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Top 9ja public Quotes of the Year 2013.

1. "You are a widow… go and die”

By Edo state governor, Comrade Adams Oshiomhole

2. "We do not pray for accidents but it is inevitable… we do everything to ensure that we do not have accidents, but it is an act of God.”

By Stella Oduah, Aviation minister

3. "I cannot categorically tell you one now… the one we are going to make use of is going to be made known by my oga at the top…”

By Mr Obafaiye Shem, former Lagos state commandant of the National Security and Civil Defence Corps

4. “Yes, Patience Jonathan is my Jesus Christ!”

By Hon. Evans Bipi of the Rivers state house of assembly

5. "As the president, I don’t know him (Abu Shekau) and don’t know if he is dead or alive; you journalists will know more than us. You are the ones who talk to Boko Haram”

In a presidential media chat, Goodluck Ebele Jonathan

6. "Come, sit on my laps and I will show you a level of grace you do not understand.”

According to Ese Walters, repentant adultress and misguided victim, senior Pastor Biodun Fatoyinbo of the Commonwealth Of Zion Assembly

7. "We have stolen billions of dollars, what did you do? We steal because you never stoned us for it.”

By Governor Rotimi Amechi of Rivers state

8. “I was not a tribalist when I had a long-standing and intimate relationship with Miss Bianca Onoh, an Igbo lady…”

By Femi Fani Kayode

9. “Any academic staff who fails to resume on or before December 4, 2013 automatically ceases to be a staff of the institution and vice chancellors are also directed to advertise vacancies in their institutions.”

Nyesom Wike, supervising minster for the education ministry

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