After about five hours of pushing, my midwife and my birthing assistant said, 'You know, we have a few suggestions.' And I was like, 'Really? After five hours of pushing you have a few suggestions? You couldn't have told me five minutes in?'
My teeth have never been touched. Why did I tell you that? Knock on wood. I've got a few scars over the eyes, a couple on the chin, a few on the beak and one across the cheek. But my luck is running out.
In a shooting day in the U.K., every few hours, everyone takes a bit of a tea break - not coffee, but a tea break. They bring out these little finger sandwiches with the crust cut off. Everyone sits around for a few minutes, with their pinkies in the...
I was so beautiful when I was young. And I took so few photos because I felt so skinny and ugly. I wish I'd just taken a few more shots.
Just a few questions for you, Mr. Dunne. Or Kenny. Can I call you Kenny? I feel we've become friends in these past few seconds. Can I call you Kenny?
I didn't make a 147 until few years ago - I just wasn't the sort of player who went for them. But it's like buses I suppose, one comes along and then a few more follow.
Groggy: Indio calls and Groggy comes running. El Indio: And Sancho? Groggy: If you're waiting for Sancho I'll come back in another four years. He's in prison. No amore, no dinero, no sun.
Monco: [Examining Mortimer's gun] How can somebody in my business go around with a contraption like this? Col. Douglas Mortimer: That contraption almost sent you to your grave.
Santa Cruz telegraphist: Mister I didn't hear any shots at the bank.I sure would have. Monco: [points gun at him] You might hear one.The alarm.
El Paso Bank Manager: To try robbing us would be so futile that only a complete fool would attempt it. Col. Douglas Mortimer: Yeah.Or a complete madman.
Lt. Weinberg: Why do you like them so much? Galloway: Because they stand on a wall and say, "Nothing's going to hurt you tonight, not on my watch."
Kaffee: Why does a Lieutenant Junior Grade with nine months' experience and a track record for plea bargaining get assigned to a murder case? Would it be so it never sees the inside of a courtroom?
Galloway: I don't think you're fit to handle the defense. Kaffee: You don't even *know* me. Ordinarily it takes someone *hours* to discover I'm not fit to handle a defense.
[last lines] Capt. Ross: I'll see you around campus. I gotta go arrest Kendrick. Kaffee: Tell him I say hi. Capt. Ross: Will do.
Galloway: Lieutenant, this letter makes it look like your client had a motive to kill Santiago. Kaffee: Gotcha, and Santiago is, who? Galloway: The victim. Kaffee: Write that down.
Our society expects that everyone should learn to write, even though very few become professional writers. Similarly, I think that everyone should learn how to program, even though very few will become professional programmers.
The myth that if you don't start early, you might as well not start, tends to be a self-fulfilling prophecy. The music-making world that young people confront reminds me a lot of the world of school sports. After a lot of weeding out, in the end you'...
Few people can present a completely secular argument detailing why abusing toddlers is objectively wrong. But that hardly stops them from recognizing this moral truth even if they can't articulate their reasons in strictly secular terms.
Since few people arrive at retirement with an understanding that this transition will involve a rethinking of who they are, an interim pattern has emerged, in which travel offers a way of fulfilling deferred daydreams of adventure while the next stag...
Just this once, in the very heart of the busiest of cities, everyone was perfectly content not to move and hardly to breathe. And for those few minutes, while the song lasted, Times Square was still as a meadow at evening, with the sun streaming in o...
We’re not a people worth saving, plain and simple. We’re completely beyond that—both the undead and the few still living. Yeah, 'living.' Some life, huh? But it’s the only life we could ever possibly live if we want to stay alive another day....