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“Jamie Raskin, the brilliant and perpetually disheveled Maryland Democrat, asked me about internet conspiracies that alleged I was beaten by the mob because I was mistaken for an Antifa agitator. I stifled a smile. "Well, I was in full uniform. I was wearing my uniform shirt adorned with the Metropolitan Police Department's patch. I had my badge on until somebody ripped it off my chest." I could have added that I also wore a jacket with the words," METROPOLITAN POLICE" stenciled across the back and a helmet emblazoned with the letters "MPDC." Keeping a straight face, I told Raskin, "I do not believe I was mistaken for a member of Antifa.”

“JAMIE'S SONG 'August and November': They say it was a beautiful summer. I say I felt so cold the whole short while. I heard that it rained for days, Between August and November. Well I didn’t see it rain on the enslaved river. I am the river no more (x2) And the rain is just acid water from their cloudy black smoke. And now I’m at a standstill on the streets, That are lit up like a funfair from some forgotten dream. Yet faces, headlights, and the whole world passes by me. Without taking a step, I’m down in the hole too. And if it rains this coming Dark and lonely December, I will never watch it fall on the entrapped river. I am the river no more (x2) And the rain is acid water from their cloudy black smoke.”

“JAMIE'S SONG 'Bright Blue Dream': I watch the world go round and round. And see the sun go up and down. I think I’ve heard most every sound Except your voice. I feel the river by my feet. And let the tears dry indiscrete. Seems the horizon’s incomplete Without your face. The world is a colder place, Shadows everywhere you used to be. Darker than the darkest nights I’ve seen. And I try go back to that Bright blue dream. When there was nothing, there was nothing, but you and me. Clear blue sky. Yes there was something, there was something, I could not see.”

“JAMIE'S SONG 'I Had No Choice': I had no choice, I had to be hers. And now she’s gone, I have to be hurt. She’s not the one that I wanted, She’s just the one that I had. She’s not the one that I’d chosen, She’s just the one I got given. I never said, ‘Hey, she’s the one for me,’ It was already built in me. I didn’t say, ‘Hey, she’s so pretty,’ It’s just these eyes were made to see… her. I had no choice, I had to be hers. And now she’s gone, I have to be hurt. I had no choice, that’s how it was written. I had no choice, that’s the life I got given.”

“JAMIE'S SONG 'LOVE TRANSFUSION': I’m not sleeping nights, I’m not doing good. I’m not eating right, have no use for food. All I do is bleed dry for you. But somehow I survive, And wake up with more love for you. It’s not blood running through my veins, it’s you. I’ve had a strange blood transfusion, To add to my confusion. It’s not compatible; I’m going hysterical. It’s some kind of love transfusion. Love transfusion. Love transfusion. I’ve had a strange blood transfusion. Blood transfusion. Blood transfusion. It’s not blood running through my veins, it’s you.”

“JAMIE'S SONG 'Million Years/Billion Deaths': Every beat of my heart says, ‘Who’d wanna be a heart?’ Every cell in my body, Wants to split apart. Though I know I have to be strong. And I’m sure I won’t have to wait long. But when each day lasts forever, And when every night lasts much longer, Tell me how am I supposed to go on? But if each moment with you, Lasts as long as these lonely nights do, Then I’d wait a million years for you. Yes, I’ll wait a million years for you. And I’ll die a billion deaths to get to you. To get to you… Every breath I take whispers, ‘Who’d wanna be in love?’ Every vein in my body, Has bled dry, my love. Though I know I have to be strong. And I’m sure I won’t have to wait long. But when each day lasts forever, And when every night lasts much longer, Tell me how am I supposed to go on? But if each moment with you, Lasts as long as these lonely nights do, Then I’d wait a million years for you. Yes, I’ll wait a million years for you. And I’ll die a billion deaths to get to you. To get to you…”

“JAMIE'S SONG 'UN-BROKE': Un-broke and, All is well. I did not expect that. Unspoken, All I felt. I should not have done that. But now that is all behind me. Something else, something more defines me. I could be scattered all over the world again, And I would still be me. Find my way back here again. Though I don’t think that could happen, I feel so unbreakable, Now that I am un-broke. Like the wind, I floated. I could not change one thing. Like the trees, I stood there. Branches swayed bare in Spring. My darkest days are behind me. Blinding sun and stars always find me. I could be shattered into the abyss again, But I would still be free. Climb out of the hole again. I’ll see the skies that never darken. I know I’m unbreakable, Now that I am un-broke.”

