Sporty Lewis: Is that a ghost I'm seeing? An apparition? Or is it James J. Braddock the Bulldog of Burgen? Jim Braddock: Sporty Lewis, how ya doing?
Ed Warren: We've been called ghost hunters. Paranormal researchers. Wackos. Lorraine Warren: But we prefer to be known simply as Ed and Lorraine Warren.
[last lines] Major Motoko Kusanagi, Puppet Master: And where does the newborn go from here? The net is vast and infinite.
Project 2501: As a sentient lifeform, I hereby demand political asylum. Section 9 Department Chief Aramaki: Is this a joke?
Sonny Valerio: Now is the time to tell us everything you know about this mysterious ghostlike untraceable fuckin' button man.
Enid: Sometimes I think I'm going crazy from sexual frustration. Rebecca: And you haven't heard of the miracle of masturbation?
Enid: [a busty young blonde woman is walking down the street in their direction] What about her? Are you into girls with big tits? Seymour: Jesus!
Rebecca: [about 'Weird' Al] I want to make love to him. Enid: I'm going to tell him you said that.
Rebecca: So, what do you do if you're a Satanist anyway? Enid: Sacrifice virgins and stuff. Rebecca: Well, that lets us off the hook. [they laugh]
[spying on Seymour from across the diner] Enid: Oh my God. He just ordered a giant glass of milk. Josh: That's a vanilla milkshake.
[When asked what kind of women he likes] Seymour: Well, as long as she's not a complete imbecile and she's even remotely attractive.
Red-Haired Girl - Blues Club: Oh, if you like authentic blues, you really gotta check out Blueshammer. They are so great.
Lady Asaji Washizu: Admirable, my Lord. You, who would soon rule the world, allow a ghost to frighten you.
The blessings of the priesthood are available to every righteous man and woman. We may all receive the Holy Ghost, obtain personal revelation, and be endowed in the temple, from which we emerge 'armed' with power.
One of the rules of Greek lament poetry is that it mustn't mention the dead by name in case of invoking a ghost. Maybe the 'Iliad,' crowded with names, is more than a poem. Maybe it's a dangerous piece of the brightness of both this world and the nex...
Very few men can fall as far as I have and come back. People see me and it's like they've seen a ghost, like I'm back from the dead.
Soon or late, every dog's master's memory becomes a graveyard; peopled by wistful little furry ghosts that creep back unbidden, at times, to a semblance of their olden lives.
The USPS is the only place in the world where you will find a black guy, a white guy, and a hispanic guy playing Filipino poker! And we love it that way!
One cannot judge in advance whether or not the idea of the story is worthwhile because until one has finished writing the story one does not know for sure what the idea is; and one cannot judge the style of a story on the basis of a first draft, beca...
Our Heavenly Father longs to bless his children in ways we can’t comprehend. Even when we can’t see through our circumstances, we can trust the Lord to meet our needs.
Why is being a servant such an important aspect of faith? It’s simple. If you cannot obey and serve someone you can see, will you really be able to obey and serve God whom you cannot?
