‘‘I would be sitting in here at night sometimes when the Voyager mission was flying,’’ Esker Davis, project manager for the Saturn encounter, told David W. Swift, who published an oral history of the mission in 1997, after Davis’s death. ‘‘And my wife would call up and ask what I was doing. I said, ‘Just watching pictures come in, being the first person to see this picture.’’’
— Kim Tingley, “The Loyal Engineers Steering NASA’s Voyager Probes Across the Universe,” The New York Times Magazine
That’s not what I was expecting either.
— Akshay
Ben Diesel.
— Henry
I’m a lover boy, and she’s calling me cute!
— Sid recollecting being upset that his middle school crush called him cute to his mom
Who moved his body
like a cannon ball.
— Oscar Isaac, Marcus Mumford, “Fare Thee Well (Dink’s Song)”
You’re not going to see a single store where you can buy a coffee or read the newspaper. They don’t want that, the rich people.
— Bike tour guide
Mango.
— Rule from game post dinner
Wanna puff?
— Lily offering me her empty 16 Handles spoon
If he gives Heather a raise today I’m going to say something to him.
— Red hair slicked back Eric Trump esque guy on phone entering west side of Central Park around 72nd St at 8:28am
10 to 15 minutes.
— Magnolia Bakery lady on how long it would take for chocolate banana pudding
Jaywalkers of the world unite. You have nothing to lose but your lives.
— Last line of a poem Sid wrote in his mind
We’re old enough to babysit. It always blows my mind.
— Lily on being 24
I’m very healthy. Like broccoli.
— Lily in high-pitched marionette voice waving an ice cream sandwich around like a mouth
Have you ever made fruit kebabs?
— Lily
Until, in God’s good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.
— Winston Churchill speech read in Dunkirk
You’ve got your printing shirt.
— Garry from Phoenix on my printing shirt
A tea shop.
— Nina Shield
Beach ball.
— Jason Fulford
Grow a pair.
To The Bone
Sometimes we would barter. A trip to St. Barts was paid for with a year’s worth of Burmese hummus and shrimp gumbo.
— Tamara Shopsin, Arbitrary Stupid Goal