A 7-footer who hits a step-back jumper - that's a pretty…

I would wanna be a mermaid, but I think I'm a little bit more of a unicorn, because I'm like a little bit more…

— Blake Lively

If Kyle Korver blocks your shot there should be a penalty box you should go to!

— Jeff Van Gundy

She looks like a jumper to me. Jumpers do that a lot, stand on the edge and stare out. Never kill yourself in a…

— Maureen Johnson

I think of myself as a time-jumper.

— Justin Gatlin

My on-the-court game was ordinary. I had a jumper but needed screens. I could go right but not left.

— Marv Albert

Most of my game is not really based on explosiveness, but I've gotta have a little lift on my jumper.

— Dirk Nowitzki

LaMarcus Aldridge, his midrange game, his turnaround jumper is awesome.

— Pascal Siakam

“Matar slowly approached the coffee and picked it up carefully, like it might bite him. He removed the lid and sniffed. "It's not poisoned," I said. "What are you? You conjure things from nowhere." "Perhaps I'm an afrit, a genie. Perhaps I'm an angel." Cox watched this exchange with interest. "Perhaps you are Shaitan," said Matar. I raised my eyebrows and Cox obligingly said, "Satan." I smiled a smile that didn't touch my eyes. The blood drained from Matar's face. "Perhaps," I said. "Welcome to hell.”

— Steven Gould

Anybody who can do anything in Leicester but make a jumper has got to be a genius.

— Brian Clough

Once I start shooting that jumper, I feel like I will be one of those guys that is hard to stop.

— Ben Simmons

In fashion design, you can divide people into two groups. You have people who come with an aesthetic that is there forever, even if…

— Raf Simons

NBA's spacing's really helped. Teams gotta really respect my jumper.

— Kyle Kuzma

“I told her about my revenge on Topper the attempted rapist and the guy at the transient's hotel in Brooklyn, and, finally, I told her about stealing the money. "You did what?" She sat straight up in her chair, her eyes wide, her mouth open. "Shhh." Other diners were staring at us, frozen in silent tableau, some with forks or spoons halfway to mouth. Millie was blinking her eyes rapidly. Much quieter, she said, "You robbed a bank?" "Shhh." My ears were burning. "Don't make a scene." "Don't shush me! I didn't rob a bank." Fortunately she whispered it. The waiter walked up then and took our drink order. Millie ordered a vodka martini. I asked for a glass of white wine. I didn't know if it would help, but I figured it couldn't hurt. "A million dollars?" she said, after the waiter left. "Well, almost." "How much of it is left?" "Why?" She blushed. "Curiosity. I must look like a proper little gold digger." "About eight hundred thousand." "Dollars!" The man at the next table spilled his water. "Christ, Millie. You want me to leave you here? You're fifteen hundred miles away from home you know.”

— Steven Gould

I wanted a jumper. After all, in Shetland you are in the land of the Fair Isle sweater. But then everyone said to avoid…

— Douglas Henshall

Some people thought I was bringing the sport down. I don't think so. I was the best and only jumper my country had.

— Eddie the Eagle