Black hole is where you can go and be nothing.
After the accident Black Sheep was pretty much at an end.
If a black black cat crosses your path, it suggests that the animal is going somewhere.
An ordinary black hole is thought to be the end state of a really massive star's life.
I wear a lot of black, but not in the goth way, I just really love black. I'll never be in pink or purples.
When I do a picture and it's 90% black, like 'Bird,' I use 90% black people.
I am admiring of my fellow peers, black filmmakers and black actors and actresses.
After all, the wool of a black sheep is just as warm.
When a black person kills a black person, the media ignores it completely.
Being a black sheep is a way I would describe myself.
Black music is too big and too powerful not to have its own awards show.
Black holes are where God divided by zero.
Work for black women has been an important and valued dimension of Afrocentric definitions of black motherhood.
Man in Black: [intrigued] You've done nothing but study swordplay? Inigo Montoya: More pursue than study lately. You see, I cannot find him... it's been twenty years now and I'm starting to lose confidence. I just work for Vizzini to pay the bills. T...
Inigo Montoya: But, I promise I will not kill you until you reach the top. Man in Black: That's VERY comforting, but I'm afraid you'll just have to wait. Inigo Montoya: I hate waiting. I could give you my word as a Spaniard. Man in Black: No good. I'...
Mr. White: [snatches Joe's address book] Give me this fucking thing. Joe: What do you think you're doing? Give me back my book! Mr. White: I'm sick of fucking hearing it Joe, I'll give it back to you when we leave. Joe: What do you mean, give it to m...
Hope is an egg, of which one man gets the yolk, another the white, and a third the shell.
I like black for clothes, small items, and jewelry. It's a color that can't be violated by any other colors. A color that simply keeps being itself. A color that sinks more somberly than any other color, yet asserts itself more than all other colors....
Right now, I couldn't have cared less if someone had waltzed across the room in a large flower costume with a sign saying GET YOUR BLACK TULIPS HERE. Every nerve in my body was on man-alert, screaming, "incoming!
I preyed on this sort of thing, discontentment, a clash of passions among the rivals, and the zealots. Open sores opened secrets. That’s how I roll.” Jackson Guild, The Trinity Conspiracy, Betrayal at Black Mesa
How's your grandpa?" "Still worried that your blackness will infect me." "That's the plan. First you, then all the other blondes, and then on to brunettes and redheads. Once we have the womenfolk, all the babies will come out black, too. We all voted...
