Me plus you. (Imma tell you one time) Me plus you. (Imma tell you one time) Me plus you. (Imma tell you one time) One time. When I met ya girl my heart when knock (knock knock) Now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop (stop stop) Even love is a ...
Jiji: [after losing the toy cat doll intended for Ket in a forest, Kiki decides to place Jiji inside the cage so that Kiki can retrieve the real item without further agitating the crows] You gotta be kidding! Kiki: You can just pretend to be the doll...
Professor Henry Higgins: Damn, damn, damn, DAMN! [astonished] Professor Henry Higgins: I've grown accustomed to her face! She almost makes the day begin! I've grown accustomed to the tune that she whistles night and noon. Her smiles, her frowns, her ...
Wizard: Deal's off. August Rush: But Wizard, I have to play! I have to let them hear! Wizard: [Grabs August and throws him against the fence] You play when I say play. You breathe when I say breathe! You got that boy? You forget about your parents! T...
I'd rather be ignored as a frog than eaten as a human.
All high mathematics serves to do is to beget higher mathematics.
...I want it to be as easy as breathing for you to say yes.
It was entirely silent and I tried to breathe its peace.
Mundane, boring stories--not interesting ones--are the ideal in an operating room.
The rhythm of breath may have been our first language.
After a breath and before another, there's plenty of time to rest.
They did seem pretty serious about their mayhem.
What kind of miracle ripped out your heart, and left you breathing?
Riding a Dragon is amazing, exhilarating, and murder on the thighs.
Silence is of different kinds, and breathes different meanings.
We all draw breath and life from the same source of creation.
Best of all is it to preserve everything in a pure, still heart, and let there be for every pulse a thanksgiving, and for every breath a song.
When you reach a certain level, you live in a bubble when all you think, dream and breathe is becoming the best athlete in the world.
Access by kids to the Internet should be like kids breathing clean air.
I always go back to theatre. It's probably where I'll draw my last breath.
The words of the bards come down the centuries to us, warm with living breath.
