Dr. Pretorius: Do you know who Frankenstein is, and who you are? The Monster: Yes, I know... made me from dead... I *love* dead... hate living. Dr. Pretorius: You are wise in your generation.
Voice from the street: [Sam is sitting on the parapet of the theatre roof. Someone shouts from below] JUUUMP! Sam: EAT ME! Voice from the street: OKAY. JUMP ON MY FACE! Sam: I love this city.
Riggan: Why did we break up? Sylvia: Because you threw a kitchen knife at me. And an hour later you were telling me how much you loved me.
Lotte Schwartz: We love her, Craig. Craig Schwartz: We? Lotte Schwartz: John and me. Craig Schwartz: Don't forget about me! Lotte Schwartz: Well you have a Maxine action figure to play with!
Esther: It was Judah Ben-Hur I loved. What has become of him? You seem to be now the very thing you set out to destroy. Giving evil for evil. Hatred is turning you to stone. It's as though you had become Messala.
Billy Whistler: Emotions are like work of art. They can be forged they seem just like the original but they are forgery. Virgil Oldman: Forgery. Billy Whistler: Everything can be fake Virgil: joy, pain, hate, illness, recovery... even love.
Thomas Leroy: And you enjoy making love? Nina: [surprised] Excuse me? Thomas Leroy: Oh come on, sex! Do you enjoy it? [Nina nervously laughs] Thomas Leroy: Well, we need to be able to talk about this.
I saw some musicals at dinner theaters where I grew up. But I didn't go to a big theater to see one until probably after I graduated from high school when I took myself to see 'Tommy' when it was on tour. I absolutely loved it.
You don't make a photograph just with a camera. You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.
When my heart yearn for silence in a crowd full of cheerful people, thats not the lonliness i seek but want to feel the rustling of my abandoned desires pouring upon the broken hearts. All the noise i want to here now is the symphony of love and of h...
Rather than idolizing perfection, we must choose to cherish what is real. To truly live is to love deeply, to get messy, to sometimes get hurt, and to stumble and fall. It is worth it. The alternative of living a life barren of these things in the pu...
We knew our Father. There was no need for persuasion. Would not His Fatherliness be longing to give us our hearts' desire (if I may put it so)? How could we press Him as though He were not our own most loving Father?
Because we need each other. We complete each other. Duty works both ways. Love needs a beloved. Loyalty needs two to be loyalty. Fidelity is nothing without someone to be faithful to. Every dog needs a human, and every human needs a dog.
Accounts are not quite settled between us," said she, with a passion that equaled my own. "I can love, and I can hate. You had your choice. You chose to spurn the first; now you must test the other.
She claimed she loved the camera, its warmth, its familiarity. She responded to its naked glare, its slavish attention to every expression of her face and body, with the kind of immediacy a trusted lover could expect.
I usually get up not before 9. I have a huge library - I'm a big fan of Scandinavian crime fiction - so I'll usually take a book and go off to one of my favorite bistros for a cappuccino or espresso or maybe I'll have some lovely smoked salmon for br...
We want autonomy for ourselves and safety for those we love. That remains the main problem and paradox for the frail. Many of the things that we want for those we care about are things that we would adamantly oppose for ourselves because they would i...
I don’t want to be labeled as one thing or another. In the past I’ve had successful relationships with men, and now I’m in this successful relationship with a woman. When it comes to love I am totally open. I don’t want to be put into a categ...
I always looked for someone who can appreciate my feelings, to understand me and above all feel very happy to have my love, it took me years to find you but today I feel happier than ever.
Love makes reality invisible and no one around you can understand why you do the things you do, for something that can cause you so much pain. Because you know after all the fighting, tears, and uncertainty, it's all worth it.
I remember when I was prosecutor we had truancy and curfew issues and we made a refrigerator magnet, and that was hot with parents. They loved putting it up on the wall and saying, you know, if you don't follow these rules, you could get prosecuted.
