Pot Quotes - Page 2

I think everyone is ticklish. You just gotta find the right spots.

America is not a melting pot. It is a sizzling cauldron.

What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?

Divinity is in its omniscience and omnipotence like a wheel, a circle, a whole, that can neither be understood, nor divided, nor begun nor ended.

I'm a lager drinker. I'm quite a stupid lager drinker. I do like my lager and mashed potatoes.

I smoke pot because I want to go to heaven before I die

Somali is turning into a desert. Rwanda, you can hardly find a place to plant a potato, it's so crowded.

Honestly, if you were any slower, you’d be going backward.

I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry.

Architecture is a hazardous mixture of omnipotence and impotence. It is by definition a c h a o t i c a d v e n t u r e... In other words, the utopian enterprise.

Don't let the muggles get you down.

Realize that the Silence offers an ever available and almost unlimited opportunity for awakening the highest conception of Truth. Try to comprehend that Omnipotence itself is absolute silence; all else is change, activity, limitation. Silent thought concentration is therefore the true method of reaching, awakening and then expressing the wonderful potential power of the world within.

Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother?

Nepotism sometimes can be a lose-lose situation.

What’s comin’ will come, an’ we’ll meet it when it does.

I suspect music is auditory cheesecake, an exquisite confection crafted to tickle the sensitive spots of... our mental faculties.

The very "marks" on the bottom of a piece of rare crockery are able to throw me into a gibbering ecstasy.

Harry!" said Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. "Simply splendid to see you, old boy-" "Marvelous," said George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry's hand in turn. "Absolutely spiffing." Percy scowled. "That's enough, now," said Mrs. Weasley. "Mum!" said Fred as though he'd only just spotted her and seizing her hand too. "How really corking to see you-

I am visible-see this Indian face-yet I am invisible. I both blind them with my beak nose and am their blind spot. But I exist, we exist. They'd like to think I have melted in the pot. But I haven't. We haven't.

Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips.

Literacy is a bridge from misery to hope.

What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?” “Oh no, Ron,” came Fred’s voice, very sarcastically. “No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up.

Where is Wood?" said Harry, suddenly realizing he wasn't there. "Still in the showers," said Fred. "We think he's trying to drown himself.

I do pottery. I love it. It's very relaxing; it takes me to another planet.

Surrealism is based on the belief in the omnipotence of dreams, in the undirected play of thought.