Elsa: Dr. Jones? Indiana Jones: Yes? Elsa: I knew it was you, you have your father's eyes. Indiana Jones: And my mother's ears but the rest belongs to you. Elsa: It looks like the best parts have already been spoken for.
Panama Hat: Small world, Dr. Jones. Indiana Jones: Too small for two of us. Panama Hat: This is the second time I've had to reclaim my property from you. Indiana Jones: That belongs in a museum. Panama Hat: So do you.
The Bride: [in Japanese] Those of you lucky enough to have your lives, take them with you. However, leave the limbs you've lost. They belong to me now. [in English] The Bride: Except you, Sofie! You stay right where you are!
Frank: You paid five thousand dollars for something that belongs to me! [puts down a bunch of dollar bills] Frank: Five thousand... [pulls out a silver dollar] Frank: Plus one! [puts the dollar on the table] Frank: You got a right to make a profit to...
Ray Charles: I love the stories. You know, about fallin' in love, and having love knock you around, and then the pressures of the world on you so tough it makes you feel small. You just want to give your soul to God. You might as well, your ass belon...
Rachel Lapp: He's leaving, isn't he? Eli Lapp: Tomorrow morning. He'll need his city clothes. Rachel Lapp: But why? What does he have to go back to? Eli Lapp: He's going back to his world, where he belongs. He knows it, and you know it, too.
Al Zimmer: You and I belong to another era, George. The world is talking now. People want new faces, talking faces. I wish it wasn't like this, but the public wants fresh meat, and the public is never wrong. George Valentin: I'm the one people come t...
As a man may be born with a mathematical faculty, and by training that faculty year after year may immensely increase his mathematical capacity, so may a man be born with certain faculties within him, faculties belonging to the soul, which he can dev...
I do believe that characters in novels belong to their writers and their readers pretty equally. I've learned a lot of things about the characters I write from people who read about them. Readers expand them in ways I don't think of and take them to ...
People who volunteer at the recycling center or soup kitchen through a church or neighborhood group can come to feel part of something 'larger.' Such a sense of belonging calls on a different part of a self than the market calls on. The market calls ...
Stripped of its arrogance, its desire to make off with half of the patrimony and never be seen again, history belongs at the family table. If theology, the older brother, pretends not to need or notice him it will be a sign that he has forgotten, aft...
Rejoice, o my soul; To the True Source, God, all power belongs; Which abides forever. Rejoice, o my soul; It’s a witnessing privilege, To Christ’s resurrection power; Empowerment to greater works. Rejoice, o my soul; Don’t give in to comparison...
In preparing the present volume, it has been the aim of the author to do full justice to the ample material at his command, and, where possible, to make the illustrations tell the main story to anatomists. The text of such a memoir may soon lose its ...
Wait a second," Four says. I turn toward him, wondering which version of Four I'll see now-the one who scolds me, or the one who climbs Ferris wheels with me. He smiles a little, but the smile doesn't spread to his eyes, which look less tense and wor...
I don't like forgetting, Elías," I said with my eyes closed. A single tear slipped down my cheek and I let it. "I don't want to forget these moments that constantly remind me of who I am, who I was, and who you are. I don't want to forget my past an...
[Bilbo attempts to sneak out of the cave while the company sleeps but is stopped by Bofur] Bofur: Where do you think you're going? Bilbo Baggins: Back to Rivendell. Bofur: No. No. You can't turn back now. You're part of the company. You're one of us....
I believe _cosmopolitanism_ can be an effective discourse with which to advocate a politics of _transidentity_ of overlapping interests and heterogeneous or hybrid subjects in order to challenge conventional notions of exclusive belonging, identity a...
I let all that anger and worry go because they don't belong to me any more than the future does. And I don't wanna feel them anyhow, because the truth is, whatever happens when this war ends, here and now, far from Richmond County, I'm freer than I'v...
Nothing and no one had ever belonged to him and only him—except Legion. Not that she would do anything necessary to save him, nor would he do anything necessary to save her. But. Yeah, there was always a but with him. He had been her first lover—...
It's good when a man deceives your expectations, when he doesn't correspond to the preconceived notion of him. To belong to a type is the end of a man, his condemnation. If he doesn't fall into any category, if he's not representative, half of what's...
The sense of unhappiness is so much easier to convey than that of happiness. In misery we seem aware of our own existence, even though it may be in the form of a monstrous egotism: this pain of mine is individual, this nerve that winces belongs to me...
