Dr. Stephen Maturin: Mr Blakeney, it would appear that you have the makings of a naturalist. Blakeney: Well, sir, perhaps I could combine them to be a sort of... fighting naturalist, like you, sir. Dr. Stephen Maturin: They don't combine too well, I ...
Capt. Jack Aubrey: [describing his first encounter with Lord Horatio Nelson to his officers] The first time that he spoke to me... I shall never forget his words. I remember it like it was yesterday. He leaned across the table, he looked me straight ...
The Salesman: The wind rises, electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume is a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be all right. That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take he...
[first title card] Title Card/Crawl: A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away... Title Card/Crawl: War. The Republic is crumbling under attacks by the ruthless Sith Lord, Count Dooku. There are heroes on both sides. Evil is everywhere. In a stunning...
Maj. General Roy Urqhart: When you first named me to this command, I told you I had never jumped before, but I felt I should at least give it a go. You told me, 'Roy, you're much too old and far too large for that sort of thing.' Well, I didn't tell ...
Our culture values independence and isolation far too much, it seems to me--we have a hard time making ourselves part of things, of making ourselves responsible to others, and trusting others to be there for us. Sure, there's pain involved if we get ...
Death was not the scariest thing out there; no, the denial of it could be far worse.
A figure stood at the far end, cloaked in black and beckoning him.
It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality.
We must endure the present circumstances for a far greater future.
I can remember back as far as age 8, performing with the Boston Folk Song Society. It was a Woody Guthrie song.
Because the stuff that they feed kids now, they'll have a bunch of idiots in the next millennium as far as art and culture is concerned.
Contrary to general belief, an artist is never ahead of his time but most people are far behind theirs.
Art school had taught me it was far better to be a flamboyant failure than any kind of benign success.
The artist's world is limitless. It can be found anywhere, far from where he lives or a few feet away. It is always on his doorstep.
No surprise here: Pop music is by far the most conservative art form there is.
Art is not in some far-off place. A work of art is the expression of a man's whole personality, sensibility and ability.
If someone said 'diametrically,' could 'opposed' be far behind?
If you feel far from God, guess who moved?
I'm not courting death; I've far too many books left to read.
...It is far more sinful to pray irregularly than not to pray at all.
