Jill Valentine Quotes

The only thing we should scream into the world is love.

Nobody, I mean nobody lives forever. Make it count. This is life. This is love.

Darling, you’ll have to turn that off now.’ Elvy wagged her finger at the television screen. ‘That groaning is too much for my head.’ Flora nodded without taking her eyes off the screen, said, ‘OK. I’ll just save this.’ Elvy laid Grimberg aside—she had not been able to concentrate on her reading anyway since this headache began—and watched as Jill Valentine made her way back to her safe room.

They know they're supposed to do something, but they're not sure what. And you know what they do when they're not sure-- of course you do: They either do the wrong thing or they do nothing, and it's a toss up as to which is worse.

Well, class,” said Teacher Jane. “As I guess you all know, Valentine’s Day is coming. We’re going to have a valentine party with punch and cookies, and we’re all going to give valentines to each other.” “Yippee!” cried the class. “Oh, yeah?” said Sister under her breath. “If she thinks I’m going to send a valentine to that no-good, rotten Billy Grizzwold, she’s got another think coming.” But Sister had another think coming, too. She began to think about what kind of valentine Herbie Cubbison might send her. She was still thinking about it that night at dinner when the phone rang. “It’s probably for you, Brother,” said Papa. “So you might as well answer it.” “That’s right,” said Sister. “It’s probably one of your sweethearts.” “You cut that out!” said Brother as he went to answer the phone. “I wish you wouldn’t tease your brother like that,” said Mama. “Well,” said Sister when Brother returned, “which one of your sweethearts was it, Bonnie, Jill, or Alexis?” “It was Bonnie, if you must know,” said Brother, “and she was calling about math homework.” “Uh-huh,” said Sister. “But that’s not the real reason she was calling. The real reason is that Valentine’s Day is coming and she wants to make sure you send her an icky-sticky valentine with lots of kisses.” “You cut that out!” shouted Brother. “Mama, if she doesn’t cut that out, I’m gonna--” But the phone rang again. “It’s probably Jill this time,” said Sister as Brother went to the phone.

The cherry on my shit-show cake was that today was Valentine’s Day.

Allen struggled to hold the Blackhawk steady. He could hear the bullets flying by and, for just a second, he closed his eyes and prayed.

Love a little, a lot. Love a lot, a little.

Life is love. Love is life.

Hai nominato Jill Valentine. Chi è?" "La prima donna che abbia mai amato" risponde lui, serio Ah. Perché gli ricordo la prima donna che ha amato? Somiglio a qualche sua ex? Era una sua ex, almeno? "È di New Rome, questa Jill Valentine?" Lui mi guarda con gli occhi sgranati... e poi scoppia a ridere. Forte, di gusto. Con le lacrime agli occhi.