Quotation Association

[Tripe]

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standin' in line with Mr. Jimmy
A-man, did he look pretty ill

We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was 'dead'

- The Rolling Stones You Can't Always Get What You Want

[a pretty girl is like]

Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and you shall find; knock, and it shall be opened to you. Matthew Ch. 7, V. 7

[kodiakthejuggler]

Knock, knock, knockin' on Heaven's door! (x 1,000,000)

[Tripe]

The angels taken collectively are called heaven, for they constitute heaven; and yet that which makes heaven in general and in particular is the Divine that goes forth from the Lord and flows into the angels and is received by them.
- Emanuel Swedenborg

[therul]

There were seven spanish angels in the alter of the sun
They were praying for the lovers in the valley of the gun
when the shooting stoped and the smoke cleared there was thunder from the throne
and the seven spanish angels took another angel home.
Seven Spanish angels Willie Nelson & Ray Charles

[Tripe]

Then gleamed a ray
from Logafiöll,
and from that ray
lightnings issued;
then appeared,
in the field of air,
a helmed band
of Valkyriur:
their corslets were
with blood besprinkled,
and from their spears
shone beams of light

- Unknown First Lay of Helgi Hundingsbane (Poetic Edda)

[Johnny Unusual]

Sugar, spice and everything nice. These were the ingredients chosen to create the perfect little girl. But Professor Utonium accidentally added an extra ingredient to the concoction: Chemical X! Thus the Powerpuff Girls were born! Using their ultra-superpowers, Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup have dedicated their lives to fighting crime and the forces of evil!

- Opening Narration

[Pak-Man]

Mama had a chicken. Mama had a cow. Dad was proud. He didn't know how.

-- Cow and Chicken opening credits.

[anais.jude]

Standing Tall on the wings of our dreams   --Perfect Strangers Theme Song

[Tripe]

Two strangers, not strangers
only lacking the knowing
So willing, feeling, infinite growing

- Minnie Ripperton Inside My Love

[Thom_Serveaux]

"...and knowing is half the battle" -G.I. Joe

[Tripe]

Queen of light took her bow
And then she turned to go,
The prince of peace embraced the gloom
And walked the night alone.
Oh, dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morn - ing light.
The dark lord rides in force tonight
And time will tell us all.
Oh, throw down your plow and hoe,
Rest not to lock your homes.
Side by side we wait the might
Of the darkest of them all.
I hear the horses thunder
Down in the valley blow,
Im waiting for the angels of avalon,
Waiting for the eastern glow.
The apples of the valley hold,
The seas of happiness,
The ground is rich from tender care,
Repay, do not forget, no, no.
Oh,-------dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morning light.
The apples turn to brown and black, the tyrants face is red.
Oh the war is common cry, pick up you swords and fly.
The sky is filled with good and bad
That mortals never know.
Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of time pass slow,
Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.
The pain of war cannot exceed
The woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the castle wall,
The ring wraiths ride in black, ride on.
Sing as you raise your bow,
Shoot straighter than before.
No comfort has the fire at night
That lights the face so cold.
Oh dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the mornin light.
The magic runes are writ in gold
To bring the balance back, bring it back.
At last the sun is shining, the clouds of blue roll by,
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his eyes.

Led Zeppelin - The Battle of Evermore

[Thom_Serveaux]

"You want to unpack that one for me, son?"   -Tom Servo (as Tom Grant).   #522(TCW)

[kodiakthejuggler]

"Grant? huh huh You'll never get him out of Montana!"

~ Juanito Rostagno
Jurassic Park

[Thom_Serveaux]

I am in love with Montana . . . Montana seems to me to be what a small boy would think Texas is like from hearing Texans.
Author: Norman Fitzroy Maclean
Source: A River Runs Through It