So about 80 years after the Constitution is ratified, the slaves are freed. Not so you'd really notice it of course; just… — George Carlin Copy Share Image
Pardon me, Mr. Craig, but how are we going to defense Mr. McCovey... in the upper deck or the lower deck? — Casey Stengel Copy Share Image
Pardon me, O perfections of my God, for having preferred imperfect and evil inclinations to Thee! Pardon me, O justice of my… — Ignatius of Loyola Copy Share Image
You admire, Vacerra, only the poets of old and praise only those who are dead. Pardon me, I beseech you, Vacerra, if… — Martial Copy Share Image
S'mimasen," Alyss said repeatedly as they brushed against passerby. "What does that mean?" Will asked as they reached a stretch of street… — John Flanagan Copy Share Image
Pardon me, but we did not have the time to exchange that kind of personal information," Magnus said. "I could not have… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What did one say to a stalker? Um, pardon me, Mr.Stalker, but could you, like, not? — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
Day, night, late, early, At home, abroad, alone, in company, Waking or sleeping, still my care hath been To have her match'd;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Morning, sunshine." Vlad blinked at her. "Morning, sulfuric acid." "Pardon me?" "Well, isn't it just kinda wrong to call a vampire 'sunshine'? — Heather Brewer Copy Share Image
When I was a kid, I really loved Indians. Native Americans. Pardon. Me. — Dave Attell Copy Share Image
Because the sinless Savior died My sinful soul is counted free. For God the just is satisfied To look on Him and… — Charitie Lees Smith Copy Share Image
Pardon me," I answered, as I placed a bundle of straw upon the fire and slightly stirred it. Then I turned quickly… — Francois Laurent d'Arlandes Copy Share Image
Pardon me, dear human self, capable of the most heinous degradation, capable of soaring. — Sena Jeter Naslund Copy Share Image
Marie Antoinette. Her last words were,"Pardon me sir. I did not mean to do it,"to a man whose foot she stepped on… — Marie Antoinette Copy Share Image
My dear Madame, I just noticed that I forgot my cane at your house yesterday; please be good enough to give it… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
That be the jealousy talking," Gator said, in no way perturbed. "I can't help the way the women love me. I was… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
Pardon me, my friends, I have ventured to paint my happiness on the wall. — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
Your poems are rather hard to understand, whereas your paintings are so easy. Easy? Of course - you paint flowers and girls… — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
