But nothing was said about chicken farming anymore. Once, long after it was too late for farming, he might catch her crying and pet her a bit. 'What's the matter, little baby? You got a fever? You want to take the night off?' She might murmur somethi...
The unfailing rhythm of the seasons, the ever-turning wheel of life, the four facets of the earth which are lit in turn by the sun, the passing of life--all these filled me once more with a feeling of oppression. Once more there sounded within me, to...
A novel works it's magic by putting a reader inside another person's life. The pace is as slow as life. It's as detailed as life. It requires you, the reader, to fill in an outline of words with vivid pictures drawn subconsciously from your own life,...
[Ron and Hermione ask Harry about his first kiss with Cho] Ron Weasley: Well? How was it? Harry Potter: Wet. I mean, she was sort of crying. Ron Weasley: [laughs] That bad at it, are you? Hermione Granger: I'm sure Harry's kissing was more than satis...
John Connor: [holds up robot arm] Will this melt in the lava? The Terminator: Yes, Throw it in. John Connor: Adios! [John hurls the arm into the steel] The Terminator: And the chip. Sarah Connor: [in relief] It's over. The Terminator: No. There is on...
Sour Bill: Now I remember. [walking up to Vanellope] Sour Bill: All hail the rightful ruler of Sugar Rush, Princess Vanellope. Taffyta Muttonfudge: I remember, she's our princess! Candlehead: Oh, that's right! Taffyta Muttonfudge: We are *so* sorry a...
Alice: Well, when one's lost, I suppose it's good advice to stay where you are, until someone finds you. But who'd ever think to look for me here? [sigh] Alice: Good advice. If I listened earlier, I wouldn't be here. But that's just the trouble with ...
Remember that I’m still a monster. I can listen to you scream and cry and beg and I still won’t let you out.
I knew the end would come, one day. I knew my life deserved to be over. Yet, even knowing that, I was no less fearful.
We are a generation which is crying loudly to tear down all structure in order to find freedom, and discovering, when order is demolished, that instead of freedom we have death.
And then there was Lydia. Lydia who had hurtled into his life – into lives – with hair like fire, eyes like amethysts and a fuck-me scent so palpable that he’d betrayed the only woman he’d ever loved.
It is a condition of monsters that they do not perceive themselves as such. The dragon, you know, hunkered in the village devouring maidens, heard the townsfolk cry ‘Monster!’ and looked behind him
I just find it interesting that kids apparently used to cry when Bambi's mother died. George and I both held our breaths, and then cheered when she didn't reanimate and try to eat her son.
Every morning, whether I've slept or not, whether I've made it through the day without crying or given in and sobbed in the shower, where no one can hear me― the sun comes up, and I make my choice.
If you do not meet inspiring obstacles and failure, cry; you do not have the great path to explore, grow and mature to be great
You stay safe, You love. You survive. You laugh and cry and struggle and sometimes you fail and sometimes you succeed. You Push.
She was not crying Which surprised me very much But I understand now That she had found places For her melancholy That were behind more masks Than only her eyes
There is much you can learn from books and scrolls. These books are my friends, my companions. They make me laugh and cry and find meaning in life.
And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again...
It's good to cry a bit, 'cause that helps us get through the rough parts. And the winter is though, there's no doubt. But we just hang on until spring when that ache will be all but swallowed up.
It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire's fiddle cried out for the dead, and for the living who stay behind to say goodbye.
