He kept his head down and slowly worked himself, word by word, back into communion with the other hours, days, years - there was in fact no name for this particular unit of time - that together formed a continuum of unawareness that was as close to t...
I have always thought that work is as common and fine as air, something that we become a part of. I am drawn to the out of doors, to the ordinary pleasures of everyday work. Alice used to say that if I was a bird I'd be the first one to sing, the way...
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It makes no difference to me what kind of bat I have. For instance, I often grab the first bat I come across when I go up to the plate. Muggsy McGraw uses a light stick and Jake Stenzel uses a heavy one, but I'm liable to take any one of the miscella...
Col. Muska: [as the robot climbs the stairs] Yes, I understand! Sheeta: [gasps as Muska pulls her close] Col. Muska: [showing his true colors] It's your crystal! The force of the Sacred Light has brought the robot back to life! The way to Laputa has ...
Oliver Queenan: [as Billy runs away, and protects him from Costello's goons] One of you mugs got a light. Fitzy: Where's your boy? Oliver Queenan: He's studying law at Notre Dame. Fitzy: Where's your fucking boy? Fitzy: [grabs Queenan] Goddamn mother...
Businessman in Taxi: 112 Wall Street. Zeus Carver: No wait. This isn't a taxi. Businessman in Taxi: Your lights are on. Look, I'll make this very simple. 112 Wall Street, or I'll have your medallion suspended. What you don't like white people? Zeus C...
Alex: I have reflected many times upon our rigid search. It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us, on the inside, looking out. Like you say, inside out. Jonathan, in this way, I will a...
Shoeless Joe Jackson: What's with the lights? Ray Kinsella: Oh, all the stadiums have them now. Even Wrigley Field. Shoeless Joe Jackson: Makes it harder to see the ball. Ray Kinsella: Yeah, well, the owners found that more people can attend night ga...
Richard Nixon: You know those parties of yours, the ones I read about in the newspapers. Do you actually enjoy those? David Frost: Of course. Richard Nixon: You have no idea how fortunate that makes you, liking people. Being liked. Having that facili...
Raoul Duke: [driving the white Caddy] Now this was a superior machine. Ten grand worth of gimmicks and high-priced special effects. The rear windows lit up with a touch like frogs in a dynamite pond. The dashboard was full of esoteric lights and dial...
Amsterdam Vallon: The past is a torch that lights our way. Where our fathers have shown us the path, we shall follow. Our faith is the weapon most feared by our enemies. For thereby shall we lift our people up against those who would destroy us.
Smaug: Well, thief! I smell you, I hear your breath, I feel your air. Where are you? [moves in Bilbo's direction] Smaug: Where are you? [Bilbo runs, but Smaug hears his footsteps across the gold and follows] Smaug: Come now, don't be shy... step into...
Lestat: Have you said your good-byes to the light? [bites Louis] Lestat: I've drained you to the point of death. If I leave you here, you die. Or you can be young always, my friend, as we are now, but you must tell me: will you come or no?
Mary Wilke: Isn't it beautiful out? Isaac Davis: Yeah, it's really so pretty when the light starts to come up. Mary Wilke: Yeah, I know. I love it. Isaac Davis: Boy, this is really a great city, I don't care what anybody s-s - it's really a knock-out...
Malcolm X: [whispering] I will not touch the white man's poison; his drugs, his liquor, his swine, his women. Baines: A Muslim must be strikingly upright; an outstanding example so that those in the darkness can see the power of the light. Malcolm X:...
Young Patsy: Hey, stop by for you later! Young Noodles: Yeah, but knock here on the john first! My old man's praying, and my old lady's crying, and the light's turned off. What the hell should I go home for? At least in here I can read...
Grace: Whoever took the curtains wants to kill my children. Mrs. Mills: Now, why do you think the daylight would kill them? Grace: Are you mad? I already told you my children are photosensitive. THE LIGHT WILL KILL THEM! Mrs. Mills: Yes, but that was...
Jeff: I just can't figure it. He went out several times last night in the rain carrying his sample case. Stella: Well, he's a salesman, isn't he? Jeff: Well, what would he be selling at three o'clock in the morning? Stella: Flashlights. Luminous dial...
Blanche DuBois: I can't stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action. Mitch: I guess we must strike you as being a pretty rough bunch. Blanche DuBois: I'm very adaptable to circumstances.
I can say, 'Well, I'm a male. I'm a male human. I'm a medical doctor. I'm an author...' If I go to a religious point of view, I will say, 'I am a soul. I am a spirit.' If I go into science, I will say, 'I am energy. I am light.' But the truth is I ha...
