I had been writing for the 'Late Show' for about four years when I started writing short stories. I had a blast writing the stories because I was writing in a voice more my own, as opposed to a man's. HBO ended up buying four of them. I think that ha...
[last spoken lines] Buzz Lightyear: You still worried? Woody: About Andy? Nah, it will be fun while it lasts. Buzz Lightyear: I'm proud of you, cowboy. Woody: Besides, when it all ends I'll have old Buzz Lightyear to keep me company - for infinity an...
Mr. Potato Head: I found it. Woody: You found my hat? Mr. Potato Head: Your hat? No. The missus lost her earring. Oh my little sweet potato! Mrs. Potato Head: You found it! Oh, it's so nice to have a big, strong spud around the house.
Woody: [yelling through the heat duct] Help! Buzz! Guys! Stinky Pete the Prospector: It's too late, Woody! That silly Buzz Lightweight can't help you. Woody: His name is Buzz Lightyear! Stinky Pete the Prospector: Whatever. I've always hated those up...
Mr. Potato Head: Can we stop? My parts are killing me. Buzz Lightyear: How about a quick roll call? Everybody here? Mr. Potato Head: Not everybody. Buzz Lightyear: Who's behind? Slinky Dog: Mine... [Slinky Dog's back half catches up with the group]
[the toys are trying to enter an apartment building] Mr. Potato Head: I say we stack ourselves up, push the intercom and pretend we're delivering a pizza. Hamm: How about a ham sandwich? With fries and a hotdog? Rex: What about me? Hamm: Ah, you can ...
Andy's Mom: [helping Andy prepare, Andy's mom walks around his room with a trash bag] Look, it's simple. Skateboard? College! Little League trophy? Probably attic. Apple core? Trash. [she picks a green apple core off his dresser and drops it in the b...
Dolly: Wow, cowboy. You just jump right in, don't you? I'm Dolly. Woody: [shakes her hand] Woody. Dolly: Woody? You're gonna stick with that? Well, now's the time to change it, you know, new room and all. That's coming from a doll named Dolly.
Howard Simons: Then can we use their names? Carl Bernstein: No. Ben Bradlee: Goddammit, when is somebody going to go on the record in this story? You guys are about to write a story that says the former Attorney General, the highest-ranking law enfor...
Harry Rosenfeld: Bernstein, why don't you finish one story before trying to get on another? Carl Bernstein: I finished it. Harry Rosenfeld: The Virginia legislature story? Carl Bernstein: I finished it. Harry Rosenfeld: All right, give it to me. Carl...
What you should actually be trying to figure out is how to tell your story. The one that is every bit as unique to you as your fingerprints. This is the truly amazing feat because you are literally the only person capable of doing that. Only you know...
Those of us who believe in princesses are often laughed at. But I believe the world needs princesses and dukes and queens and kings. We need people who glitter and shine and make a room silent with their entrance. We need them the same way we need ic...
Narratives are universally used for mediating emotional experiences. The purpose of aesthetic objects has been defined, in part, as 'the awakening, intensifying, or maintaining of definite emotional states' (Lee, 1913: 99–100). When we read or hear...
I am the woman in words Blindfolded by the told Characters were sold. Phrases and signs, music pictures Are only the swords To make the world goes. Emptiness, sadness And happiness are the signature For the stories are unfold. Nostalgic, doubtness Pr...
It was long before I could believe that human learning had no clear answer to this question. For a long time it seemed to me, as I listened to the gravity and seriousness wherewith Science affirmed its positions on matters unconnected with the proble...
Evidently, a given object took no particular amount of time to draw; instead the artist took the time, or didn’t take it, at pleasure. And,similarly, things themselves possessed no fixed and intrinsic amount of interest; instead things were interes...
Vronsky meanwhile, in spite of the complete fulfilment of what he had so long desired, was not completely happy. He soon felt that the realization of his longing gave him only one grain of the mountain of bliss he had anticipated. That realization sh...
That Yank glean is long gone anyway; money, sex, power, it’s gone global – no one has a monopoly on it anymore. The towering skyscrapers of New York had fallen long before the second plane; we all knew it. The twang of the Yank accent doesn’t g...
Khalid?” It was dark now, and she couldn't see his face, but she knew he was right there, an inch or two from their last kiss. “What was that look? Earlier, after we'd finished?” There was a long silence in the dark before Khalid finally spoke....
The campus, an academy of trees, under which some hand, the wind's I guess, had scattered the pale light of thousands of spring beauties, petals stained with pink veins; secret, blooming for themselves. We sat among them. Your long fingers, thin body...
You can’t forget how important coming together is, whether it be a mom and a son, a dad and a daughter, whether the family be ten people, or twenty people, or a million people. Dinnertime is the perfect time for that. Dinnertime is the perfect time...
