Daddy-by Nancy B. Brewer When I used to say, speak up you are as good as they, You would just smile and say, let them have their way. When in my foolish youth, I so often disobeyed, He would just smile and say, let her have her way. When summer passe...
What I've found about it is that there are some folks you can talk to until you're blue in the face--they're never going to get it and they're never going to change. But every once in a while, you'll run into someone who is eager to listen, eager to ...
The proletariat could plan to massacre the whole ruling class; a fanatic Jew or black could dream of seizing the secret of the atomic bomb and turning all of humanity entirely Jewish or entirely black: but a woman could not even dream of exterminatin...
Put this huge glow in the dark mask-smile of pessimism, with long teeth and big mouth, on the floor face, she srastetsya with your skin, it will flash whenever you are going to talk, she gave you amazing power, and you begin to understand, the extent...
I love the night passionately. I love it as I love my country, or my mistress, with an instinctive, deep, and unshakeable love. I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my ...
I dream dark dreams. I dream of a figure moving through the forest, of children flying from his path, of young women crying at his coming. I dream of snow and ice, of bare branches and moon-cast shadows. I dream of dancers floating in the air, steppi...
Sirius Black: The latest intelligence is that Fudge doesn't want you trained in combat. Ron Weasley: Combat? What does he think, that we're forming some sort of wizard army? Sirius Black: That's exactly what he thinks. That Dumbledore is assembling h...
Harvey Milk: If we had someone in the government who saw things the way we see them, the way the black community has black leaders who look out for their interests... Scott Smith: You're gonna run for Supervisor, is that the idea? Harvey Milk: I coul...
Fezzik: We face each other as God intended. Sportsmanlike. No tricks, no weapons, skill against skill alone. Man in Black: You mean, you'll put down your rock and I'll put down my sword, and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people? Fezzik...
Jack Sparrow: The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can't do. For instance, you can accept that your father was a pirate and a good man or you can't. But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square w...
Jack Sparrow: Last time... I was here a grand total of three days, all right? Last time, the rum runners used this island as a cache, they came past and I was able to barter passage off. By the look of things, they've long been out of business. Proba...
[duelling with Jack, Barbossa suddenly throws away his sword] Barbossa: You can't beat me, Jack! [In reply, Jack stabs him with his sword. Barbossa simply sighs, pulls the blade out of his body and stabs Jack with it. He smiles as Jack totters - but ...
Elizabeth: [when Pintel and Ragetti finds her hiding in the closet] Parley! Pintel: [pauses] What? Elizabeth: Parley. I invoke the right of parley. According to the Code set down by the pirates Morgan and Bartholomew says you have to take me to your ...
Barbossa: [after Jack show up alive after leaving him on the island a second time] Its not possible Jack Sparrow: Not Probable Will Turner: Jack. Where's Elizabeth? Jack Sparrow: She's safe, just like I promised. She's all set to marry Norrington, ju...
Barbossa: There is one way we can end our curse. All the scattered pieces of the Aztec gold must be restored and the blood repaid. Thanks to ye, we have the final piece. Elizabeth: And the blood to be repaid? Barbossa: That's why there is no sense to...
On Slavery: The saddest slap in the face is we have NO monument, no real statues or memorials, no special day of Atonement or Remembrance (NOT ONE), no thanks for 400+ years of free labor, forced servitude across the Trans-Atlantic, ass beatings, buy...
I am not light nor the absence of it. I am the broad spectrum. Everything that makes you think, want to touch, or taste. Don't box me into that life that you so desperately need to be black and white because that's not me; I won't fit. I am bold, bri...
All this blackness was within him, but that was where it really mattered. It was night without moon or stars, it was a doorless pit in the earth's bowels, it was forever. He felt black ice growing, blooming in his veins. One last sharp feeling was le...
It’s unpleasant magic, the kind that darkens the senses, the kind no one wants to experience, but once in a lifetime might not be able to avoid.
No, what he didn't like about heroes was that they were usually suicidally gloomy when sober and homicidally insane when drunk.
We're all entitled to our different likes and dislikes. Imagine the world if we all liked the same things.
