One of the few luxuries left is travel. And the aspect of travel that is luxurious is not the movement, but the being there.
Ellen: Welcome to our home - what's left of it.
McAllister: There's no more heroes left in the world.
I never left France for Hollywood nor stashed my money in Switzerland.
Nature has left this tincture in the blood, That all men would be tyrants if they could.
Husbands are like fires - they go out when they're left unattended.
A husband is what is left of a lover, after the nerve has been extracted.
I found Rome a city of bricks and left it a city of marble.
Time. There is much time left and lots of life seasons. There is much to see, to do, and to be.
Politics isn't about left versus right; it's about top versus bottom.
When people leave cults, they don't know that they left a cult.
There comes a time when all the secrets are told and all that is left are their spent ghosts.
I would put myself towards left of center.
I was doing TV work, theatre work, and some film work in the Philippines when I left.
I was so worried when I left 'GH:' so scared I'd never work again.
They left like you knew they would. They went away and you fell like a stone. All the way to the bottom of your room. I see you, yes I see you. Sitting in your chair, hating every minute of it. Falling like a stone without even moving. It hurt you to...
First machine kicked man’s ass physically, then machine started taking over the left-brain when Deep Blue bested Kasparov in chess, and then finally the machine fully took over the left-brain when Watson beat the great Ken Jennings on Jeopardy. And...
The sandy beach reminded Harold of picnics. And the thought of picnics made him hungry. So he laid out a nice simple picnic lunch. There was nothing but pie. But there were all nine kinds of pie that Harold liked best. When Harold finished his picnic...
My father told me never to take my foot off a ladder to kick at someone who was kicking at me. When I did that, I would no longer be climbing. While they are kicking, my father told me, I should keep stepping. They can kick only one time. If I contin...
Every town has ‘THAT house’: the one that once held dark secrets. You know the house… the one no one will purchase? The one whose walls have seen blood? The one that even birds avoid, and the darkened windows resemble empty eye sockets? There a...
Crooked Warden, I will fear no darkness for the night is yours," muttered Locke, pointing the first two fingers of his left hand into the darkness. The Dagger of the Thirteenth, a thief's gesture against evil. "Your night is my cloak, my shield, my e...
