Jackie Chan Quotes

I prepare for the worst, but hope for the best.

We're all the same inside.

I'm good for some things, bad for a lot of things.

Asian men could be socially inept and incompetent and ridiculous, like a Long Duk Dong, or at best unthreatening and slightly buffoonish, like a Jackie Chan. They were not allowed to be angry and articulate and powerful. And possibly right, Mr. Richardson thought uneasily.

Chew and smile? At the same time? Do I look like Jackie Chan?

i love reading book

Don't wait for the change of circumstances. You change the circumstances

Menulis itu seperti bermain kungfu. Anda tidak akan pernah menjadi jago kungfu meski seumur hidup menonton Jacky Chan atau Jet Lee, tanpa berlatih kungfu.

The second I open my car door I'm ready to kill her. "Fucking shit!" I slam my hand on the roof. There, on the back seat, is a guy, eyes wide open and staring lifelessly at the ceiling. His head is at an odd angle, and his jaw is hanging open. She snapped his neck. What is she? Jackie-Fucking-Chan?

He came outta nowhere, and he was like Jackie Chan or something. I mean, I never saw anybody fight like that.

I don’t know why Kate was trying to impress him, as far as I could see the guy had all the allure and social grace of a psychotic slug with halitosis and a bad head cold.

How did you do all those dangerous stunts, jumping off rooftops and over cliffs?’ I said, ‘Oh, that’s even simpler. It’s just rolling, action, jump, cut, hospital!

I'm not young anymore. I'm really, really tired. And the world is too violent right now. It's a dilemma - I like action but I don't like violence.

Being amongst rough lives and confusion does not make you less, it only makes your beauty shine out more clearly.

The world isn't that big, but it's not that small either, and connections between two human beings are always a little mystical.

You don't get to do over parts or go back and change your path. Your life is decided by your character and the decisions you make in the moment.

Don't try to be like Jackie. There is only one Jackie. Study computers instead.

Are you going to sit down?” Ida Belle asked. “Or am I supposed to drive down the bayou with you up there looking like a Jackie Chan hood ornament?

I learned everything from Bruce Lee. – Jackie Chan

In work and in life, no matter how smart, talented, and beautiful you are, you also have to be a good person. We have to treat one another well and really mean it. Everyone can tell if you're doing it out of genuine concern for them, or if you're just faking.

Believer Telephone lines all across the world People fight all across the world Angels sing all across the world Baby, you and me all across the world Jackie Chan flashing all across the world Hulk Hogan flashing all across the world Baby, let's go fly all across the world Baby, let's go fly all across the world! They call me the believer And I'm not coming back They call me the believer And I'm not coming back

Saying good-bye to them was like saying good-bye to some people who used to know me when I was a little kid. Like saying good-bye to zombies. Good-bye to a memory. Good-bye to dust. The real good-bye happened a long, long time ago.

artists and acrobats, the walls were enough to keep most people in. I don’t get super strength or scary points. But speed is my friend, and I caught her flat-footed because she thought one thing was happening when it was really something else. She thought I was running from her—and I was just trying to get up some speed. I ran for the wall. I don’t know what she thought I was doing, but she chased me hard for most of the distance. But as I approached the giant stone wall that surrounded the grounds, she slowed, anticipating that I would be stopped by it. A few months ago, a bunch of the pack had been at Warren’s house watching a Jackie Chan movie—I don’t remember which one because we were having a marathon—and Jackie just ran up a wall like magic. Warren had a wall around his backyard. Someone stopped the movie, and we’d all gone out and tried it. A lot. The werewolves had gotten moderately proficient, but my light weight and speed had made me the grand champion. The trick is to find a corner and have enough speed to make it to the top. Instead of stopping at the wall, I Jackie-Channed it up the stone surfaces and leaped over. I caught the werewolf totally by surprise. I don’t expect Bonarata and she watched old martial arts movies together. It didn’t seem like that kind of relationship. Her pause meant that the wolf, who could have caught me because as agile as I’d learned to be imitating Jackie Chan, going up was still slower than going forward, had missed her chance. I didn’t intend to give her another. I changed to coyote as I came off the top of the wall. I’m not a were-anything. It takes them time to change from human to wolf. I could do it—well, in this case I could do it in the time it took me to drop off the wall. I landed on four feet, running as fast as I could down a narrow road that was walled on both sides. I had no idea where I was, but out was a good direction, and I didn’t hesitate as I headed one way. Nor did I slow

No lie, I think love is like a Jackie Chan stunt - everything must be right for it to work. Love is a very complicated action scene

Since the child knew his parents would give in, he tried the same trick again and again.

I was bullied until I prevented a new student from being bullied.

In work and in life, no matter how smart, talented, and beautiful you are, you also have to be a good person.

Acting keeps me young! I love that the fans like this kind of action and as long as they want me I'll continue to do it.

Some say that connections between people are just a matter of fate, and I’m grateful that I’ve connected with so many fans in this lifetime.

To make a good impression, all you have to do is talk to people, look them in the eye and show them respect and love.

To make a good impression, all you have to do is talk to people, look them in the eye, and show them respect and love.

We were filming Chamber of Secrets when the Prisoner of Azkaban book came out. True to form I was one of the very last members of the cast to read it, but word reached me that it included a scene in which Hermione gives Draco a well-deserved slap in the face. Cool, this should be fun! I was very into my Jackie Chan films at the time, and was stoked to learn that Emma and I might have to indulge in some on-screen violence when we shot the next film the following year.

Freckles, darling, I’m a fucking animal. You should’ve seen me Jackie Chan my shit today.

