Dory: [Reading a door] Hey, look. "Esc-a-pay". Hey, it's spelled just like escape.
Dory: [dreaming] Uhhh... the sea monkeys have my money... yes, I'm a natural blue...
Dory: What is it with men and asking for directions?
Dory: I suffer from short term memory loss. It runs in my family... At least I think it does... Where are they?
[the whale groans] Dory: Okay, he either said, "move to the back of the throat," or he "wants a root beer float".
Four things greater than all things are, - Women and Horses and Power and War
(December 30, 1865 - January 18, 1936)
I think anytime that you can expand your outreach in any possible way it's a good thing.
Call on God, but row away from the rocks.
Hunter S. Thompson