If the boy and girl walk off into the sunset hand-in-hand in the last scene, it adds 10 million to the box office.
The Sacré-Coeur Boy: The fool looks at a finger that points at the sky.
Charlie: Truth is for suckers, Johnny Boy.
For some unknown reason, bad-boys draw you in despite the fact that they are jerks.
I am a village boy, and Amsterdam for me was always the big town.
In appearance the labor system of all the colonies was the same.
When you get to play with the big boys, your game improves drastically.
A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.
When I was a boy I was told that anybody could become President; I'm beginning to believe it.
UNDERTAKER!” the head boomed. “BOY, DO I HAVE A JOB FOR YOU!
The French have made conversation their claim to civilisation.
You could say that we are living in an internally globalized country.
I'm boring. My beliefs are neither here nor there.
I think it's fine for girls to ask boys out. I actually prefer it.
The supreme accomplishment is to blur the line between work and play.
There's nothing like the discipline of having to work on a cold film set on the Danubian plain in Bulgaria. Boy, does it get cold.
Personally I have always liked boys, but if it's a girl, marvelous, because I was raised among women.
'Boy,' 'October,' 'War,' 'The Unforgettable Fire' and 'The Joshua Tree,' those records, they're part of my musical DNA and structure.
Naw, Jem. I think that there is just one kind of folks. Folks." Jen turned and punched his pillow. WHen he settle back his face was cloudy. He was going in to one of his declines, and I grew wary. His brows came together; his mouth became a thin line...
Museum architectural search committees have invariably included the Kimbell in their international scouting tours of exemplary art galleries (a practice pioneered by Velma Kimbell, the founder’s widow, in 1964). Those groups no doubt respond to the...
Laurie: [sees Annie wearing a shirt because her clothes are in the laundry] Oh, fancy! Annie Brackett: This has not been my night. I spilled butter all over my clothes, they're in the wash. I got stuck in the laundry room... Laurie: Listen, I want yo...
