Jack Torrance: Wendy, listen. Let me out of here and I'll forget the whole damn thing! It'll be just like nothing ever happened. Wendy, baby, I think you hurt my head real bad. I'm dizzy, I need a doctor. Honey, don't leave me here.
Satan: [singing] Up there, there is so much room / Where baby's burp and flowers bloom / Everyone dreams I can dream too / Up there / Up where the skies are ocean blue / I could be safe and live without a care / Up there
One of my most vivid memories of the mid-1950s is of crying into a washbasin full of soapy grey baby clothes - there were no washing machines - while my handsome and adored husband was off playing football in the park on Sunday morning with all the d...
After my second, I started working with a nutritionist who specializes in post-baby weight loss. It's called Simply Beautiful Mom. I'm in restaurants all the time because of work, and she actually will look at menus online before I go and she says, '...
[last lines] Ash: [voiceover] Sure, I could have stayed in the past. I could have even been king. But in my own way, I *am* king. [Ash grabs girl close] Ash: Hail to the king, baby. [Ash kisses the girl]
Susan Vance: Well, don't you worry, David, because if there's anything that I can do to help you, just let me know and I'll do it. David Huxley: Well, er - don't do it until I let you know.
David Huxley: Susan, is there any way to cross this stream? Susan Vance: Oh, surely it's shallow. We can wade across. [they both walk into the stream, then fall in after the floor drops off] David Huxley: Oh, Susan... Susan Vance: The riverbed's chan...
Alice Swallow: Now once and for all, David, *nothing* must interfere with your work. Our marriage must entail no domestic entanglements of any kind. David Huxley: [Stammering nervously] You mean... you mean... Alice Swallow: [Firmly] I mean of *any* ...
Susan Vance: What would you say about a man who follows a girl around... Dr. Fritz Lehman: Follows her around... Susan Vance: ...And then when she talks to him, he fights with her? Dr. Fritz Lehman: Fights with her... is the young man your fiance?
Mr. Gogarty: [Gogarty, David, and Susan are in jail] Miss Susan! How'd you get here? David Huxley: Influence. Susan Vance: Don't worry, Gogarty, I'll get you out. David Huxley: Oh, sure. Look, she got me out.
David Huxley: First you drop an olive, and then I sit on my hat. It all fits perfectly. Susan Vance: Oh, yes, but you can't do that trick without dropping some of the olives; it takes practice. David Huxley: What, to sit on my hat? Susan Vance: No, t...
All the way back in 1999, when I first stumbled upon the idea of a project tracking John Dillinger and Baby Face Nelson and all the major Depression-era bank robbers, I thought the subject was too big to be a single book. Instead, with a friend's hel...
I want to feel I have the energy I will need as an older mother having a younger baby. It's really important that when I'm 51, and my daughter is 10, that I feel I can still run around and do things with her, and feel the energy of a slightly younger...
I was convinced that I was totally incompetent in predicting market prices - but that others were generally incompetent also but did not know it, or did not know they were taking massive risks. Most traders were just "picking pennies in front of a st...
I was walking around with the babies so much that when I got to the Sidney Lumet picture, I would be on set in between takes and I'd be rocking back and forth. Just standing like this rocking back and forth, and Sidney would say, Why are you walking ...
Sure, life as we know it is enough. But life as we don’t know it? That’s where the magic awaits. That’s where second chances abound.
To survive the daily bumps and bruises that come with living our lives, we all need a gentle and loving home both within and outside of ourselves.
Even when not in the act of writing Muscatine a letter, I was often composing one in my mind, situating the words just so, plunking one here, then one there, gauging how to sound worthy of his regard.
Still, the car started, so we drove off to the movies. Popcorn happened. Previews, ads, and an annoying kid all went down like clockwork. The picture started and then ended a while later, the world unchanged by its passing.
I opened my eyes to see the rat taking a piss in my coffee mug. It was a huge brown bastard; had a body like a turd with legs and beady black eyes full of secret rat knowledge.
The little energy you obtained from your breakfast can ignite your willingness to kick start. Don’t overlook the little energy you have now by fixing eyes on a supposed magical influence farther away!
