[Buzz is driving a pizza truck; Hamm is reading the owner's manual] Ham: I seriously doubt he's getting this kind of mileage.
[Buster the dog is barking and trying to leave Andy's room] Slinky: Ah, this fella says he needs to go out back for a little private time?
[Hamm's cork has popped out and there is change all over the sidewalk] Hamm: All right, nobody look till I get my cork back in.
Jessie: You callin' me a liar? Woody: Well, if the boot fits... Jessie: [adjusting her hat] Say that again. Woody: [slowly] If the boot-tuh fits!
Woody: I have no choice, Buzz. This is my only chance. Buzz Lightyear: To do what? Watch kids from behind glass and never be loved again? Some life.
Buzz Lightyear #2: [thinks the approaching elevator is walls closing in] Quick! Help me prop up Vegetable Man, or we're done for!
Rex: [as Al drives off] How are we going to get him now? Mr. Potato Head: Pizza, anyone? [camera pans to reveal the Pizza Planet delivery truck]
Wheezy: What's the point of prolonging the inevitable? We're all just one stitch away from here... [points to yard sale] Wheezy: ...to there.
Mrs. Potato Head: [Molly tosses Barbie into the "Sunnyside" box without caring] Poor Barbie! Hamm the Piggy Bank: I get the Corvette.
Jessie: Woody, we were wrong to leave Andy. I - I was wrong... Mr. Potato Head: Jessie's right, Woody. She was wrong.
Mrs. Potato Head: You saved our lives! Mr. Potato Head: And *we* are eternally grateful! [hugs the aliens] Mr. Potato Head: My boys! Aliens: Daaaaaady!
Buzz Lightyear: We're going in the attic now, folks. Keep your accessories with you at all times. Spare parts, batteries, anything you need for an orderly transition.
Andy: Molly! Stay out of my room! Molly: I wasn't in your room! Andy: Then who was messing with my stuff?
I didn't finish the stories until we went to the Philippines and I got malaria. I couldn't work and I didn't have any money, but I had seven stories. So I wrote three or four more.
All human beings have an innate need to hear and tell stories and to have a story to live by. religion, whatever else it has done, has provided one of the main ways of meeting this abiding need.
Many a fine SF story uses science or technology merely as backdrop. Many a fine SF story presumes a technological breakthrough and explores its implications without attempting to predict how the thing might actual work.
The Olympics is not really about the sport, it's about the story behind the person. You keep the sport relatively simple to understand - let the fans understand that a takedown is 1 point, a turn is 2, a pin and the match is over. Keep it simple, and...
The still image continues to have a ton of strength. An image taken out of context from one fraction of a second to the next can tell a story, and if photographers are looking to tell a certain story, they can curate those slices of time to their adv...
Every success story has a parent who says, 'over my dead body.' Every success story has an old person who walks up to you and says, when you're acting the fool, 'you know I worry about you sometimes.'
Perhaps it is partly that we need to love books ourselves as parents, grandparents and teachers in order to pass on that passion for stories to our children. It's not about testing and reading schemes, but about loving stories and passing on that pas...
Love is the answer to everything. It's the only reason to do anything. If you don't write stories you love, you'll never make it. If you don't write stories that other people love, you'll never make it.
