Johnny Caspar: When you're right you're right, but you never say 'I told you so'. Tom Reagan: So what am I right about? Johnny Caspar: Well, I'll tell ya, but first you gotta promise not to say 'I told you so'. Tom Reagan: I don't say that and I don'...
Mama Montana: Son? I wish I had one! He's a bum! He was a bum then and he's a bum now! Who do you think you are, hm? We haven't heard a word from you in five years. Cinco anos. You suddenly show up here and you throw money at us? You think you can *b...
I was not a Mouseketeer, but a lot of people think I was.
I know a lot of people think I'm dumb. Well, at least I ain't no educated fool.
I don't think I was a good comedian.
Half the time I don't even think about it, I just throw something on because I'm so late or so busy.
She shook off his grip. "I am what I am, and I don't particularly care what you think of me.” "Well, I care what you think of me. I care enough that I stayed at this disgusting party for you. And I care enough that I'd attend a thousand more like i...
I love the rush of being creative. I really think I live for it.
Hey Mason, wipe the drool off your face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time." [...] "This is my time, Hathaway. I'm leading today's session." "Oh yeah?" I retorted. "Huh. Well, I guess this is a good time to think about m...
Mowgli: Oh, Baloo, I wanna stay with you. Baloo: Certainly, you do. Bagheera: Oh? And just how do you think he will survive? Baloo: "How do you think he will... " What do you mean how do you think he... He's with me, ain't he? And I'll learn him all ...
Arthur: What? August Rush: I don't have a place to stay Arthur: Do I look like a real estate tycoon to you? [August shrugs] Arthur: How many dead presidents you got? [August looks at him blankly] Arthur: Nuggets? Shorts? Show me the money! [August ta...
Sorry, that's unfair. Let me warn you. I want you to follow, because no matter what you think you might know, we will always be one step, three steps- seven steps ahead of you, and just when you think you're catching up, that's when we'll be right be...
I'm supposed to be a christian, but most days I don't feel like I can even presume to say that about myself any longer. I have a lot of mad left over. When I can't sleep, I think about the other people who didn't care how much pain and trouble they c...
I loved your eyes first,” I told him , repeating his words from a few weeks ago back to him, because it was true, and because we were two halves of a whole—we had been all along, and he’d been so clever to know it right away. I used to think it...
My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.' Dante was trying to explain faith, I think, as an overpowering love, and maybe it's blasphemous, but that's how I think of the way that I love you. You came ...
Do you think that I am a machine? That I can bear it? Do you think because I'm poor, plain, obsure, and little that I have no heart? That I'm without soul? I have as much heart as you and as much soul. And if God had given me as much beauty and wealt...
Ridcully sighed. 'All right, you fellows,' he said. 'No magic at Table, you know the rules. Who's playing silly buggers?' The other senior wizards stared at him. 'I, I, I don't think we can play it any more,' said the Bursar, who at the moment was on...
I think that love is stronger than habits or circumstances. I think it is possible to keep yourself for someone for a long time, and still remember why you were waiting when she comes at last.... I would enter your sleep if I could, and guard you the...
I may be permitted, like the doctors, to cure a greater evil by a less, for I shall not fall seriously in love with the young widow, I think, nor she with me - that's certain - but if I find a little pleasure in her society I may surely be allowed to...
I never thought of it like that. I always thought of you as a part of me, like my own eyes or my own hands. You don't go around thinking 'I love my eyes, I love my hands', do you? But think what it would be like to live without your eyes or your hand...
I never think of stories as made things; I think of them as found things. As if you pull them out of the ground, and you just pick them up. Someone once told me that that was me low-balling my own creativity. That might or might not be the case. But ...
