Hogarth Hughes: Well, goodbye. [Hogarth starts walking away, the Giant follows him] Hogarth Hughes: No, no. Me go, you stay. No following. Good. [Hogarth walks, the Giant still follows him] Hogarth Hughes: I told you! I'll come back tomorrow! Now, st...
Kent Mansley: Hey, where you going? Where you going, champ, chief, slugger? Where you going? Where you going? Hogarth Hughes: I'm going out! Annie Hughes: Well, why don't you take Mr. Mansley with you? You can show him the sights. Hogarth Hughes: Aww...
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...
I'm eighteen years behind in my ironing.
I have kind of an iron stomach.
I really try, at least consciously, not to be cynical or ironic.
My name is Ferrum. I was the first, born of the forges, when mankind first began to experiment with iron. I rose from their imagination, from their ambition to conquer the world with a metal that could slice through bronze like paper. I was there whe...
Ironically, I don't like having cameras in my face.
Let tyrants shake their iron rod.
I buried a lot of my ironing in the back yard.
Beat the iron while it's hot
Iron hand in a velvet glove.
There's nothing more ironic or contradictory than life itself.
The sword - the first, for a time the only force: the force of iron.
I am drawn to humorous art that is ironic.
What Britain needs is an iron lady.
As iron is eaten away by rust, so the envious are consumed by their own passion.
Hanged" I hung myself today. Hanged? Whatever, the point is I hanged myself today and I’m still hanging. I feel fine. Just bored. I keep hoping that someone will come home and cut me down but then I keep remembering that if I knew someone like that...
Beautiful day out there,” I said, perching on the stool and crossing my legs. “It’s autumn, Sunday, great weather, and crowded everywhere you go. Relaxing indoors like this is the best thing you can do on such a nice day. It’s exhausting to g...
I have a date,' he explained. 'This is an emergency.' He paused to catch his breath. 'Do you know' - breath - 'how to iron?' I walked over to the pink shirt. It was wrinkled like an old woman who'd spent her youth sunbathing. If only the Colonel didn...
The term - 'Fairy-Tales' is so ironical in itself, when I sometimes sit to write love stories with a happy ending, it usually drags me into a dilemma whether, I should even begin with a love story at first place or not? Because honestly, I haven't se...
