I once said hello to a pack of goodbyes, but they were asleep to my coffee offering. They were running towards love, which is always running away from me.
But naturally Jackson's giving Danny the play-by-play because, hello, if you were Jackson and Gloria liked you, wouldn't you be renting a billboard about it?
Wenn man mit dem falschen Menschen zusammen ist, ist man einsamer, als wenn man allein ist. Oder genauso einsam, nur auf eine andere Art und Weise.
His sadness was almost palpable, like moisture in the air before it rains. Although this was Manchester, it was probably about to rain anyway.
When the Hollywood thing happened, I thought at some point I'd get to the front of the queue: 'Yes, hello, I'd like to play that role.' But you don't. You just join a different queue.
Whatever you may be missing right now - a person, a place, a feeling, maybe you are injured and missing running - whatever it is, have peace and take heart - remember that any goodbye makes room for a hello.
Harrison Ford comes on set, and he's very polite and says, 'Hello' to everyone. He cares about everything that's going on, on set. He cares about what's going on with your character and what's in the scene and what's on the desk.
I'm a responsible soul. But anyone who has the chance to spend time with me can see I'm still 22 years old. I love talking about clothes and guys and shoes and makeup. Plus, I'm obsessed with anything Hello Kitty!
The good thing about my part in 'Harry Potter' was that I was pretty well disguised. When I was walking down the street, there was no real recognition factor. Parents would sometimes call their children to come say hello to Mad-Eye, and the kids woul...
I think I should get a bigger between-the-song persona, so then I'm not wandering around the stage like some mad old auntie that's saying hello to people and falling over.
Still, it’s almost too natural to rekindle Jongin’s smile with a tiny “Hello,” and somehow the syllables are perfect on his tongue, perhaps because he’s said it a thousand times already. Perhaps because they’re meant to be.
I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.
When I edit, I'm not from the school of Hello, I'm a genius, so everybody shut up. I'm from the school of Let's play it once in front of an audience, and then I'll tell you where it is going.
Dorothy Vallens: Hello, baby. Frank Booth: Shut up! It's Daddy, you shithead! Where's my bourbon? Can't you fucking remember anything?
Frank Abagnale, Jr.: [donning a James Bond style suit and mimicking Sean Connery in the mirror] Hello, Pussy.
[last lines] Coraline Jones: Welcome, Miss Lovat! Wybie's Grandmother: Oh, hello. Coraline Jones: I'm Coraline Jones. I've got so much to tell you.
[Billy's record makes #1 at Christmas; he gets a phone call] Billy Mack: Hello? Elton! Of course. Of, of course! Send an embarrassingly big car and I'll be there!
Gonzo: Hello! Welcome to the Muppet Christmas Carol! I am here to tell the story. Rizzo the Rat: And I am here for the food.
[after having his eyes replaced to fool retinal scanners] GAP Sign: Hello Mr. Yakamoto and welcome back to the GAP! John Anderton: *Mr. Yakamoto?*
Rachel Cooper: John - ain't you going to say hello to your pa? John Harper: He's not my pa! Rachel Cooper: No, and he ain't no preacher neither!
Inigo Montoya: I am waiting for Vizzini. Fezzik: You surely are a meanie. Fezzik: [Inigo looks at him] Hello. Inigo Montoya: It's you. Fezzik: True!