I stand here, looking at it. At my new life. No more people staring at me when I walk down the hall. No more whispers behind my back. No one knows me here. No one knows what happened. What I did. I just have to get through the year, get into college someplace far away, and leave for good.

Dear Ms. Jackie Chan, You lucky that it was me who saw you and not some grimy nigga. Stay the fuck off that shit.

The manager is busy, and our policy is absolute. No respectable establishment—” The man breaks off in midsentence about the time I feel a hand on my elbow. Kiernan leans in and plants a quick kiss on my cheek. “So sorry to leave you stranded, dearest. You were right—my notecase was lying on the bed, right where I left it. Don’t they have a table?” The maître d’ lets out a relieved sigh. “My apologies, sir. Your . . . wife . . . failed to tell me you would be joining her. Please follow me.” “I do hope she wasn’t battering you with the whole women’s rights routine. If so, you have my sympathies. I hear it day in and day out.” Two middle-aged men at the table we’re walking past seem to find Kiernan’s comment amusing. One barks out a cloud of foul-smelling smoke as he laughs. There’s this scene in an old martial arts film I watched with Charlayne once upon a time in that faraway reality where the Cyrists and CHRONOS were of no concern. Jackie Chan, or maybe it was Bruce Lee, single-handedly took out every man in the restaurant. While I’m under no illusions that I could actually do that, the feminist inside me would dearly love to try right now.

But am I doing well in life? Would she say that if she knew me well enough to be able to look at me and see beyond my mask? Isn't that what most mos do? Instead, I feel like she's looking at me for the first time. Maybe they both are. At this new me they think they see - hope they see. But I'm not new. I'm the same old me. Why can't they see that?

I know I shouldn't judge the guy by his name, or apparent lack of a sense of humor, but I can't help it. Something about the way Stella talked about him, like she had to convince me he's a good guy, felt strange. Why do girls do that? Why do they go out with guys they have to convince people - convince themselves - to like?

Jackie Chan’s parents were so poor that they had to consider selling him to pay for the $200 hospital bill after he was born through cesarean surgery. His father borrowed the money and ate dog food for two-years to save cash.

And for all of its moments that didn’t age well, there’s just no denying that Chris Tucker is a big bright shining star and one of the most naturally funny and watchable human beings to ever live and Jackie Chan is a narcotically lovable model of masculine warmth, and some things are just greater than the sum of their parts on a level that is magic!

Chris Tucker gives Jackie Chan his LAPD ID and tells him to pretend to be LAPD if anything goes sideways in the Foo Chow restaurant. Jackie Chan looks at the ID with Chris Tucker’s picture on it and says, “This won’t work—I’m not 6′1″!” And that’s just a gorgeously structured classic joke.

Johnson defuses the bomb. Jackie Chan runs around trying to beat up all the guys AND save all the art, which is a 10/10 formula... Then Jackie Chan falls too, but Chris Tucker saves him. NOW THEY ARE TRUE BEST FRIENDS AND THEY GO ON A BEACH VACATION TOGETHER TO HONG KONG. Rush Hour is a flawed thing, a creature of 1998, and it is not my jurisdiction to dismiss its faults. But complicated love is still love.

Jackie Chan Jr. was hardly the victim here. Besides, you fought at his age, too,” Mom points out.

Why did I become Jackie Chan? Mostly because I work very hard. When people were sleeping, I was still training.

After all those years in Asia, I don't have to do promotion anymore. We just release a Jackie Chan movie and - Boom! - people go.

For me the greatest source of income is still movies. Nothing - stocks, financial speculation, real estate speculation or businesses - makes more money for me than making movies.

I only want my work to make people happy.

Beside me, Millie leans up to my ear and whispers, "Holy fucking hotness, Batman! It's like Tom Hardy, Channing Tatum, and Tom Ellis made a baby with the Brawny Man. Fuck me in the ass with no lube. I think I'm in love." "I already licked him. He's mine," I respond

Of special note are Nic Parkhill, Bill Whittaker AM, David Buchanan, Don Baxter, Ross Duffin, Paul van Reyk, Robert French, Anne Malcolm, Bill Bowtell, Brent Mackie, Graeme Head, Gray Sattler, Greg Tillett, Julie Bates, Kirsty Machon, Lyle Chan, Phillip Keen, Robert Griew, Sara Lubowitz, Sue Kippax AO, Terry Goulden, Reg Domingo, Nikki Lusk, Paul O’Beirne and Julie Williams. Extra special thanks to Jacki for your unfaltering support, along with Joni and Sam for your limitless love.

I don’t deserve to be cornered like this for refusing to let you climb off a goddamn balcony like Jackie Chan.” “But the balcony is less scary than Poppy,

Jesus Christ, an umbrella, katana? Really?” Nathan growls at Blaine. “You brought some nunchucks too while you’re out here trying to cosplay as Jackie Chan? No wonder Milo left you.” “Yet you know about the nunchucks,” Blaine muses. “Who do you think taught him?

Think of the comic heroes, like Charlie Chaplin, Jackie Chan, Jim Carrey, Kung Fu Panda, or Roberto Benigni in “Life Is Beautiful”. They win by being playful, creative, adaptive, irreverent, and unbound by norms. Those who take life too seriously are the opposite, and at a disadvantage.

Jackie Chan Jr. was hardly the victim here. Besides, you fought at his age, too,” Mom points out. “Exactly, Mel. I wouldn’t want teenage me anywhere near my daughters. Not in the same house, and frankly, not even on the same continent.

Gonna open a can of Jackie Chan on you,

I didn't reach out, and she was gone.

... rituals, like burning paper money... all fake, just something we do to comfort ourselves or for others to see.

Being still and doing nothing are two completely different things.

I have more Dollars than sense