Crapgame: [Muttering in the minefield] Coulda been in the States playing ping-pong; volleyball... Plenty of broads... Who the hell needs all this? Gonna get my knife & get the hell outta here. Eaaa, lousy equipment! Now I gotta lift up this CANNON; c...
Satine: Besides, I can't fall in love with anyone Christian: Can't... fall... in love? But, a life without love, that's... terrible... Satine: No, being on the street, that's terrible. Christian: No! Love is like oxygen! Satine: What? Christian: Love...
Buttercup: Westley. Oh, Westley darling! [Buttercup kisses Westley passionately] Buttercup: Westley, why won't you hold me? Westley: Gently. Buttercup: At a time like this, that's all you can think to say. Gently? [Buttercup continues kissing Westley...
Lady Eboshi: [as Ashitaka tries to keep his arm from drawing his sword] Does that right hand of yours wish to kill me, Ashitaka? Prince Ashitaka: [struggling] If it would lift the curse, I'd let it tear you apart. But even that wouldn't end the killi...
[still discussing how David can kill himself in order to lift the curse] Harry Berman: A gun is good. Judith Browns: You just put the gun to your forehead and pull the trigger. Gerald Bringsley: If you put it in your mouth, then you'd be sure not to ...
[Rachel grabs a gun to protect herself and a little boy from escaped asylum inmates] Little Boy: Batman will save us. He'll come. He'll come. Rachel Dawes: [raises gun and shields the boy's face] Don't peek. [Batman drops from above, grabs them and l...
[last lines] Cook County Assessor's Office Clerk: Can I help you? [the brothers back him up and lift him onto the counter] Jake: This is where they pay the taxes, right? Cook County Assessor's Office Clerk: Right. Elwood: This money is for the year's...
Othic: [after Kowalewski had been killed by an RPG] [to Mcknight] Othic: There's a fucking rocket in him, sir! McKnight: Othic, cool off! Goddamn it! There's live ordnance, now get out! McKnight: [after pulling Kowalewski's body out of the humvee] So...
We are all BEAUTIFUL... outside beauty fades...but if U can touch a beings heart with a smile, the right word, with who U are...and plant the seed of love and so lift their SOUL and change their way so they have the courage to walk towards the LIGHT,...
His way was like other people's; he mounted no high horse; he was just a man and a citizen. He indulged in no Socratic irony. But his discourse was full of Attic grace; those who heard it went away neither disgusted by servility, nor repelled by ill-...
When we lift our inward eyes to gaze upon God we are sure to meet friendly eyes gazing back at us, for it is written that the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout all the earth. The sweet language of experience is "Thou God seest me." When the ...
But it was hard, oh, it was hard. Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love--but sometimes it was so hard to love. Sometimes my heart was sinking so fast with anger, desolation, and weariness, I was afraid it would...
Being the vice-captain, you see a lot of things on the field. You have to try and help the captain as much as you can and lead by example on the field. Small things like getting a run-out or taking a catch makes the other boys try and lift their stan...
Whatever her name was, she was pretty. She had a thick, careless braid of chestnut hair, a quick smile, and dark, merry eyes. She wore some kind of a fuzzy lavender pullover, and when she crossed her legs and lifted her guitar onto her lap, she had a...
Fucking hell,” he whispered, closing his eyes. The pain in his face mirrored the deep ache in her bones. He lifted her hand to his mouth and traced his lips slowly across her palm. With incredible gentleness, he pulled her arm toward him and presse...
I told you before, Jem, that you would not leave me," Will said, his bloody hand on the hilt of the dagger. "And you are still with me. When I breathe, I will think of you, for without you I would have been dead years ago. When I wake up and when I s...
Lia let out a low growl and moved her arrow to the base of his fat throat. "What do you think, Gabi? Would you like to see these nuptials through?" "Not this day," I said "How about on the morrow?" Marcello asked, smiling and lifting my hand to his l...
Her ears, lightly fringed with white that looked silver, lifted and moved, back, forward, listening and sensing. Her face turned, slightly, after each new sensation, alert. Her tail moved, in another dimension, as if its tip was catching messages her...
It occurred to me that my cheek was probably right over his tattoo. Without thinking, I lifted my face and tugged at the neckline of his T-shirt. This time, the stark black-and-gold mark wasn't hidden. No need for that spell anymore, I guess. Still, ...
Poetic justice, with her lifted scale, Where, in nice balance, truth with gold she weighs, And solid pudding against empty praise. Here she beholds the chaos dark and deep, Where nameless somethings in their causes sleep, Till genial Jacob, or a warm...
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the...
