Commissioner Gillian B. Loeb: How'd they get my DNA? Lt. James Gordon: Someone with access to your house or office must have lifted a tissue or a... glass. [realizing as Loeb takes a sip of whiskey] Lt. James Gordon: Wait, WAIT! [Loeb chokes]
Admiral James Greer: [after the meeting where Jack Ryan has just explained - quite boldly - his theory that Capt. Raimus is defecting] I told you to speak your mind Jack, but Jesus [laughing a little] Admiral James Greer: ...!
Gaila: Jim, I think I love you. James T. Kirk: That is so weird. Gaila: Lights. Computer: Lights on. Gaila: Did you just say, "That is so weird"? James T. Kirk: Yeah, I did, but...
Dr. Kathryn Railly: What is the matter with your leg? James Cole: Got shot. Dr. Kathryn Railly: Shot! Who shot you? James Cole: I don't know. It was some kind of war. Never mind. You wouldn't believe me anyway.
My name is James Edward Franco. Ted is a nickname for Edward. That's what my parents called me. I also got 'Teddy Ruxpin' a lot. It just got to a point where I got sick of it, so when a teacher called out 'James Franco' my junior year of high school,...
Charley Ford: You think it's all made up don't ya? You think it's all yarns and newspaper stories. Robert Ford: He's just a human being.
However, James and Aamir did not discuss their astounding box office grosses or formulas for success.Instead, they exchanged notes on the process of film-making; how ideas, even seemingly crazy ones that require developing a unique camera, as James d...
Many years ago it was taught that plants and animals were composed of different materials: plants, of a chemical substance of three elements,- carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen; animals of one of four elements, nitrogen being added to the other three.
There are many, many nouns for the act of looking - a glance, a glimpse, a peep - but there's no noun for the act of listening. In general, we don't think primarily about sound. So I have a different perspective on the world; I can construct soundsca...
Take any writer you want in the 19th century: they wrote with quill pens, dipping a piece of goose feather in ink and writing. And yet we read those novels today, and if we're sensitive to them, we respond to them with an immediacy that is stronger t...
Talk radio around Boston is brutal, and I think that's part of what goes on is that people as they're driving to and from work start listening to these jerks, and I say jerks, because I don't think they know what they're talking about and they're jus...
How blest am I in this discovering thee! To enter in these bonds is to be free; Then where my hand is set, my seal shall be. Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee, As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be
Bond sat for a moment frozen to his chair. Suddenly, there flashed unwanted into his mind that most sinister line in poetry: 'They reckon ill who leave me out. When me they fly, I am the wings.
I wanted to find my voice, so I sat in silence. I wanted joy, so I cried my heart open. I wanted wisdom, so I capered in bodacious foolishness. I wanted freedom, so I felt my bonds.
Taking a sip of the hot chocolate he'd made her, she met his gaze, those eerie eyes of endless black impenetrable, unreadable. "Max?" "Yes?" "Will you remember me?" His heart broke into a thousand pieces. "Always.
The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life. Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.
The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life. Rarely do members of one famiy grow up under the same roof
I feel claimed and bonded to him like animals do. I feel like I've already been caught and trapped and he's merely priming me, leaving me to simmer in my juices, anxiously waiting for the moment when he takes his first bite of me.
Justice is not Healing. Healing cometh only by suffering and patience, and maketh no demand, not even for Justice. Justice worketh only within the bonds of things as they are... and therefore though Justice is itself good and desireth no further evil...
And, corny as it may sound, I do cherish the bond between me and the audience, the minority that follows my stuff and always makes me glad it's us against the world.
You would have made a fine warrior, you know that?" I am one. Death is my enemy." Yeah, it is, isn't it." God, it made such sense that he'd bonded with her. She was a fighter… like him. "Your scalpel's your dagger." Yup.
