You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.
Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his...
I was always looking ahead. I used to do all kinds of things for entertainment. When I was young, we had no radio, no TV. We were 30 miles from the public library, out in the sticks in Western Kansas, and so I'd do arithmetic exercises.
I grew up in northern New Jersey - the banlieue of New York - and I now live in Brooklyn. I am separated from my parents by about 50 miles, but really there is almost no distance between us. I speak to them nearly every day.
I still have my bad days when I think I'm not getting everything I deserve. But those pass quickly once my Mother gets on the phone and says, 'listen, we used to eat rocks and walk 80 miles a day to school.
You can think of your body in two ways: 1. As mechanical, like an automobile worth only so many miles or 2. As a living breathing energetic vessel manifested from spirit. Either way will greatly effect the length and quality of your life. Choose wise...
For generations, people have come to U.S. shores to seek opportunity. It's what my grandfather did a century ago, when he came to Seattle, and worked as a houseboy just one mile from the Washington State governor's mansion that I was privileged to in...
I've always been a very careful sailor. I know, me and being careful - doesn't really sound right, does it? But when I sail, I take it seriously and take along spares for everything. You have to be careful when you're 1,500 miles from land. There's n...
When I was a kid... if I couldn't get a ride to the comic book store, I would walk a mile and a half each way to get the latest issues of 'Batman' and 'Spider-Man' and 'X-Men.' I could not choose one over the other.
Not long before my mother died, I found a long-lost portrait of Jane Franklin's granddaughter, Jane Flagg, aged nine - oil on canvas - in the basement of a public library not a dozen miles from my mother's house.
I live a half mile from the San Andreas fault - a fact that bubbles up into my consciousness every time some other part of the world experiences an earthquake. I sometimes wonder whether this subterranean sense of impending disaster is at least partl...
My childhood was bittersweet in many ways. We moved around a lot. By the time I was 10, I had travelled thousands of miles, often on my own. My parents were like my friends, so it felt like I didn't really have parents at all. But in a crazy way that...
Mrs. Crockett: You're a long way from home, aren't you, Mr. Carpenter? Klaatu: How did you know? Mrs. Crockett: Oh, I can tell a New England accent a mile away.
Dr. Edward Morbius: [Commander Adams has just unwittingly activated the Krell self destruct mechanism at Dr. Morbius' instruction] In 24 hours you must be 100 million miles out in space. Krell furnaces... chain reaction... they cannot be reversed.
Bob Rusk: Hey, Dick! What about Coming Up then? Richard Blaney: No, I'm afraid I haven't any time. Thanks all the same. Bob Rusk: No, Coming Up, the horse. He won by a mile. Twenty to one. What did I tell you?
John Coffey: There's lotsa people here that hate me, lots. I can feel it. It's like bees stingin' me. Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Well feel how we feel then. We don't hate you. Can you feel that?
John Coffey: That's a smart mouse, Del, he's like a circus mouse. Eduard Delacroix: Correct, that's just what he is too. He's a circus mouse. When I get outta here, he's gonna make me rich.
Harry Terwilliger: Can you believe this? The son of a bitch pissed on me! William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: Y'all like that? I'm currently cooking up some turds, to go with it. Nice soft 'uns. Uhhh! Have'em out to y'all tomorrow.
Percy Wetmore: [after finding Mr. Jingles alive after he steps on him] You switched 'em. You switched 'em somehow, you bastards. Brutus "Brutal" Howell: Yeah I always keep a spare mouse in my wallet for occasions such as this.
Paul Edgecomb: [about Coffey's upcoming execution] Now how about a preacher? Someone to say a little prayer with? John Coffey: Don't want no preacher. You can say a prayer if you like. Paul Edgecomb: Me? I suppose I could if it came to that.
Paul Edgecomb: Your name is John Coffey? John Coffey: Yessir, Boss. Like the drink, only not spelled the same. Paul Edgecomb: Oh, you can spell, can you? John Coffey: Just my name boss. J-O...
