Gareth Peirce: It's not the stairs that are killing your father. Gerry Conlon: Aye, what is it then? Gareth Peirce: It's your lack of faith. Gerry Conlon: Lack of faith? Faith in what? Gareth Peirce: In yourself. Gerry Conlon: No. I have faith in mys...
Louise Schumacher: Then get out, go anywhere you want, go to a hotel, go live with her, and don't come back. Because, after 25 years of building a home and raising a family and all the senseless pain that we have inflicted on each other, I'm damned i...
Roy Hobbs: I'll take some coffee, then. [Hobbs finds ball and glove on couch after viewing framed photos placed on furniture] Iris Gaines: It's my son's. he means the world to me. he's a great kid. Roy Hobbs: I'll bet he is. I'd like to meet him. Iri...
San, The Princess Mononoke: Why did you stop me from killing her? Tell me while you're still alive! Prince Ashitaka: I didn't want them to kill you. That's why. San, The Princess Mononoke: I'm not afraid to die. I'd do anything to get you humans out ...
Mrs. Danvers: [just as the second Mrs. de Winter reaches for the door] You wouldn't think she'd been gone so long, would you? Sometimes, when I walk along the corridor, I fancy I hear her just behind me. That quick light step, I couldn't mistake it a...
Court Doctor: [repeatedly] Can you hear me? Can you see me? Prisoner: Yes, sir. Court Doctor: OK for work. Court Doctor: [arriving at Tyrone's place in the line] Can you hear me? Can you see me? Tyrone: [nods, whispering] Yes, sir, yes, sir. Prison G...
Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: [to Oleg] When I was growing up in Kishinov, we had no VHS, no DVD back then. I remember... I did a job for this friend of my father. I pickpocketed a key off this apparatchik. The man gave me as a reward this children's projec...
The Mole: Hold me. [coughs] The Mole: There is no hope now, you must get out of here. Kyle: We can't leave without you! The Mole: It's okay, I'm done for. Kyle: No! We can't leave without you! We don't know where the hell we are! The Mole: Were is yo...
Doc: They're taking her home, to your future home! We'll arrive shortly thereafter, get her out of there and go back to 1985. Marty McFly: You mean, I'm gonna see where I live? I'm gonna see myself as an old man? Doc: No, no, no Marty, that could res...
Sir Charles Lyndon: [laughs] He wants to step into my shoes. He wants to step into my shoes. Is it not a pleasure Gentlemen for me, as I am drawing near the goal - to find my home such a happy one - my wife so fond of me, that she is even now thinkin...
Who makes things up? Who tells the real story? We all turn our lives into stories. It is a defining characteristic of our species. We retell our experiences. We quickly learn what parts are interesting to our listeners and what parts lag, and we shap...
These comments you see on the internet about DR VOKE ([email protected]) are not just comments, they are truthful words of experience written by those who have been there and found help in reuniting with the ones they hold dear to their heart and ...
For this last, Before and in Corioli, let me say, I cannot speak him home: he stopp'd the fliers; And by his rare example made the coward Turn terror into sport: as weeds before A vessel under sail, so men obey'd And fell below his stem: his sword, d...
Be a good person, do good things, learn, and love other people, but do these things because you love yourself, God, life and people, not because you fear going to hell if you don’t. Keep the commandments (or whatever tenets you believe) because you...
The world needs people who have survived mistakes, tragedies, and trials to help the rest of us through. Where would we be if Victor Frankl had never experienced what he did during the war? He wouldn’t have used his experiences to benefit millions ...
He stops rocking the cage. "Oh, come on, Callie. It won't be fun if we don't rock it. In fact, the more we rock it, the better it'll feel." His voice drops to a deep whisper. "We can rock it nice and slow or really, really fast."... "Do I have your p...
On A Cold Day, Of A Cool Walking The day is cold, and the clouds are gray. The grass is white with frost, and may I say? The sun is coming up, over the hill. It's so quiet, and so still. In the midst of all the trees, by the broke I see. Something mo...
On A Cold Day, Of A Cool Walking The day is cold, and clouds are gray. The grass is white with frost, and may I say? The sun is coming up, over the hill. It's so quiet, and so steal. In the midst of all the trees, by the broke I see. Something moving...
What’s wrong?” he asked, and I motioned for him to take a seat. He listened quietly as I explained what had happened. By the time I told him the whole sordid story, my heart was hammering in my chest and I couldn’t meet his eyes. Was he angry? ...
New York! I say New York, let black blood flow into your blood. Let it wash the rust from your steel joints, like an oil of life Let it give your bridges the curve of hips and supple vines. Now the ancient age returns, unity is restored, The recocili...
The white saucer like some full moon descends At last from the clouds of the table above; She sighs and dreams and thrills and glows, Transfigured with love. She nestles over the shining rim, Buries her chin in the creamy sea; Her tail hangs loose; e...
