Jacob: You know you look like an angel, Louie? Like an overgrown cherub. Anyone ever tell you that? Louis: [smiling] Yeah, you. Every time you see me. Jacob: You're a lifesaver, Louie. Louis: [smiling] Yeah, I know.
[during the play 'Senza Mamma'] Genco Abbandando: Vito, how do you like my little angel? Isn't she beautiful? Vito Corleone: She's very beautiful. To you, she's beautiful. For me, there's only my wife and son.
Blondie: If you shoot me, you won't see a cent of that money. Angel Eyes: [frowning] Why? Blondie: I'll tell you why. [Blondie kicks the coffin lid open] Blondie: Cause there's nothin' in here!
Nicholas Angel: I didn't mean to upset the apple cart. DS Andy Cartwright: Oh yeah, cause we all sell apples 'round here, don't we? Danny Butterman: Your dad sells apples, Andy. DS Andy Cartwright: And raspberries.
Metropolitan Police Inspector: [darkly] You don't want me to get the Chief Inspector down here, do you? Nicholas Angel: Yes, I would actually. Metropolitan Police Inspector: Very well. [to a man by the door] Metropolitan Police Inspector: Kenneth?
[Frank Butterman is fleeing in a police car but crashes into a tree when he is distracted by the swan that Nicholas and Danny captured earlier] Nicholas Angel: I feel as if I should say something smart. Danny Butterman: You don't have to say anything...
Rob: Songs at my funeral: "Many Rivers to Cross" by Jimmy Cliff, "Angel" by Aretha Franklin, and I've always had this fantasy that some beautiful, tearful woman would insist on "You're the Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me" by Gladys Knight. But wh...
Clarence: [hearing Nick's cash register ding] Oh-oh. Somebody's just made it. George Bailey: Made what? Clarence: Every time you hear a bell ring, it means that some angel's just got his wings.
Dwight: [while being rescued from the Tar Pits] Miho. You're an angel. You're a saint. You're Mother Teresa. You're Elvis. You're God. And if you'd shown up about ten minutes earlier, we'd still have Jackie-Boy's head.
[the motorcycle gang comes to see off Burt] Antarctic Angel: Good luck, mate. Show 'em Kiwis can fly too, eh? Burt Munro: Right. I'll bring you back the Statue of Liberty!
The most important thing is to find the balance between city and nature. I have that 'hippie quality' - my husband is a super-hippie Los Angeles boy - so we'll have to make time to go to Puerto Rico, and upstate New York, and be sure we get to do out...
If you grow up in the South Bronx today or in south-central Los Angeles or Pittsburgh or Philadelphia, you quickly come to understand that you have been set apart and that there's no will in this society to bring you back into the mainstream.
I struggled with being a Latino growing up in Los Angeles. I felt very American. I still do. I went to 35 bar mitzvahs before I went to a single quinceanera. I could talk all day about my culture and what it means to me.
Long before the arrival of reality TV - before speed cameras, before recording angels on buses and lampposts - I felt I was living in a country that already knew how to watch itself. It was journalism that held the responsibility for seeing who we we...
The Angel of Death took the woman's frail hand. "Don't be afraid." she said. "Life is your past. Death, on the other hand, is your soul preparing for a new beginning. A brand new adventure, if you like." An excerpt from Paradox - Equilibrium. Book 4 ...
I believe the stars are the headlights of angels driving from heaven to save us to save us...Won't you look at the sky? They're driving from heaven into our eyes. And though final words are so hard to devise, I promise that I'll always remember your ...
When we have a favorite writer, it's always the places where they grew up, lived, worked, and that they recreated on the page that we most want to visit and commune with. Faulkner's Mississippi, Raymond Chandler's Los Angeles, etc. The mind of the re...
When I was coming up as a kid, there were programs that kept me out of trouble and on the straight and narrow in South Central Los Angeles, and I always felt that when I got to a stage where I could provide similar opportunities to kids then I would ...
I started in dance classes when I was, like, seven years old. And the arts in general, it kept me not only off the street, I grew up in South Central Los Angeles, so it kept my mind focused. It kept me passionate about something. So I wasn't easily d...
I just feel like growing up in Los Angeles, you learn, 'Well you're never gonna be the prettiest girl in the room, so just don't even try.' I mean, I care about being pretty, but it's not my most valued thing.
Atomize and refigure the word.
