Quotes

These are some cool quoptes which I have gathered and enjoy. If you want to see your quote here e-mail it to me.

Cigarette Smoking Man - X Files
Life is like a box of Chocolates. Cheap perfunctery gifts which noone every wants. Unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolate. So your stuck with thisundefinbale whipped mint craftage and mindlessly wofted down with nothing more else to eat. Sure once in a while there's a peanut butter cup or englinsh toffee but there gone too fast and the taste is fleeting. They end up nothing but broken bitts filled with hardened jelly and teeth shattering nuts. If your desperate enogh to eat those, all you've got left is an empty box, filled with useless brown paper wrappers.

The Empire Strikes Back

YODA: Use the Force. Yes...Now...the stone. Feel it. Concentrate!
LUKE: Oh, no. We'll never get it out now.
YODA: So certain are you. Always with you it cannot be done. Hear you nothing that I say?
LUKE: Master, moving stones around is one thing. This is totally different.
YODA: No! No different! Only different in your mind. You must unlearn what you have learned.
LUKE: (focusing, quietly) All right, I'll give it a try.
YODA: No! Try not. Do. Or do not. There is no try.
LUKE: (panting heavily) I can't. It's too big.
YODA: Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hm? Mmmm. And well you should not. For my ally in the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. It's energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we...(Yoda pinches Luke's shoulder)...not this crude matter. (a sweeping gesture) You must feel the Force around you. (gesturing) Here, between you...me...the tree...the rock...everywhere! Yes, even between this land and that ship!
LUKE: (discouraged) You want the impossible. I don't...I don't believe it.
YODA: That is why you fail.

MACBETH

She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

"900 years you age, sentence put together properly you will not. Hmmmm" - Yoda

Highlander I, II and III
There Can Be Only One!!!

If you eat right, sleep right, you'll still die someday anyway!

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