When a girl smiles, she's as beautiful as a blooming flower.
Where there are no changes there is no life. A plant has to change to bloom.
Lou Bloom: The price hasn't been negotiated yet.
As a lie can be buried, the truth will always bloom.
Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof.
Wilted or in bloom, taking or lending daylight, the world transitions.
Great powers reserve the right to police bad actors in their neighborhoods.
Bloom like a flower; unfold your own beauty.
Wisdom is the ultimate blooms of a tree we call life.
Like a flower, bloom with all your love and power.
The people want to go back to the time when democracy was in full bloom.
Leo Bloom: There, there. Franz Liebkind: [crying] Where, where?
Let a hundred flowers bloom, let a hundred schools of thought contend.
Senior Ed Bloom: I was drying out.
Why did I not die? More miserable than man ever was before, why did I not sink into forgetfulness and rest? Death snatches away many blooming children, the only hopes of their doting parents: how many brides and youthful lovers have been one day in t...
Some sample lyrics I think I catch: "My engine races up to seventh gear; wrap your legs around my engine, dear . . . . The tunnel's dark, but the ground is wet; I lubricate it with my dripping sweat!" Or, something vaguely disturbing and gross like t...
If I've got a Dad, and his name is Wormwood Rot, and he's in some heavy metal rock band called Grave Dirt . . . then I'm definitely meeting him! She stares at me awkwardly, and I'm about to ask again—maybe even insist—when she says, "Honey, why d...
He's reading a book called Great Warlocks of the 18th Century, and to get this ball rolling before Dean Devlin shows up and rains on our private parade, I snort and ask, "Good book?" I forget I'm pretending to be sitting behind my two-thousand-ninety...
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring ,Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter come...
A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending.
Life is an opportunity to bloom the flowers of love.
