Bruce: So, what's a couple of bites like you doing out so late? Marlin: Nothing, we're not doing anything, we're not even out. Bruce: Great! Then how would you little morsels like to come to a little - a little get-together I'm having? Dory: You mean...
Behrani: Perhaps you did not come here to live like a Gypsy, but I did not come here to work like an Arab... to be treated like an Arab. For four years we have lived a life we could not afford and spent almost everything to marry Soraya with a good f...
Kasper Gutman: You're a close-mouthed man? Sam Spade: Nah, I like to talk. Kasper Gutman: Better and better. I distrust a close-mouthed man. He generally picks the wrong time to talk and says the wrong things. Talking's something you can't do judicio...
[translated from the Spanish] song lyrics: A word does not say anything, and at the same time it hides everything. Just as the wind that hides the water, like the flowers that mud hides. A glance does not say anything, and at the same time it says ev...
To Your eyes a thousand years are like yesterday come and gone, no more than a watch in the night. You sweep men away like a dream, like grass which springs up in the morning. In the morning it springs up and flowers, by evening it withers and fades....
I like music a lot.
He whose mother is naked is not likely to clothe his aunt.
Honesty is like an icicle -- if once it melts, that's the end of it.
The world is like carrion; those who love and eat from it are dogs.
The man who does not learn is like one walking in the night.
The torment of envy is like a grain of sand in the eye.
When the lamps in the house are lit it is like the flowering of lotus on the lake.
A person without a spouse is like a vase without flowers.
He who knows not shame does whatever he likes.
To call war the soil of courage and virtue is like calling debauchery the soil of love.
A dream which has not been interpreted is like a letter unread.
Love is like fog -- there is no mountain on which it does not rest.
Life is like perpetual drunkenness, the pleasure passes but the headache remains.
Women are just like cats -- they always land on their feet.
Men are like bagpipes: no sound comes from them till they're full.
Luck is like having a rice dumpling fly into your mouth.
