There's a thing that happens in Hollywood, when you hand in a script with magic in it, and the people at the studio who read it say "We don't quite understand... can you explain the rules? What are the rules here? The magic must have rules" and somet...
It seems to me that if you place music (and books, probably, and films, and plays, and anything that makes you feel) at the center of your being, then you can’t afford to sort out your love life, start to think of it as the finished product. You’...
One of the most curious aspects of human psychology is an omnipresent and persistent habit to seek information from the worst possible sources. When seeking relationship advice, humans speak to their single friends instead of happy couples who have b...
Certainly, Gentlemen, it ought to be the happiness and glory of a representative to live in the strictest union, the closest correspondence, and the most unreserved communication with his constituents. Their wishes ought to have great weight with him...
For those who seem to have difficulty moving forward: "Sometimes Destiny is calling but you refuse to give in to the signs because of past hurts and baggages. Sometimes the love you are searching for all this time is just right in front of you but yo...
You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect—you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, ...
Clark: Hey! If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I'd like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people a...
Alfred: [to Bruce] Remember when you left Gotham? Before all this, before Batman? You were gone seven years. Seven years I waited, hoping that you wouldn't come back. Every year, I took a holiday. I went to Florence, there's this cafe, on the banks o...
Anjali Khanna: Dear God, how are you? Please keep Papa happy, and see that he doesn't miss me too much. You know he can't do anything without me. Please, huh? Okay. Anjali Sharma: Caught you. Anjali Khanna: Oh, Ms. Anjali. Hi. Anjali Sharma: Hmm. All...
Karen: Tell me, if you were in my position, what would you do? Harry: What position is that? Karen: Imagine your husband bought a gold necklace, and come Christmas gave it to somebody else... Harry: Oh, Karen... Karen: Would you wait around to find o...
Alfred: Susannah, you know how much I loved Samuel. And I think you know. Out of respect for him I wanted to say it in this place. I think you know that I'm in love with you. From the first moment I saw you. Like in a novel. That's my mother's romant...
Emmet: I'm just gonna come right out, I have no idea what's going on or what this place is at all. Unikitty: Hi! I am Princess Unikitty, and I welcome you all to Cloud Cuckoo Land! Emmet: So there are no signs on anything. How does anyone know what n...
Freddy Eynsford-Hill: Darling! Eliza Doolittle: Freddy, what ever are you doing here? Freddy Eynsford-Hill: Nothing. I spend most of my nights here. It's the only place where I'm happy. [Freddy steps forward] Freddy Eynsford-Hill: Don't laugh at me, ...
Foulfellow: [he and Gideon have "diagnosed" Pinocchio's "condition"] My boy, you are *allergic.* Pinocchio: Allergic? Foulfellow: Yes, and there is only one cure: a vacation on Pleasure Island! Pinocchio: Pleasure Island? Foulfellow: Yes! [ge and Gid...
Mr. Darcy: How are you this evening, my dear? Elizabeth Bennet: Very well. Only, I wish you would not call me "my dear." Mr. Darcy: Why? Elizabeth Bennet: Because it's what my father calls my mother whenever he's cross about something. Mr. Darcy: Wel...
Elizabeth Bennet: Charlotte! Charlotte Lucas: My dear Lizzy. I've come to tell you the news. Mr. Collins and I are... engaged. Elizabeth Bennet: To be married? Charlotte Lucas: Yes of course. What other kind of engaged is there? [Lizzy looks shocked]...
In older myths, the dark road leads downward into the Underworld, where Persephone is carried off by Hades, much against her will, while Ishtar descends of her own accord to beat at the gates of Hell. This road of darkness lies to the West, according...
Aegean Islands 1940-41 Where white stares, smokes or breaks, Thread white, white of plaster and of foam, Where sea like a wall falls; Ribbed, lionish coast, The stony islands which blow into my mind More often than I imagine my grassy home; To sun on...
By the Hospital Lane goes the 'Faeries Path.' Every evening they travel from the hill to the sea, from the sea to the hill. At the sea end of their path stands a cottage. One night Mrs. Arbunathy, who lived there, left her door open, as she was expec...
O night, O sweetest time, though black of hue, with peace you force all the restless work to end; those who exalt you see and understand, and he is sound of mind who honours you. You cut the thread of tired thoughts, for so you offer calm in your moi...
This was not the perfect work that had existed in her mind. It was only the imperfect rendering that was the best her skill could manage. Yet Giulia was not dismayed. For she knew that she would try again – and again, and again, for as long as it t...
