@Flam LOL, those are great! XD I really would love to watch movies with you two..... XD

LOL flam that cracked me up! I agree with ela - I'd love to watch movies with dee

Amy: [after seeing a funny video of Charlie] "PJ, you're gonna have to put that online so grandma can see it."
PJ: "Grandma knows how to go online?"
Amy: "PJ, you're gonna have to put that on a DVD so grandma can watch it."
PJ: "Grandma got a DVD player?"
Amy: "OK, PJ, you're just gonna have to go over to grandma's house and act it out for her."
-"Good Luck, Charlie" (TV show)

"Reformation may be its cure; and I could reform—I have strength yet for that—if—but where is the use of thinking of it, hampered, burdened, cursed as I am? Besides, since happiness is irrevocably denied me, I have a right to get pleasure out of life: and I will get it, cost what it may.”~Mr. Rochester, Jane Eyre

"There are some oddities in the perspective with which we see the world. The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be."~Douglas Adams

As for His failing you, never dream of it—hate the thought. The God who has been sufficient until now should be trusted to the end

If angels’ visits are few and far between at ordinary times, they shall be frequent in our nights of tempest and tossing. Friends may drop from us when we are under pressure, but our intercourse with the inhabitants of the angelic world shall be more abundant; and in the strength of love-words, brought to us from the throne by the way of Jacob’s ladder, we shall be strong to do exploits. Dear reader, is this an hour of distress with you? Then ask for peculiar help.

See, then, the happy estate of a Christian! He has his best things last, and he therefore in this world receives his worst things first. But even his worst things are “afterward” good things, harsh ploughings yielding joyful harvests. Even now he grows rich by his losses, he rises by his falls, he lives by dying, and becomes full by being emptied. If, then, his grievous afflictions yield him so much peaceable fruit in this life, what shall be the full vintage of joy “afterwards” in heaven?

If his dark nights are as bright as the world’s days, what shall his days be? If even his starlight is more splendid than the sun, what must his sunlight be? If he can sing in a dungeon, how sweetly will he sing in heaven! If he can praise the Lord in the fires, how will he extol Him before the eternal throne! If evil be good to him now, what will the overflowing goodness of God be to him then?

Oh, blessed “afterward!” Who would not be a Christian? Who would not bear the present cross for the crown which cometh afterwards? But herein is work for patience, for the rest is not for today, nor the triumph for the present, but “afterward.” Wait, O soul, and let patience have her perfect work.

--All from Morning and Evening: Daily Readings, by Charles Spurgeon.

Jesse: "How come you're so good at that?"
Leslie: "Good at what?"
Jesse: "Building stuff. I mean, you're really good at it for a girl."
Leslie: "Same way I'm fast... for a girl."
Jesse: "You know what I mean."
Leslie: "You're pretty good at art, for a boy."
Jesse: "Okay, okay, truce."
-"Bridge To Terabithia" (movie, 2007)

Adam Young: "Wait so Microsoft bought Skype for 8.5 billion dollars? Why didn’t they just download it for free?"

Mountie: "Do your best to pour every ink-stained word and every drop of sweat into your manuscript. Write the story that you've been called to write. Because I know it, dear writer: you have a story. And it needs to be told. After all, if you don't tell it, who will?"

Mountie: "We are uniquely different, yet the same. Same struggles. Same pain. Same Savior. We are broken, tossed by the winds. We are bruised, battered, and bleeding. We are beautifully made. We are blessed. We are different, yet the same. And we are His."

Things overheard at the office...

Client: "Oh, you're getting old!"
My Boss: "Yeah, I've been doing that for a while now."

Co-worker, to a client: "Now you will see that all the hype was not in vain; this pen really is all it's cracked up to be." (He, uh, really loves his pen. XD)

Co-worker #1: "They changed the design!"
Co-worker #2: "What was wrong with it?"
Co-worker #1: "It was beautiful!"

Co-worker, by way of explanation as he rushed toward the restroom for the second time in 15 minutes: "Bottomless coffee!!"

And of course, a few from Dee...

Me: "The mail was early today."
Dee: "That may be the first time a male has ever been early."

Dee: "ANYTHING BUT THE TEARS! Punch me! Kick me! But DON'T cry on me!"

--- flambeau

"Is that my dirt? He just took my dirt! Put that back!" - guy
~Leverage

“I do not call you unfortunate,” said the Large Voice.
“Don't you think it was bad luck to meet so many lions?” said Shasta.
“There was only one lion,” said the Voice.
“What on earth do you mean? I've just told you there were at least two the first night, and-“
“There was only one: but he was swift of foot.”
“How do you know?”
“I was the lion.” And as Shasta gaped with open mouth and said nothing, the Voice continued. “I was the lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. I was the lion who gave the Horses the new strength of fear for the last mile so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you.”
"Then it was you who wounded Aravis?"
"It was I"
"But what for?"
"Child," said the Voice, "I am telling you your story, not hers. I tell no one any story but his own."
"Who are you?" asked Shasta.
"Myself," said the Voice, very deep and low so that the earth shook: and again "Myself", loud and clear and gay: and then the third time "Myself", whispered so softly you could hardly hear it, and yet it seemed to come from all round you as if the leaves rustled with it.

-The Horse and His Boy – Chapter 11

In the realm of Epicness it is the most Epicy by far, bringing Epic to a whole new Epic level!!!!!

Every breath is a second chance

Switchfoot, Always

To sail beyond the sunset and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die

Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Ulysses
There are a bunch of great lines from that poem, but I don't have time to post them all now.

Nate: Break in, but be subtle.
Eliot: Right. ::kicks in door::
Nate: Eh, not subtle.
~Leverage

In the realm of Epicness it is the most Epicy by far, bringing Epic to a whole new Epic level!!!!!

*doesn't remember saying that. wishes she had*

thanks shadow

@Flam Lol! Those are hilarious.

@Shadow Lol!

@Lady Haleth I love those!

"Judge me, you gods! wrong I mine enemies?
And if not so, how should I wrong a brother?"
Brutus, Julius Caesar, 4.2.38-39

"This above all: To thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man."
-Shakespeare's Hamlet