Rock n' roll is our religion, and we will continue to lose disciples as we go, but we pick up the fallen flag and keep moving forward, bringing forth the good news that our heroes have helped create, their bodies lost, but their spirits and their goo...
The basis on which good repute in any highly organized industrial community ultimately rests is pecuniary strength; and the means of showing pecuniary strength, and so of gaining or retaining a good name, are leisure and a conspicuous consumption of ...
In a society where dirt sells, for every good story told as it is, you will hear the whole of that day's 10 bad stories sensationalized; although in reality, it could be that 100 good deeds happened that day which went unsung.
A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape of the universe, helps to extend everyone's knowledge of himself and the world around him.
There's the good girl leading a charmed life who secretly covets to be the rare and elusive femme fatale and the femme fatale who yearns to be good and then there is their nemesis - men who dream and desire both.
Cindy: [laughing] Good luck. I'd like to see you think about what you say instead of saying what you think all the time. Good luck.
Fred Friendly: There's no news, boys, so go out there and make some news. Rob a bank, mug an old lady, whatever - just do something.
Edward R. Murrow: Did you know the most trusted man in America is Milton Berle? Fred Friendly: See? You should have worn a dress.
Edward R. Murrow: He's gonna hope a senator trumps a newsman. Fred Friendly: He'll lose. Edward R. Murrow: Not if we're playing bridge.
Fred Friendly: Did you write your closing piece? Edward R. Murrow: It's Shakespeare. Fred Friendly: Uh-huh. Write your closing piece.
Fred Friendly: Shirley, honey, would you go across the street and get the early editions? Shirley Wershba: All of them? Edward R. Murrow: Just get O'Brian.
Shirley Wershba: Name me another wife who reminds her husband to take off his wedding band *before* he goes to the office.
Edward R. Murrow: He was one of those civilized individuals who did not insist upon agreement with his political principals as a precondition for conversation or friendship.
Doc Barlow: I'd say 'to good health,' gentlemen, but then I'd probably be out of business, wouldn't I? Boss Spearman: We'll drink to good health for them that have it coming.
Commoner: But is there anyone who's really good? Maybe goodness is just make-believe. Priest: What a frightening... Commoner: Man just wants to forget the bad stuff, and believe in the made-up good stuff. It's easier that way.
Dewart: You've got a good life, Curtis. I think that's the best compliment you can give a man; take a look at his life and say, 'That's good'.
Batty: Not very sporting to fire on an unarmed opponent. I thought you were supposed to be good. Aren't you the "good" man? C'mon, Deckard. Show me what you're made of.
Any writer of horror needs to at least have a good, solid love of the genre. Also, good horror writers need to have a slightly twisted sense of humor. Without humor, horror just isn’t as good.
NGOs have a complicated space in neoliberal politics. They are supposed to mop up the anger. Even when they are doing good work, they are supposed to maintain the status quo. They are the missionaries of the corporate world.
Writers, when they’re good, open windows to worlds held precious and priceless by the soul. It is a sad day when they leave the earth, like having the windows shut for good. Where will the world be without good writers?
It is the simple things that are in the ocean. People think that simple things are on the seashore, like seashells. But seashells are just illusions of the things that once used to live inside of them, that are back in the sea! They are dead things, ...
