Quotes About Action

Do we have a plan?" she asked. "Yes," he told her. "Shoot everything that moves.

Love is not only something you feel, it is something you do.

Love is not something you feel. It's something you do.

To make the private into something public is an action that has terrific repercussions in the pre-invented world.

Beautify your thoughts. Thoughts are the headwaters of action, life and manifestation.

John flung himself into a pseudo-karate stance, one hand poised behind him and one in front, posed like a cartoon cactus. I thought for an odd moment he had moved his limbs so fast they had made that whoosh sound through air but then I realized John was making that sound with his mouth.

He gave me a look that would have made cancer apologize, then ran like hell.

ANYBODY ORDER A JAILBREAK WITH A SIDE OF SHOTGUN?

If a spider walks onto your bed, you squish it. If a butterfly lands on your bed, you take a picture. Is the butterfly 'doing something to your brain'? If I didn't make myself look like this, I would already be dead. You kill everything that doesn't have pretty wings.

I once saw Arnold Schwarzenegger kill a man in a movie by grabbing his head and twisting it until the neck broke. Was that difficult? Could a man do it without a lot of practice?

John trotted up, carrying his satchel. "Yes. Wexler's gone. We need your car." "What? Why?" John circled around to the passenger-side door and said, "Car chase.

John looked at him and yelled, "What are you waiting for? Shoot him in the mouth!" The word "mouth" could not be heard over the gunshots.

Armando appeared in the door of the bathroom with his gun drawn, because in his world even a vomiting woman was apparently a problem that could be cured with a well-placed bullet.

I flung the gun at another one of the monsters, missed, hit an elderly man in a wheelchair instead, toppling him over.

I turned, ran, fired the shotgun into the air and shouted, "Bomb! There's a bomb in the fountain! Everybody run for your lives! Please don't not panic!

Well, Amy figured you don't need more than five minutes on this planet to figure out that one thing we know about God—maybe the only thing—is that he favors those who act.

He buckled his seat belt, which he always did because he never knew when he would need to ramp something. He made the engine growl and told the headlights to fuck the night.

John says the men threw him down and intended to execute him, at which point he kicked one of the men in the face and backflipped to his feet. He then wrestled away the man's gun and "dick-whipped" him with it. I am unclear as to whether or not this means he struck the man in the groin or merely slapped him in the same manner in which he would slap a person with his dick.

Zoey was disappointed that the van didn't explode into a fireball like in old action movies, but that was one of the downsides of electric car technology.

Just go. When you're on your deathbed you're gonna wish you could get back all the time you spent waiting on other people.

I pray, and I obey.

You stay calm and make it happen.

Your story should open as a door to the reader, where the action has already begun and they have to run to keep up.

Remember these words when I am dead. First be sure you're right, then go ahead.