Sometimes life reaches that desperate point where the wrong thing to do has to be the right thing to do. It doesn’t matter what direction you go. Sometimes you just have to go.
'You want to be something else and you’re stuck with what you are. I know all about that. You’re lucky. All you have to do is put on a mask. At least you’re the right shape.'
'I’ve been practicing all morning with Mr. Salzella. Kesta!? Mallydetta!! Porter see bloker!!'
'It did seem to me you were singing the teensiest bit loud, dear! I’m sure it must have been a little difficult for everyone to hear me.'
'Poor child. Born too late. Opera used to be just about voices. You know, I remember the days of the great sopranos.'
'...had to put your name down and wait five years for a gutter. We thought people in gutters were nobs. We shared a drain. With two other families. And a man who juggled eels.'
'And what they do to the squid…' He shuddered. 'Then they all grin and watch me eat it. They think I enjoy it!'
'The Joye of Snacks, Bye A Lancre Witch.’ Hah! Why dint you put your own name on it, eh? Books’ve got to have a name on ’em so’s everyone knows who's guilty.'
'...Black Aliss. She was an unholy terror. There’s never been one worse or more powerful. Until now. Because I could spit in her eye and steal her teeth, see.'
'I don’t know what you are when you’re behind the mask, but ‘ghost’ is just another word for ‘spirit’ and ‘spirit’ is just another word for ‘soul.’'
'Yes but, you see, the point is…I don’t actually have to pay you anything. You paid me to print it, and I gave you your money back.'
'This is opera. If you wanted a quiet retirement, Mr. Bucket, you shouldn’t have bought the Opera House. You should have done something peaceful, like alligator dentistry.'
'Whenever I try to make a start on the books, something dreadful happens.'
An eldritch voice shrieked: 'When shall we…two…meet again?'
You needed at least three witches for a coven. Two witches was just an argument.
'And don’t go thinking I’m nice. I’m only nice compared to Esme, but so is practic’ly everyone…'
'Amazing,' he said. 'Do you think she knows how fat she is?'
Well, he didn’t have to stand for it. Perhaps the child was somewhat on the heavy side, but Gigli...once crushed a tenor to death and no one had thought any worse of her for it.
'I know good music when I sees it...It’s got blobs and curly bits all over it, see?'
'I wouldn’t tell everyone, but I was only thinking the other day, about when I was younger and called myself Endemonidia…'
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