait," says Finnick. "Let's do it together. Put our faces right in front of his."<br />Well,
there's so little opportunity for fun left in my life, I agree. We
position ourselves on either side of Peeta, lean over until our faces
are inches frim his nose, and give him a shake. "Peeta. Peeta, wake up,"
I say in a soft, singsong voice.<br />His eyelids flutter open and then he jumps like we've stabbed him. "Aa!"<br />Finnick
and I fall back in the sand, laughing our heads off. Every time we try
to stop, we look at Peeta's attempt to maintain a disdainful expression
and it sets us off again.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-42633972225532910512013-07-10T21:22:00.002-07:002013-07-10T21:22:21.247-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“That's why they call it the American Dream, because you have to be asleep to believe it.”</b></i></span></div>
Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-10749356778915725402013-07-10T21:22:00.000-07:002013-07-10T21:22:04.631-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“Damn, Claire. Warn a guy before you do a face-plant on the floor next
time. I could have looked all heroic and caught you or something -Shane”</b></i></span></div>
Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-23388777603290119212013-07-10T21:21:00.003-07:002013-07-10T21:21:26.306-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“Did you see that dress?” "I saw the dress.” "Did you like it?” He
didn't answer. I took that as a yes. "Am I going to endanger my
reputation if I wear it to the dance?” When he spoke, I could barely
hear him. "You'll endanger the school.” I smiled and fell asleep.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-43353816722816615382013-07-10T21:21:00.001-07:002013-07-10T21:21:06.069-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><i>“A word to the wise ain't necessary, it's the stupid ones who need advice.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-16897096038467422822013-07-10T21:20:00.003-07:002013-07-10T21:20:35.629-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><i>“If loving someone is putting them in a straitjacket and kicking them
down a flight of stairs, then yes, I have loved a few people.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-58808930122764958532013-07-10T21:20:00.001-07:002013-07-10T21:20:16.065-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>
“Don't be so humble - you are not that great.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-72378999459040353522013-07-10T21:19:00.006-07:002013-07-10T21:19:55.605-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“It's not because I want to make out with her."<br />Hold on." He grabbed a
pencil and scrawled excitedly at the paper as if he'd just made a
mathematical breakthrough and then looked back up at me. "I just did
some calculations, and I've been able to determine that you're full of
shit”</b></i></span></div>
Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-37908821728392142062013-07-10T21:19:00.004-07:002013-07-10T21:19:35.080-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“Always go to other people's funerals, otherwise they won't come to yours.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-87221790113852223632013-07-10T21:19:00.001-07:002013-07-10T21:19:10.436-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“I came from a real tough neighborhood. Once a guy pulled a knife on me.
I knew he wasn't a professional, the knife had butter on it.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-26654104828782785412013-07-10T21:18:00.003-07:002013-07-10T21:18:44.760-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“If a book about failures doesn't sell, is it a success?”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-17615494717453884752013-07-10T21:18:00.001-07:002013-07-10T21:18:20.902-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><i>“A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-39275130534724658922013-07-10T21:17:00.006-07:002013-07-10T21:17:59.648-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>
“When life gives you lemons, squirt someone in the eye.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-18778409196816440072013-07-10T21:17:00.003-07:002013-07-10T21:17:26.899-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“They love their hair because they're not smart enough to love something more interesting.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-13590536945753433402013-07-10T21:17:00.001-07:002013-07-10T21:17:04.856-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-50440588435695575382013-07-10T21:16:00.003-07:002013-07-10T21:16:40.009-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“What the hell is that?" I laughed.<br />"It's my fox hat."<br />"Your fox hat?"<br />"Yeah, Pudge. My fox hat."<br />"Why are you wearing your fox hat?" I asked.<br />"Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-70418773610890763692013-07-10T21:16:00.001-07:002013-07-10T21:16:14.608-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>
“The planet is fine. The people are fucked.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-60141192799843505312013-07-10T21:15:00.006-07:002013-07-10T21:15:55.680-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“I did not attend his funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-16585942016175956542013-07-10T21:15:00.003-07:002013-07-10T21:15:29.360-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“Everyone should be able to do one card trick, tell two jokes, and
recite three poems, in case they are ever trapped in an elevator.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-52790240045454910422013-07-10T21:15:00.000-07:002013-07-10T21:15:06.004-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><i>
“It's not true that I had nothing on. I had the radio on.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-67839809984197478672013-07-10T21:14:00.004-07:002013-07-10T21:14:42.779-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.”
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Adilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759135773812385155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5656168125562576667.post-62217058490051634812013-07-10T21:14:00.000-07:002013-07-10T21:14:03.828-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>“Well, don't expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear.”
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