The Devil And Preston Black Quotes

#1. I wasn't going to have fun doing a teen movie again.

Heath Ledger

#2. Music lets you write your own checks. Don't ever forget that.

Jason Jack Miller

#3. We're all Hitler inside. We're all Christ inside. I'm not keen on the idea, but it's true, isn't it? We've all got a little bit of the devil in us.

Jason Jack Miller

#4. Ah, but is any history really all that ancient?' Second asked. 'Doesn't every moment from the past affect the present?'
This man was more annoying than any history teacher Jordan had ever had.

Margaret Peterson Haddix

#5. Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through, Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through. He'd lay in bed 'til the morning came, but the devil'd visit him just the same. Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through.

Jason Jack Miller

#6. I'm sure you have drawers overflowing with panties the ladies throw at the stage. We saw you guys play down at Mon Brewing a few times. Way to keep the Nineties alive.

Jason Jack Miller

#7. On a scale personal enough to be felt by all, but big enough to be symbolic, the two irreconcilable faiths of our time - Communism and Freedom - came to grips in the persons of two conscious and resolute men.

Whittaker Chambers

#8. You are not a handgun. More like a pellet gun. Maybe even a slingshot.

Jason Jack Miller

#9. Dressing is a matter of taste, and I've met very few Republicans with good taste.

Willie Brown

#10. Twelve experts gathered in one room equal one big idiot.

Carl Jung

#11. Here's how I'll tell you what I think - if you see white smoke then you know I picked a new pope. And if I'm drinking a Snapple then you know I don't give a shit.

Jason Jack Miller

#12. Don't let characters talk pointlessly - they only talk if there's something to say.

Diana Gabaldon

#13. Evening had fallen. A rim of the young moon cleft the pale waste of sky line, the rim of a silver hoop embedded in grey sand: and the tide was flowing in fast to the land with a low whisper of her waves, islanding a few last figures in distant pools.

James Joyce

#14. The strength of the snow and the fire has turned you into a traveling magician. You heal people by holding their hands between yours, you make them forget the cold, hunger, sickness, and war.

Shan Sa

#15. They must take me for a fool, or even worse, a lunatic. And no wonder ,for I am so intensely conscious of my misfortune and my misery is so overwhelming that I am powerless to resist it and am being turned into stone, devoid of all knowledge or feeling.

Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra