Passing him with frightening speed, I see him sailing downward with his open parachute. “It won’t open!” “Pull harder!” Looking down, I estimate that at this speed it will only be a matter of seconds before I collide with the black lava roc...
Have you heard of the illness ? Try to imagine this: You're a farmer, living all alone on the Siberian tundra. Day after day you plow your fields. As far as the eye can see, nothing. To the north, the horizon, to the east, the horizon, to the south, ...
Ay, that I had not done a thousand more. Even now I curse the day—and yet, I think, Few come within the compass of my curse,— Wherein I did not some notorious ill, As kill a man, or else devise his death, Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it, ...
ROSE: I love you, Jack. JACK: No...don’t say your goodbyes, Rose. Don’t you give up. Don’t do it. ROSE: I’m so cold. JACK: You’re going to get out of this...you’re going to go on and you’re going to make babies and watch them grow and y...
During those times, they'd stand there watching me watching them. I'd pray, please. Put a pillow to my face. Clench a hand around my throat. Stab me. Shoot me. Put me out of everyone's misery. Why did you give birth to such a loser? Why didn't you ad...
Is Oeroeg minder dan wij' stootte ik uit. 'Is hij anders?' 'Ben je belazerd,' zei Gerard kalm, zonder de pijp uit zijn mond te nemen. 'Wie zegt dat?' Ik bracht, niet zonder moeite, mijn gewaarwoordingen van die middag onder woorden. 'Een panter is an...
You can’t tell half a tale, Poison. You can’t write half a book. Whatever you choose to do next will completely change the aspect of what has gone before. if you decided to suddenly kill your friends as they slept –“ Why would I do that?” P...
If this were a fairy tale, this would be the part where the fishboy appears and Diana shoots him through the heart. Because he is a tragic hero, he's our fucking Gatsby, and he lived for his fish and he has to die for his fish. He would never let my ...
It hadn't occurred to me that my mother would die. Until she was dying, the thought had never entered my mind. She was monolithic and insurmountable, the keeper of my life. She would grow old and still work in the garden. This image was fixed in my m...
She dared to cry? On this day of all days? I was the one who would be married at sunset, and I hadn't let myself cry in five years. There was ice in my lungs and in my heart. I was floating. I was swept away, and out of the cold I spoke to her in a v...
Dorian strokes my exposed back with the tips of his fingers, sending shockwaves up and down my spine. I gasp from the contact, resisting the urge to beg him for more. He brings his face down to my neck, letting his lips brush my earlobe. “Gabriella...
If You Knew What if you knew you'd be the last to touch someone? If you were taking tickets, for example, at the theater, tearing them, giving back the ragged stubs, you might take care to touch that palm brush your fingertips along the lifeline's cr...
If suddenly you do not exist, if suddenly you no longer live, I shall live on. I do not dare, I do not dare to write it, if you die. I shall live on. For where a man has no voice, there, my voice. Where blacks are beaten, I cannot be dead. When my br...
This is unbelievable,” James said. “I mean, you guys are out here planning to build an armored car out of my dad’s old, and I mean old, car. Mom is in the house making cookies like this is just an everyday occurrence. Once this starts, you guys...
Do not write. I am sad, and want my light put out. Summers in your absence are as dark as a room. I have closed my arms again. They must do without. To knock at my heart is like knocking at a tomb. Do not write! Do not write. Let us learn to die, as ...
[from the Extended and Deleted Scenes. The class is discussing "Watership Down"] Karen Pommeroy: When the other rabbits hear of Fiver's vision, do they believe him? Donnie: Why should we care? Karen Pommeroy: Because the rabbits are us, Donnie. Donni...
Michael: We gotta play with more bullets. Nick: What? Michael: More bullets... [gunshot] Michael: I gotta get more bullets in the gun. Nick: What? Michael: We gotta play with more bullets. Nick: More bullets in the gun? Michael: More bullets in the g...
Percy Wetmore: What's up his ass? Paul Edgecomb: You, always, you Percy. Percy Wetmore: What I got a hate in you boy, that the way it is around here? Paul Edgecomb: Why don't you just move on and take that job down in Briar Ridge? Oh yeah, I know all...
Ricky Roma: All train compartments smell vaguely of shit. It gets so you don't mind it. That's the worst thing that I can confess. You know how long it took me to get there? A long time. When you die you're going to regret the things you don't do. Yo...
Scar: Now you wait here. Your father has a *marvelous* surprise for you. Young Simba: Oooh. What is it? Scar: If I told you, it wouldn't *be* a surprise, now would it? Young Simba: If you tell me, I'll still *act* surprised. Scar: Ho ho ho. You are s...
Henry J. Waternoose: This has gone far enough, James. Sulley: She's home now. Just leave her alone! Henry J. Waternoose: I can't do that, James. She's seen too much. You both have. Sulley: It doesn't have to be this way. Henry J. Waternoose: I have n...
