Juno MacGuff: He said her house smells like soup. Leah: Oh my god it does! I was there like four years ago for her birthday party. It's like Lipton landing!
When resources are degraded, we start competing for them, whether it is at the local level in Kenya, where we had tribal clashes over land and water, or at the global level, where we are fighting over water, oil, and minerals. So one way to promote p...
I grew up in central Florida in the nineteen-sixties, barefoot half the time and running around the orange groves where my father worked. I remember flocks of white birds that would lift from the backs of cattle, disturbed by the jackhammers and bull...
We must find new lands from which we can easily obtain raw materials and at the same time exploit the cheap slave labor that is available from the natives of the colonies. The colonies would also provide a dumping ground for the surplus goods produce...
In the modern era, Jewish sovereignty over the land of our ancestors is a relatively short phenomenon. From the time of the successful Maccabean revolt to the Roman annexation in 63 BC constitutes about 100 years of Jewish rule. Combined with Israel'...
Though I don't have any serious argument with Neil Gaiman's 'American Gods', I believe that Americans cease to be Europeans - the land makes them become Americans. You see it happening all the time when you travel around America.
The work of deciding cases goes on every day in hundreds of courts throughout the land. Any judge, one might suppose, would find it easy to describe the process which he had followed a thousand times and more. Nothing could be farther from the truth.
John Milton: A woman's shoulders are the front lines of her mystique, and her neck, if she's alive, has all the mystery of a border town. A no-man's land in that battle between the mind and the body.
Merlin: You brought me back. Your love brought me back. Back to where you are now. In the land of dreams. Arthur: Are you a dream, Merlin? Merlin: [softly] A dream to some. [Yelling] Merlin: A nightmare to others.
[Mr. Skinner has tripped and landed with his chin impaled on a miniature church spire at the model village] Simon Skinner: Ow! Thish really hurtsh... I'm gonna need shome ice-creeeem.
Vitruvius: These mechanical birds will get our message out. They will go to an internet cafe and e-mail the remaining Master Builders, who will meet us in the secret realm of Cloud Cuckoo Land.
[while being lectured by land lord's wife] Eddie Morra: [thinking] I was suddenly aware that I had extra reason to get away from her. I had thoughtlessly ingested a substance.
[last lines] Avner: Break bread with me. Come on, you're a Jew in a foreign land. It's written somewhere I should invite you to break bread with me. Break bread with me, Ephraim. Ephraim: No.
N/A: The Indians of South America are still engaged in a struggle to defend their land and their culture. May of the priests who, inspired by Faith and Love continue to support the rights of the Indians for justice, do so with their lives.
[Jane Livingstone extends a microphone to Chiki] Jane Livingstone: Excuse me... Can I make interview with you? Chiki: Go fuck yourself! You're the last thing I need!
Jellon Lamb: Mr. Murphy, Russia, China, the Congo, oh, I have traveled among unknown people in lands beyond the seas. But nothing, *nothing* could have prepared me for this godforsaken hole.
Kurogane: Saburo is not our only enemy. Jiro: So what? If they attack, we retaliate. We grab their land and enlarge our own. Kurogane: Fine words, but words don't win wars.
[first lines] Buzz Lightyear: [landing on Zurg's planet] Buzz Lightyear to mission log: All signs point to this planet as location of Zurg's fortress, but there seems to be no signs of intelligent life anywhere...
Woody's Roundup Announcer: Will Woody and Bullseye land to safety? Can they reach Jessie and Stinky Pete in time? Tune in next week for the exciting conclusion: "Woody's Finest Hour"!
The trouble with our people is as soon as they got out of slavery they didn't want to give the white man nothing else. But the fact is, you got to give em something. Either your money, your land, your woman or your ass.
The other classes of which society was composed were, first, freemen, owners of small portions of land, independent, though they sometimes voluntarily became the vassals of their more opulent neighbors, whose power was necessary for their protection.
