Quotes from Michael Scott

It is not easy to watch the world change around you. To see an entire way of life change and change and change again. It isn't easy to watch friends grown old and die, nor is it easy to be constantly moving on from place to place before people begin to wonder why you never age.

True. If you tell people everything, you take away their opportunity to learn.

The two that is one the one that is all. One to save the world, the other to destroy it.

I don't plan. Anyone in my way can either step aside or I will step over them.

Why would anyone want to feel pain or fear?" Josh wondered aloud, both intrigued and repelled by the very idea. It seemed somehow wrong. "So they can feel alive," Scatty said.

I am not talking about immortality now," Perenelle said, her Breton accent thickening. "We have lived for centuries, Nicholas, centuries. I am not afraid to die because I know that when we go, we will go together. It is living without you that would be unbearable.

Guess I can't go back to working for Quetzalcoatl, eh?" "When this is over, Billy," Black Hawk said. "I think maybe we should go and visit the feathered serpent. Hand in our resignations. I'll bring a box of matches." "You going to toast some marshmallows with him?" "I'll toast something," Black Hawk promised.

Niten drew in a deep shuddering breath and the air was suffused with the delicate odor of green tea. "And Tsagaglalal . . ." "Yes, Father?" Prometheus closed his eyes. "Tell Niten to find Aoife and ask her the question. Tell him . . . tell him she will say yes.

Josh: I didn't know.... Nicholas: No reason why you should have - except that your ignorance could have gotten you killed... or worse.

There is no such thing as magic. It is a word. A silly, foolish, overused word. There is only your aura...or the Chinese have a better word for it: qi. A life force. An energy. This is the energy that flows within you. It can be shaped, molded, directed.

Dung is more valuable than any precious metal. You cannot grow food in gold.

Closing her right hand into a fist, she folded her thumb over her index finger. Then she drew her arm back. "When you absolutely, positively have to knock a hole through something..." The Warrior grunted as she drove her fist into the glass dome with tremendous force. "...you cannot beat a Jeet Kune Do punch.

And we die together." He smiled softly. "I would prefer that. I do not want to live in this world?or any other world, for that matter?without you.

And in their rush to create wonders, they have ignored the wonders all around them, ignored the mysteries, the beauty. Myths and legends walk unseen amongst them, ignored, unrecognized. It was not always so.

Saracen The Knight: There will be a cost. Saint-Germain: Anything. I will pay anything to get my wife back. Saracen: Even your immortality? Saint-Germain: Even that. What's the point in living forever, when it is not with the woman I love?

Siempre es mejor luchar en sólo una batalla a la vez. De esa forma, siempre ganas" -Josh Newman

And that was you?" Dee breathed, looking from Marethyu to Abraham. "I thought I was working for Isis and Osiris." Death's blue eyes crinkled. "You are, but sometimes you-and they-are working for me.

John is a dangerous fanatic. - And you are not ? - asked Dagon. - I'm just dangerous.

I have a few regrets. There was a girl I should have married, a war in which I should never have fought, a loaf of bread I should have shared, a lie to which I should never have listened. And there is a story I should have told.

Green's a good color.

Sometimes you can be very stupid!

He smiled at the sudden image of Prometheus tossing cars from one side of the bridge to the other to build his barrier. He heard the tiny tinkle of glass and wondered if being tossed across the Golden Gate Bridge by an Elder was covered by insurance.

Then I'll go keep our crocodile friends busy." Niten's teeth flashed in a smile. "I'll try to leave a few for you." He stepped away and faded into the night. "Be careful," Prometheus called. A disembodied voice drifted out of the fog. "I was born for this. What's the worst that could happen?" "You could be killed and eaten by the Spartoi." "Doesn't frighten me.

Niten's hand moved and the ragged end of the broken katana caught the crocodile in the center of the chest. Eyes wide, mouth gaping in surprise, it staggered back into the fog. "You talk too much," Niten whispered.