Makin Quotes
This is a very strange time we're living in, and I would feel a little bit better if George W. Bush could say the word "nuclear" correctly. You would have thought somebody would have said something by now. At the very least, Condi would have got up in his face, "Foo', it's NU-CLE-AR! Imma have'ta write it down fo'ya!...I'm makin' flash cards for the President. This is...[shaking her head] mm-mmmm."
Margaret Cho
Black: Belief aint like unbelief. If you a believer then you got to come finally to a well of belief itself and then you dont have to look no further. There aint no further. But the unbeliever has got a problem. He has set out to unravel the world, but everthing he can point to that aint true leaves two new things layin there. If God walked the earth when he got done makin it then when you get up in the mornin' you get to put your feet on a real floor and you dont have to worry about where it come from. But if he didnt then you got to come up with a whole other description of what you even mean by real. And you got to judge everything by that same light. If light is is. Includin yourself. One question fits all.
Cormac McCarthy
All I want is a room somewhere, far away from the cold night air. With one enormous chair Oh wouldn't it be loverly Lots of choc'late for me to eat Lots of coal makin' lots of heat. Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet, Oh wouldn't it be loverly Oh, so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'-lutely still I would never budge 'til Spring crept over my window sill. Someone's head restin' on my knee Warm and tender as he can be, Who takes good care of me Oh wouldn't it be loverly Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly.
Audrey Hepburn
Being black and gay, having dreadlocks, having a certain kind of swag, and dressing the way I do...‘That's dope, you're cool.' I don't feel validated by that. . . . I don't want to be White. I don't want to be straight. I don't want to blend in. . . . I try to wear queer designers who happen to be brown and makin' shit.
Lena Waithe
Eh!” he said, and as he crumbled the rich black soil she saw he was sniffing up the scent of it, "there doesn't seem to be no need for no one to be contrary when there's flowers an' such like, an' such lots o' friendly wild things runnin' about makin' homes for themselves, or buildin' nests an' singin' an' whistlin', does there?
Frances Hodgson Burnett