“JAMIE'S SONG 'WHERE YOU ARE': I left my heart at your door, Don’t tread on it on your way out. It’s convulsing on the floor, Can’t you hear it scream and shout? I dropped my life by your feet, Don’t kick it as you walk down the street. I put my dreams in your hand, Don’t let them slip through your fingers like grains of sand. And my eyes will watch you from afar, Guide you like a shooting star. And you’ll see that I’ll always be where you are. Where you are. Yes, you know that I’ll always be where you are. Yes my eyes will watch you from afar, Guide you like a shooting star. And you’ll see that I’ll always be where you are. Where you are.”

“Jamie spied a Hershey's almond bar still in its wrapper lying in the corner of the landing. He picked it up and tore open one corner. "Was it bitten into?" asked Claudia. "No," Jamie smiled. "Want half?" "You better not touch it," Claudia warned. "It's probably poisoned or filled with marijuana, so you'll eat it and become either dead or a dope addict". Jamie was irritated. "Couldn't it just happen that someone dropped it?" "I doubt that. Who would drop a whole candy bar and not know it? That's like leaving a statue in a taxi".”

“Jamie was more than just the woman I loved. In the year Jamie helped me become the man I am today. With her steady hand she showed how important it was to help others; with her patience and kindness she showed me what life really is all about. Her cheerfulness and optimism, even in times of sickness, was the most amazing thing I have ever witnessed . . . Jamie also thought me the value of forgiveness and the transforming power it offers . . . Jamie was not only the angel who saved Tom Thornton, she was the angel who saved us all.”

“Jamie was not my first hero. The man moved too quickly through the field hospital, as a rule, for the nurses to become well acquainted with them, but now and again you would see a man who talked too little or joked too much, who held himself more stiffly than pain and loneliness would account for. And I knew, roughly, what could be done for them. If there was time, and if they were the kind who talked to keep the dark at Bay, you sat with them and listened. If they were silent, you touched them often in passing, and watched for the unguarded moment, when you might draw them outside of themselves and hold them while they exorcised their demons. If there was time. And if there wasn't, then you jabbed them with morphine, and hoped they would manage to find someone else to listen, while you passed on to a man whose wounds were visible.”

“Jamie, what a lovely surprise,” Charlie smiled as I approached. “Come to take me home?” I ignored him and searched for what I needed. Dragging a small table over, I stepped on it to face him directly—and punched him right in the nose. “You son of a bitch!” I pointed. “You crossed the line, old man!” Wide-eyed, Charlie stepped back, holding his nose. Hopping off the table, I straightened my shirt and made for the exit, only to hear Charlie’s cutesie comment to the people around us.”

“Jamie," I said, "how, exactly, do you decide whether you're drunk?" Aroused by my voice, he swayed alarmingly to one side, but caught himself on the edge of the mantelpiece. His eyes drifted around the room, then fixed on my face. For an instant, they blazed clear and pellucid with intelligence. "och, easy, Sassenach, If ye can stand up, you're not drunk." He let go of the mantelpiece, took a step toward me, and crumpled slowly onto the hearth, eyes blank, and a wide, sweet smile on his dreaming face.”

“Jamás conocerán los hombres el bienestar bajo un régimen de comunidad de bienes. ¿Por qué medios se podrá conseguir la prosperidad común si todos se niegan a trabajar? Nadie tendrá un estímulo personal, y la confianza en que todos trabajan le hará perezoso. Por otra parte, si la miseria subleva los espíritus y ya no es posible adquirir nada como propio, ¿no caerá la sociedad de modo fatal y constante en la rebelión y la venganza? Si, además, desaparece la autoridad de los jueces y el temor saludable que inspiran, ¿qué papel pueden tener en la sociedad hombres para quienes no existiría ninguna diferencia social? Es algo que ni siquiera me atrevo a imaginar.”

