I want to yell so loud that Baby Girl can hear me that dirty ain't a color, disease ain't the Negro side a town. I want to stop that moment from coming - and it come in ever white child's life - when they start to think that colored folks ain't as go...
I love The way you are I love Your heavenly smile I don’t know What to miss When you’re around ……………. You’ve been chosen To be the best In your eyes I see the rest Of the stars Shining bright Tonight ………………….. Holidays L...
Myths tend to spiral out of control. Do you howl at the full moon and steal maidens to devour?" "Depends on the maiden," he said. Was he flirting with me? Devouring didn't really go with flirting, but his tone of voice did. Was this how werewolves fl...
Tell me what you’re looking for and i will become that for you. I can sacrifice my inner freedoms for you without looking twice at my old journals and solid promises I made to myself about such things. But you must be prepared to kill me when the s...
Books aren’t made in the way that babies are: they are made like pyramids, There’s some long-pondered plan, and then great blocks of stone are placed one on top of the other, and it’s back-breaking, sweaty, time consuming work. And all to no pu...
Otto: You know your problem? You don't like winners. Archie: Winners? Otto: Yeah. Winners. Archie: Winners, like North Vietnam? Otto: Shut up. We didn't lose Vietnam. It was a tie! Archie: [going into a cowboy-like drawl] I'm tellin' ya baby, they ki...
Amy Dunne: [in her diary] I will practice believing my husband loves me, and will love this baby. That this child might really save our marriage. But I could be wrong. Because sometimes, the way he looks at me, I think, man of my dreams, father of my...
Sam: This is Tickle. Andrew Largeman: What is Tickle? Sam: Tickle's my favorite thing in the whole world. It's all that's left of Nanny, my blanket. Andrew Largeman: Tickle is all that remains. Was there a hurricane or something? Sam: Shut up! No, I ...
Ma Joad: Well, Pa, a woman can change better'n a man. A man lives sorta - well, in jerks. Baby's born or somebody dies, and that's a jerk. He gets a farm or loses it, and that's a jerk. With a woman, it's all in one flow, like a stream - little eddie...
Hooker: Hey baby, time to go. Waingro: Showed you a good time, didn't I? Hooker: Oh yeah. You fly. You cool. Waingro: You're lying to me. I can always tell when people lie to me. Hooker: I ain't lying. You're a hot dog. A regular rodeo rider. And thi...
Ronnie - 11 years: I never met my grandfather, he died when I was just a little baby. But when I hear about him and Hachi, I feel like I know him. They taught me the meaning of loyalty. That you should never forget anyone that you loved. And that's w...
[shortly after Mr. Frying Pan makes an obscure "Ike, Mike, and Mustard" reference] Mr. Frying Pan: You wanna know who we are? I'm the frying pan, see? And my boy over here, he's... Mr. Fire: Mustard. I'm Mustard, baby. Mr. Frying Pan: He's the fire. ...
Guard: Your Highness! Your Highness! Your Highness, the girl! The girl who ate the peach and forgot everything! Jareth: What of her? Guard: She, the monster, Sir Didymus, and the dwarf, they made it through the gate and they're on their way to the ca...
British referee: Ten minutes, luv. Maggie Fitzgerald: Man says he loves me. Frankie Dunn: Well, he's probably not the first one to say that. Maggie Fitzgerald: First since my daddy. Frankie Dunn: Hm. Maggie Fitzgerald: I win, you think he'll propose?...
Frankie Dunn: You wouldn't start training to be a ballerina at 31 now, would you? Maggie Fitzgerald: Already been workin' it for three years. Frankie Dunn: And you can't hit a speed bag? What kind of training is that? Maggie Fitzgerald: I never had a...
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: All fighters are pig-headed some way or another: some part of them always thinks they know better than you about something. Truth is: even if they're wrong, even if that one thing is going to be the ruin of them, if you can b...
Frankie Dunn: What's she sayin'? Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Wants to know what you're readin'. Frankie Dunn: It's Yeats. [turns to Maggie] Frankie Dunn: Keep your head back. Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Why don't you talk a little Yeats to her? Show her wh...
Nemo age 5: Everything we see exists, we can see it. I can see mommy's eyes, but I can't see my eyes. The little baby can see his hands, but he cannot see himself. So, does he really exist? Do I really exist? Nemo's Mother: [appears from behind a she...
Tangina: You can't choose between life and death when we're dealing with what is in between. Now tell her before it's too late. Diane: Run to the light, baby. Mommy is in the light. Tangina: Tell her you're waiting for her. Diane: Mommy's waiting for...
Dave: Sure throwing him in is the best way to get him to learn how to swim? The Count: Absolutely. Dave: Ok. The Count: On second thought, it might just be for kids. Angus: I can't touch the bottom! The Count: Yeah, that's right. Throw a baby in, it ...
Dot: Where's that baby? Where's he at? Glen: [Glen smacks Dot on the butt] Go find him, honey! Dot: [Dot smacks Glen with her purse] Cut it out, Glen! H.I.: [quietly] He's asleep right now. Glen: [rubbing his jaw] Shit! I hope we didn't wake it! Dot:...
