Gandalf: [speaking the words engraved on the Ring] Ash Nazg Durbatuluk, Ash Nazg Gimbatul, Ash Nazg Thrakatuluk, Agh Burzum-ishi Krimpatul. [the light darkens and the air rumbles] Elrond: Never before has any one dared utter the words of that tongue ...
Gandalf: [after failing to open the magical doors of Moria] I once knew every spell in all the tongues of Elves... Men... and Orcs. Pippin: What are you going to do, then? Gandalf: Knock your head against these doors, Peregrin Took! And if that does ...
Elizabeth Bennet: Now if every man in the room does not end the evening in love with you then I am no judge of beauty. Jane Bennet: [giggles] Or men. Elizabeth Bennet: [laughs brightly] No, they are far too easy to judge. Jane Bennet: They're not all...
Alan Johnson: Are you having fun? Charlie Fineman: To tell you the truth, I kinda am, Johnson. I, uh, it's nice to see you in the soup like this. I'm not used to it. Any chance of you getting audited this week? That would make things even better. Or ...
Steamboat Willie: Please, I like America! Fancy schmancy! What a cinch! Go fly a kite! Cat got your tongue! Hill of beans! Betty Boop, what a dish. Betty Grable, nice gams. Steamboat Willie: singing: I say can you see! I say can you see! I... I say.....
If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal. And if I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, b...
Do you like me?” No answer. Silence bounced, fell off his tongue and sat between us and clogged my throat. It slaughtered my trust. It tore cigarettes out of my mouth. We exchanged blind words, and I did not cry, I did not beg, but blackness filled...
In the third place he comes on to the chiefe Organ, that is, the instrument wherewith they should sing. It is not with the Organs of the Papists, no not with thy tongue; but it is with the heart, and with the affection of a well-ruled heart. Therefor...
I'm not a vegetarian! I'm a dessertarian!
The daughter prays; the mother listens.
Not every daughter mourns the loss of a mother.
What thumbsuckers we all are...when it comes to mothers.
My mother got pregnant with me at the age of fifteen. This was '64, and unheard of at that time.
My mother encouraged me to be artistic. It was written in a contract at an early age that I would be an artist.
My natural mother died one month after I was born, apparently due to giving birth at an advanced age.
I read therefore I write.
Pride is the mother of arrogance.
It was a musty sweet smell. "Is this plague city?
Conscience is a mother-in-law whose visit never ends.
My mother set us to an activity and let us be.
What's weird is having your mother fly in on an aeroplane with your face on the side of it.
