Porsche Rap Quotes

#1. Shoot eagles on the Jack Nicklaus course,
Porsche with the triple exhaust,
Seats soft like a midget's cough ...

Action Bronson

#2. Everything is indefinite, misty, and transient; only virtue is clear, and it cannot be destroyed by any force. - MARCUS TULLIUS CICERO

Leo Tolstoy

#3. I have crushes on celebrities or people I meet or see in the coffee shop, and every day I fall in love with three people simply because they said one funny thing or appeared to me in a certain way.

Mindy Kaling

#4. Writers often say that characters begin to write themselves, and I never used to believe that. I always thought that was complete hogwash.

Kevin Kwan

#5. Every member of our baseball team at West Point became a general: this proves the value of team sports.

Omar N. Bradley

#6. Don't wanna ride on the devil's side ... just wanna ride with you

Truman Capote

#7. ...seeing is believing, but remember looks can be deceiving...

J.A. Smith

#8. No. I sliced my own shirt for fun. Everyone's going to be dressing like this tomorrow.

H.M. Ward

#9. I realize that it is as one ages and loses one's natural force that one is at the mercy of heredity. The young are themselves: the aging, their parents' children.

Sylvia Townsend Warner

#10. Some of my friends would lie to girls to get them, or do things that - you know, they would cheat on girls. I was just never in the realm of what, you know, what's instilled to me, you know? Yeah, I mean, my mom's a social worker, for God's sakes.

Seth Rogen

#11. How the world can change, It can change like that, Due to one little word: Married.

Fred Ebb

#12. In the end, each life is no more than the
sum of contingent facts, a chronicle of chance intersections, of flukes, of random events that divulge nothing but their own
lack of purpose.

Paul Auster

#13. The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death. But who wants to die?

Jack Kerouac