Bejeweled Blitz Quotes

#1. I know, Mum. So what did you call for?' 'Well... just quickly. When you have a second, can you please send me some Bejeweled Blitz coins?

K.M. Golland

#2. It looks like something out of Whittier's "Snowbound,"' Julia said. Julia could always think of things like that to say.

Maud Hart Lovelace

#3. Did you ever know that you're a jackass?

Chris Jericho

#4. I love information. I want to stay current. I don't want to be under-informed. But I'm busy. Sometimes, I need an instant overview of a situation that I can grasp in a second.

David McCandless

#5. Should one break in and free the animals? That is illegal, but the obligation to obey the law is not absolute. It was justifiably broken by those who helped runaway slaves in the American South, to mention only one possible parallel.

Peter Singer

#6. As you damned well know, we never change much in our hearts.

J.D. Salinger

#7. Of all the things we can feel with our minds and bodies, severe pain is the purest, for it drives everything else from our awareness and focuses us as perfectly as we can ever be focused.

Dean Koontz

#8. If a person is right for a role, I don't care where they got their training.

Rachel Hoffman

#9. is easy to ignore the rain if you have a raincoat. But how would she feel if she were compelled to hustle her living on the streets?

Truman Capote

#10. Well, I mean, I'm very much a pragmatic person.

Ken Livingstone

#11. I don't like schools. And I mean, you have to call on all your friends to get them into their schools.

Eydie Gorme

#12. The poet's habit of living should be set on a key so low that the common influences should delight him.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#13. The 'New Testament', now, I quite liked. Jesus had a lot of good things to say, and as for his father, he must have been highly thought of by the community to work with wood - a material that couldn't have been widely available in Palestine.

Terry Pratchett

#14. He sought ... to transform the grief which looks down into the grave by showing it the grief which looks up to the stars.

Victor Hugo