Boromir: The world of Men will fall, and all will come to darkness, my city to ruin. Aragorn: I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail.
[last lines] James T. Kirk: Where should we go? Spock: As a mission of this duration has never been attempted, I defer to your good judgment Captain. James T. Kirk: Mr. Sulu, take us out! Sulu: Aye, Captain.
Bones: Jim, you just sat that man down at a high-stakes poker game with no cards and told him to bluff. Now, Sulu's a good man, but he's no captain. James T. Kirk: For the next two hours, he is. And enough with the metaphors, all right? That's an ord...
[from trailer] Spock: Captain, I cannot allow you to do this! Bones: Jim, you're not actually going after this guy, are you? James T. Kirk: I have no idea what I'm supposed to do! I only know what I *can* do!
Spock: [after Vengeance crashes] Scan the enemy ship for any signs of life Sulu: [confused] Sir... there's no way anyone could've survived that Spock: [swings round with a snarl] HE COULD! Sulu: [as Khan leaps from the wreckage] Whoa... he just jumpe...
[last lines] Ash: [voiceover] Sure, I could have stayed in the past. I could have even been king. But in my own way, I *am* king. [Ash grabs girl close] Ash: Hail to the king, baby. [Ash kisses the girl]
Wiseman: When you removed the book from the cradle, did you speak the words? Ash: Yeah, basically. Wiseman: Did you speak the exact words? Ash: Look, maybe I didn't say every single little tiny syllable, no. But basically I said them, yeah.
Every time when it rains it stops raining... After darkness there is always a light... Every time you sleep you get up fresh.. Never Give Up at your tough time. You are successful if you have ability to handle your nervousness and go on with confiden...
How thin and insecure is that little beach of white sand we call consciousness. I've always known that in my writing it is the dark troubled sea of which I know nothing, save its presence, that carried me. I've always felt that creating was a fearles...
Maleficent has suffered abuse in the past, and there's a reason why she is now as furious as she is. And I think that children who have been outcast and abused in any way will relate to her. There's a beautiful side to her; she's not just a dark pers...
That which causes us trials shall yield us triumph: and that which make our hearts ache shall fill us with gladness. The only true happiness is to learn, to advance, and to improve: which could not happen unless we had commenced with error, ignorance...
How shall man measure Progress there where the dark-faced Josie lies? How many heartfuls of sorrow s hall balance a bushel of wheat? How hard a thing is life to the lowly, and yet how human and real! And all this life and love and strife and failure,...
We were born between Oh Yeah & Goddammit. I knew life Began where I stood in the dark, Looking out into the light, & that sometimes I could see Everything through nothing. The backyard trees breathed Like a man running from himself As my brothers bac...
On the spur of the moment she decided to go and view the blossoms by herself in the dark night. It was a strange decision for a timid and unadventurous young woman, but then she was in a strange state of mind and she dreaded the return home. That eve...
He’d spent the night in the boat. Next to the spaghetti queen. William glanced at the hobo girl. She sat across from him, huddled in a clump. Her stench had gotten worse overnight, probably from the dampness. Another night like the last one, and he...
If I lived through the next day or so, I needed to start keeping track of where these jokers liked to get their bloodthirsty freak on. It might give me an edge someday. Or at least a list of places that could use a nice burning down. I hadn't burned ...
In the life of each of us, I said to myself, there is a place remote and islanded, and given to endless regret or secret happiness; we are each the uncompanioned hermit and recluse of an hour or a day; we understand our fellows of the cell to whateve...
Orphans? Would you really? children?" "There are advantages. If they turn out badly, we can blame their natural parents. We can also choose our own assortment of ages and genders. We can even get them ready-grown, if we wish.
What needs my for his honoured bones, The labor of an age in pilèd stones, Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-y-pointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name?
When you speak, your words echo only across the room or down the hall. but when you write, your words echo down the ages.
Those ancients who in poetry presented the golden age, who sang its happy state, perhaps, in their Parnassus, dreamt this place. Here, mankind's root was innocent; and here were every fruit and never-ending spring; these streams--the nectar of which ...