“Jamás existirá un Estado realmente libre e iluminado hasta cuando ese Estado reconozca al individuo como un poder más alto e independiente, del cual se deriva su propio poder y autoridad y lo trate de acuerdo a ello. Me complace imaginar un Estado que finalmente pueda darse el lujo de ser justo con todos, y que trate al individuo con respecto; más aún, que no llegue a pensar que es inconsistente con su propia tranquilidad si unos cuantos viven separados de él, no mezclándose con él, sin abrazarlo, pero cumpliendo con su obligación de vecinos y compañeros.”

“Jan 1899 You must aim at the Staff College, but for the love of God never become a professional Staff Officer. Never lose touch with the troops. Remember that you serve the troops and it is the troops who matter. They are the folk who win victories, take care of your men and they will never let you down.”

“Jan Hindman knows all too well that people who have lied for decades about their offending would lie to her about being victimized as a child, so she compared the reports of abuse by child molesters who were not being polygraphed on their answers with a later group who was informed that they would have to take a polygraph after the interview. The group that was being polygraphed was also given immunity from prosecution for crimes previously unknown in order to take away one of the many reasons that offenders lie.[103] The study is not about how good the polygraph is — although it appears to be highly accurate[104] and better than people are at detecting deception in any case. Rather, this study is about how good the offenders thought the polygraph was because the answers of the group who was going to take the polygraph turned out to be very different from the group who was going to take the polygraph turned out very different from the group who wasn't going. In a series of three studies, the offenders who claimed they were abused as a child were 67 percent, 65 percent, and 61 percent without the threat of a polygraph. With polygraph (and conditional immunity), the offenders who claimed they were abused as children were 29 percent, 32 percent, and 30 percent, respectively. The polygraph groups reported approximately half the amount of victimization as children as the nonpolygraph groups did. Nonetheless, the notion that most offenders were victims has spread throughout the field of sexual abuse and is strangely comforting for most professionals. For one thing, it gives meaning to the behavior of offenders and at the same time allows people to feel badly for them. I remember a cartoon in which a man is lying in a gutter, badly beaten. Two social workers stand over him, and one says to the other, "The man who did this really needs help." If offenders are just victims, then no one has to face the reality of malevolence, the fact that there are people out there who prey on other for reasons we simply don't understand.”

“Jan Hindman knows all too well that people who have lied for decades about their offending would lie to her about being victimized as a child, so she compared the reports of abuse by child molesters who were not being polygraphed on their answers with a later group who was informed that they would have to take a polygraph after the interview. The group that was being polygraphed was also given immunity from prosecution for crimes previously unknown in order to take away one of the many reasons that offenders lie.[103] The study is not about how good the polygraph is — although it appears to be highly accurate[104] and better than people are at detecting deception in any case. Rather, this study is about how good the offenders thought the polygraph was because the answers of the group who was going to take the polygraph turned out very different from the group who wasn't going. In a series of three studies, the offenders who claimed they were abused as a child were 67 percent, 65 percent, and 61 percent without the threat of a polygraph. With polygraph (and conditional immunity), the offenders who claimed they were abused as children were 29 percent, 32 percent, and 30 percent, respectively. The polygraph groups reported approximately half the amount of victimization as children as the nonpolygraph groups did. Nonetheless, the notion that most offenders were victims has spread throughout the field of sexual abuse and is strangely comforting for most professionals.”

“Jan Pronk, voormalig minister voor Ontwikkelingssamenwerking, legde onlangs een rechtstreeks verband tussen het slavernijverleden en de huidige achterstanden in Afrika. Een onzinnige constatering. Slavernij kwam ook in Azië voor. Waarom zie je die enorme achterstanden nu niet ook in Azië terug? Het was ook maar een minderheid van de slaven die door de Europeanen naar de nieuwe wereld werd gebracht. De meerderheid werd in Afrika zelf verhandeld of ging naar het Midden-Oosten.”