Lando: What are you doing here? Han Solo: Ah, repairs. I was hoping you could help me out. Lando: What have you done to my ship? Han Solo: YOUR ship? Hey, remember you lost her to me, fair and square.
Major T. J. "King" Kong: Well, I've been to one world fair, a picnic, and a rodeo, and that's the stupidest thing I ever heard come over a set of earphones. You sure you got today's codes?
Obi-Wan: Anakin, let's be fair. Today you were the hero and you deserve your glorious day with the politicians. Anakin Skywalker: All right. But you owe me one, and for not saving your skin for the tenth time. Obi-Wan: *Ninth* time. That business on ...
V: More than 400 years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you've seen nothing, if the...
Ken: What the fuck are you doing, Ray? Ray: What the fuck are 'you' doing? [Ken sticks pistol behind his back] Ken: Nothing. Ray: Oh, my God... you were gonna kill me. Ken: No, I wa - You were gonna kill yourself! Ray: Well... I'm allowed. Ken: No, y...
Assistant VP Gary Trueman: You've helped this office out before. Brendan Frye: No, I gave you Jerr to see him eaten, not to see you fed. Assistant VP Gary Trueman: Fine. And very well put. Brendan Frye: Accelerated English, Mrs. Kasprzyk. Assistant V...
No one starts a war warning that those involved will lose their innocence - that children will definitely die and be forever lost as a result of the conflict; that the war will not end for generations and generations, even after cease-fires have been...
Let Sporus tremble — "What? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk? Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel? Who breaks a Butterfly upon a Wheel?" Yet let me flap this Bug with gilded wings, This painted Child of Dirt that st...
When it came to love you had to know when to fight, and you had to know when to let go. I was letting go. I never wanted to look at him and hate him; but if I kept myself in this situation I would. I would hate him for never giving me what I wanted. ...
She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament: Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and th...
Cause nobody's the slightest idea who we are, or who we were, not even we ourselves - except, that is, in the glimmer of a moment of fair business between strangers, or the nod of knowing and agreement between friends. Other than these, we go out ano...
It was only vanity and discouragement that sometimes made me feel alone with my endless love, but now that I was taking one of the risks my heart had urged upon me I could also feel I was not alone. If endless love was a dream, then it was a dream we...
It’s all about our egos. She felt she was on the edge of understanding something important. They could fall in love with fresh, new people, or they could have the courage and humility to tear off some essential layer of themselves and reveal to eac...
The Zionists accepted the partition plan. The AHC and the Arab states rejected any proposal to share the land and vowed to drown the fledging Jewish state in rivers of blood.
In the beginning - not now, thank God - Patty was always sharing the important books of her life with him, like Black Elk Speaks, The Golden Bough, and Hero with a Thousand Faces.
He was mocking me. I could see his mouth beginning to lift in a maddening smirk, a smile that was half sardonic and half secretive, as if the fate of the world depended on the answer to a riddle only he knew and would never share.
A man cannot conceal joy," I said, though I wasn't sure where it was coming from, "because joy undoes deceit. What I have, I will share, because I must. There is no other choice.
You don't need to chase wealth, just become a real entrepreneur and the world is your oyster.
Someone needs your actions to inspire his actions. Never forget, your little broken cake is someone’s daily meal! Care to share you little cake!
Artists can have greater access to reality; they can see patterns and details and connections that other people, distracted by the blur of life, might miss. Just sharing that truth can be a very powerful thing.
Happiness is hanging with friends who know you way more than you'd care to share.
