I made so many jokes about poor Russell Crowe, he once knocked on my dressing room door, and told me he wanted to go out on this chat show we were on to laugh with me. Now he's ruined it. I can't make another joke about him.
Albrecht: Police! Don't move! I said, "Don't move!" Eric Draven: I thought the police always said, "Freeze!" Albrecht: Well, I am the police, and I say, "Don't move" Snow White. You move, you're dead. Eric Draven: And I say, "I'm dead," and I move.
Eric Draven: Guess it's not a good day to be a bad guy, huh, Skank? Skank: I'm not Skank. [turns his head to the side] Skank: That's Skank right there. Skank's dead. Eric Draven: That's right. [Eric recalls how Skank forcibly kissed Shelly and then t...
Eric Draven: Mr. Gideon, you're not paying attention! Gideon: [shouting] No! My hand! Eric Draven: I repeat: A Gold engagement ring, yes? It was pawned here a year ago by a customer of yours named Tin Tin. He confided in me before he ran out of breat...
Lead Cop: Okay, Gideon's blows all to hell and you're having a chitchat with some weirdo who winds up in T-Bird's car when it "zigs instead of zags". Then you steal one of my case files from homicide, and you're sayin' this is just a fuckin' automobi...
Dick: Marie de Salle's playing. You remember I told you about her. I like her. She's kind of Sheryl Crow-ish crossed with a post-Partridge Family pre-L.A. Law Susan Dey kind of thing, but, you know, uh, black.
Frost: Man, I'm telling you, I got a bad feeling about this drop. Crowe: You always say that, Frost. You always say, "I got a bad feeling about this drop." Frost: Okay, okay. When we get back without you, I'll call your folks.
I saw a crow building a nest, I was watching him very carefully, I was kind of stalking him and he was aware of it. And you know what they do when they become aware of someone stalking them when they build a nest, which is a very vulnerable place to ...
Nothing is ever truly gone... Not for me, nor for any human being. We can only go forward, unless we are guests in some enchantment that is not is ours. We are condemned to an endless present, and we can never go back-the source of all our joy, and a...
I knew by the signs it would be a hard winter. The hollies bore a heavy crop of berries and birds stripped them bare. Crows quarreled in reaped fields and owls cried in the mountains, mournful as widows. Fur and moss grew thicker than usual. Cold rai...
Just to be heading away from the sea, to be immersed in a beautiful landscape again, to hear the sound of crows, was such a welcome change, and all to be seen so very appealing, a land of peace and plenty, every field perfectly cultivated, hillsides ...
I loved the different voices all singing one song, the various tones and qualities, the passing lifts of feeling, rising up and going out forever. Old Man Profet, who was a different man on Sunday, used to draw out the notes at the ends of verses so ...
I thought, He must forebear to reveal His power and glory by presenting Himself as Himself, and must be present only in the ordinary miracle of the existence of His creatures. Those who wish to see Him must see Him in the poor, the hungry, the hurt, ...
Cecelia, as with every look and gesture she let us know, was entirely at ease only in the company of her equals – a company that included, besides herself, only her sister. And of course Cecelia held some secret doubts about herself; you can’t di...
This is a book about Heaven. I know it now. It floats among us like a cloud and is the realest thing we know and the least to be captured, the least to be possessed by anybody for himself. It is like a grain of mustard seed, which you cannot see amon...
The river and the garden have been the foundations of my economy here. Of the two I have liked the river best. It is wonderful to have the duty of being on the river the first and last thing every day. I have loved it even in the rain. Sometimes I ha...
Do any of them realize that Simon Wolfgard is falling in love with Meg Corbyn? Monty wondered. Does Wolfgard understand his own response to the girl? What about Meg? How does she feel? What would the rest of the Others do if one of their kind did fal...
The sun rises every morning and sheds light, vanquishing the night's darkness. The rooster also rises every morning only, unlike the sun, he simply makes noise. But the darkness of the night is dispelled by sunshine, not by the rooster's crowing. The...
It was the time of year when migrating crows wheeled across the sky, thunderous flocks that moved like a single veil, and I heard them, out there in the wild chirruping air. Turing to the window, I watched the birds fill the sky before disappearing, ...
Jiji: [On her way to deliver a toy cat, geese warn Kiki about a gust of wind; both Kiki and Jiji are caught in it and accidentally lose the cage in the forest after unintentionally agitating a crow] That was your fault. The geese were kind enough to ...
Director Burgess: Who's the victim? John Anderton: Somebody. Director Burgess: Who? John Anderton: [trying to remember the name] Somebody. Leo Crow. Director Burgess: Who is he? John Anderton: I have no idea! I've never heard of him! But I'm supposed...
