Where is your false, your treacherous, and cursed wife?" "She's gone forrard to the Police Office," returns Mr Bucket. "You'll see her there, my dear." "I would like to kiss her!" exclaims Mademoiselle Hortense, panting tigress-like. "You'd bite her,...
His music gave no lesser joy than a vacation. Creativity in his music and its success stood out as an example to all kinds of artists, in the lectures of business speakers, engineers, and to anyone who built or constructed something in their respecti...
One day, I got so disgusted that I sat down and wrote a list called 'Justin's list of things to do before he kicks the bucket.' I wrote it for myself and shortened it to 'Justin's Bucket List.' It was there on the wall, not as a story idea but as a m...
What a pure blessing it was to have a bath in a tub alone in a room where all you had to do was pump the water, not tote buckets. Then all you had to do was pull out the cork, not tote more buckets to the back porch--that kind of thing is easy to tak...
Charlie Bucket: [Takes loaf of bread from his knapsack and holds it up for everyone to see] How 'bout this? Mrs. Bucket: Charlie, where'd you get that? Grandpa Joe: What difference does it make where he got it? Point is he got it.
Edward Cole: The sequel was like that. She never backed me up on anything. Carter Chambers: The sequel? Edward Cole: The second Mrs Edward Cole. [Carter rolls his eyes] Edward Cole: Hell, that woman hated me. Kyle the parachutist: Maybe because you c...
Edward Cole: [to himself, about his relative wellness while looking in a mirror at his wan face and bald head adorned with a railroad track of baseball-like stitches from his brain surgery] My God. Somewhere, some lucky guy's having a heart attack.
Carter Chambers: Even now I cannot understand the measure of a life, but I can tell you this. I know that when he died, his eyes were closed and his heart was open. And I'm pretty sure he was happy with his final resting place, because he was buried ...
Skydiving instructor: Okay, let's deploy Edward Cole: [singing] I've got a feeling I'm falling! Skydiving instructor: We're in the red zone, pull the cord! Edward Cole: [singing] I've got a feeling I'm falling in love Skydiving instructor: PULL THE D...
I drank in the scene around me. Some people were directing traffic, some were throwing buckets full of water on the flames (the whole bucket too, not just the contents), some were snapping photos and one guy, I recognized as a regular of the Black Op...
It's on my bucket list, to get in a real fight.
Love contains no fear, because the mere presence of fear desecrates love and makes it something less than pure. (Imagine) you have two 5-gallon buckets. In one you have 2 gallons of pure water (Love) and in the other you have 2 gallons of toxic waste...
Snotlout: If that dragon shows either of its faces, I'm gonna... there! [He and Tuffnut throw their buckets of water] Ruffnut, Astrid: AH! [the gas clears] Ruffnut: Hey! It's us, idiots! Tuffnut: Your butts are getting bigger! We thought you were a ...
Edward Cole: The simplest thing is... I loved him. And I miss him. Carter and I saw the world together. Which is amazing... When you think that only three months ago, we were complete strangers! I hope that it doesn't sound selfish of me but... the l...
Carter Chambers: Edward Perryman Cole died in May. It was a Sunday in the afternoon and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. He was 81 years old. Even now, I can't claim to understand the measure of a life, but I can tell you this: I know that when he di...
Advertising is the rattling of a stick inside a swill bucket.
You can't get past the liberal press with a bucket of ink.
I would love to be a Bond girl. That is on my bucket list, definitely.
It all began with a bucket of eggs.
Becoming a fae leader? Not on my bucket list.
I don't keep a Bucket List. I'm open to anything.
