Steve Rogers: We can still find a better way to achieve peace? Ultron: I can't actually throw up in my mouth, but if I could I would do it!
[Fury hands Natasha an image of the Quinjet in the Pacific] Nick Fury: He probably made it out and swam to Fiji, he'll send a postcard. Natasha Romanoff: [sadly] Wish you were here.
Bruce Banner: You want me to take the scepter behind everyone's back and use it to bring Ultron to life? Tony Stark: Yeah, we don't have time for a city hall debate.
[Tony Stark has a vision where he sees all his friends fall in an alien invasion] Steve Rogers: [last words] You could have saved us...
Ultron: I was meant to be new. I was meant to beautiful. The world would've looked to the sky and seen hope, seen mercy. Instead, they'll look up in horror.
Ultron: If you stay here, you'll die. Wanda Maximoff: I just did. Do you know how it felt? [Wanda tears out Ultron's metal heart] Wanda Maximoff: It felt like that.
Tony Stark: I tried to create a suit of armor around the world... but I created something terrible. Bruce Banner: Artificial intelligence...
People don't love each other at our age —they please each other, that's all. Later on when you're old and impotent, you can love somebody. At our age, you just think you do. That's all it is.
There's no such thing as ageing gracefully. I don't meet people who want to get Alzheimer's disease, or who want to get cancer or arthritis or any of the other things that afflict the elderly. Ageing is bad for you, and we better just actually accept...
Ages when custom is unsettled are necessarily ages of prophecy. The moralist cannot teach what is revealed; he must reveal what can be taught. He has to seek insight rather than to preach.
I assumed he knew that your coach was abusing you. I realized in the limo that he didn't." For a moment, there is only silence. When Damien speaks, his words are ice cold. "He knew.
Oh ... My twitchy witchy girl I think you are so nice, I give you bowls of porridge And I give you bowls of ice-cream.
You can't discuss the ocean with a well frog - he's limited by the space he lives in. You can't discuss ice with a summer insect - he's bound to a single season.
He was home, but he wasn't. He had gotten where he had to go, but he hadn't. He had found out who he was, but he didn't know why it had failed to satify his questions.
All his life Bosch had lived and worked in society’s institutions. But he hope he had escaped institutional thinking, that he made his own decisions.
Such is life, imaginary or otherwise: a continuous parting of ways, a constant flux of approximation and distanciation, lines of fate intersecting at a point which is no-time, a theoretical crossroads fictitiously 'present,' an unstable ice floe fore...
I allowed myself a microscopic view into his ice-colored eyes. It was like viewing one of those photographs of the Arctic region – very foreign, exotic, clearly a place you’ve never dreamed of going.
When I picked him up originally, the boy's spirit was soft and cold, like ice-cream. He started melting in my arms. Then warming up completely. Healing.
Ice shows give us the opportunity to forget ourselves and just perform. They are amazing opportunities to be in front of audience to try out new material, to show new costuming. It's an incredible opportunity to do what we do without the stress of wo...
She had never known that ice could take on so many shades of blue: sharp lines of indigo like the deepest sea, aquamarine shadows, even the glint of blue-green where the sun struck just so.
The air in the room was so cold, the exposed flesh of his face felt like ice. "I'll be the first person to get frostbite in a house sleeping several feet from a roaring fire.
