The late hour is such a friend; it has been for so many years. There is not a soul around as I carry Riley downstairs and dump him in my trunk. It is good, for I am not in the mood to kill again, and murder, for me, is very much tied to my mood, like...
The Witcher had a knife to his throat. He was wallowing in a wooden tub, brimfull with soapsuds, his head thrown agains the slippery rim. The bitter taste of soap lingered in his mouth as the knife, blunt as a doorknob, scraped his Adam's apple painf...
The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to b...
That was the thing. You just never knew. Forever was so many different things. It was always changing; it was what everything was really about. It was twenty minutes, or a hundred years, or just this instant, or any instant I wished would last and la...
If my last name were Drinkfood, I’d pour you a hot cup of spaghetti. And if my last name were Eatdrink, I’d be more romantic and pour you some wine, and let you sip it out of the spoon.
Poetry or science, what matters is saying it how you see it. Saying precisely what and how you saw, and no more. In science, poetry or describing a journey, accuracy is all you can do. Saying it as you saw.
Like a turnip such a head could be blown away very easily. For where a man was weak, a woman has unmanned him. It would be a mercy to blow such a man away.
I had a dream about you. The Tuesdays were outside of my castle demanding that I hand you over to them. They weren’t seeking justice—they were out for vengeance. You were Wendy Wednesday, the last of The Wednesdays, and this feud went back a long...
The battles may last for a long time, perhaps even years. There are powerful forces on both sides, and the war is important to both armies. It's not a battle of good against evil. It's a war between forces that are fighting for the balance of power, ...
He believed that life gives us all a few moments of happiness. For some they last hours or days, for a few lucky ones they last for years. The memories from those moments stays with us forever and turns into a country of memory to which we try to go ...
He'd searched every corner of his mind looking for ways to avoid a rendezvous with Chico. In the last twenty years, Slade had come a long way from the ghetto orphanage where he'd grown up, but the only way he could help Maria was to get in touch with...
Hans Gruber: Theo, are we on schedule? Theo: One more to go then it's up to you. And you better be right, because it looks like this last one is going to take a miracle. Hans Gruber: It's Christmas, Theo. It's the time of miracles. So be of good chee...
[first title card] Title card: There was a land of Cavaliers and Cotton Fields called the Old South... Here in this pretty world Gallantry took its last bow... Here was the last ever to be seen of Knights and their Ladies Fair, of Master and of Slave...
[talking about how they both slept with the same woman] Indiana Jones: It's disgraceful, you're old enough to be her... her grandfather. Professor Henry Jones: Well, I'm as human as the next man. Indiana Jones: Dad, I *was* the next man. Professor He...
Walter Donovan: As you can now see, Dr. Jones, we are on the verge of completing a quest that began almost two thousand years ago. We're just one step away. Indiana Jones: That's usually when the ground falls out from underneath your feet.
Professor Henry Jones: I find, that if I just sit down to think... [sits in chair, which tilts backward and opens up a hidden staircase] Indiana Jones: [falling down hidden staircase] Daaaaad! Professor Henry Jones: [resetting chair legs] The solutio...
Helen: I'm calling to celebrate a momentous occasion. We are now *officially* moved in. Bob: That's great, honey. And the last three years don't count because... Helen: Because I finally unpacked the last box. Now it's official! Ha ha ha! Why do we h...
Pu Yi, at 15: Where are your ancestors buried? Reginald Fleming 'R.J.' Johnston: In Scotland, your majesty. Pu Yi, at 15: But then, where's your skirt? In your country, men wear short skirts, do they not? Reginald Fleming 'R.J.' Johnston: No, your ma...
Gen. Webb: Kindly inform Major Heyward that he has little to fear from this General Marquis de Montcalm in the first place; and scant need of a colonial militia in the second because the French haven't the nature for war. Their Gallic laziness combin...
[Telephone Conversation] Abilene: Hello. Lois Farrow: Abilene, you asleep? Abilene: No. Lois Farrow: You like company? Abilene: Well, I thought I'd drive out, see how my well was coming. Lois Farrow: Drill hard. You're better at oil wells anyway.
Jacy Farrow: Well you married Daddy when he was poor and he got rich, didn't he? Lois Farrow: Scared your daddy into getting rich, beautiful. Jacy Farrow: Well if Daddy could do it, Duane could too. Lois Farrow: Not married to you. You're not scary e...
