[a butler passes by] Miss Claudia Caswell: Oh, waiter! Addison DeWitt: That is not a waiter, my dear, that is a butler. Miss Claudia Caswell: Well, I can't yell "Oh butler!" can I? Maybe somebody's name is Butler. Addison DeWitt: You have a point. An...
Alice: [drinks from bottle] Mmm... tastes like cherry tart. [shrinks down] Alice: Custard. [shrinks down] Alice: Pineapple. [shrinks down] Alice: Roast turkey. [now at minimum size] Alice: Goodness! What did I do? Doorknob: [chuckles] You almost went...
Old Biff: You always did have a way with women. Young Biff: Get the hell out of my car, old man! Old Biff: You wanna marry that girl, Biff? I can help make it happen. Young Biff: Oh-oh, yeah, who are you, Miss Lonelyhearts? Old Biff: Just get in the ...
Jesse: Would you be in Paris by now, if you hadn't gotten off the train with me? Celine: No not yet. What would you be doing? Jesse: I'd probably be hanging around the airport, reading old magazines, crying in my coffee cause you didn't come with me....
Jesse: Oh, God, why weren't you there, in Vienna? Celine: I told you why. Jesse: Well, I know why, I just - I wish you would have been. Our lives might have been so much different. Celine: You think so? Jesse: I actually do. Celine: Maybe not. Maybe,...
Oh-ho, so you are a witch. More like a witchling, as you're too small to be a full witch.” (Emmerich)
Oh, those grumblers! They all take principles as motives and dare not follow their desires.
Gardens are not made by singing 'Oh, how beautiful!' and sitting in the shade.
Oh, how magical it will be to have winter come every year.
Oh no, was I to be one of those girls who gets attacked by a jealous girlfriend?
...perhaps in actions I'm less of a man - but, oh the words - such lovely words...
Oh, how hard it is to part with power! This one has to understand.
marmalade? Oh dear, I call that very feeble.
Oh, Sir, don't you know that on the edge of fear is where trust grows?
At the age of 31, I realized, 'Oh my God, I may die like everyone else.'
My, oh my, how 'Sometimes When We Touch' has travelled since I solemnly wrote my first version at the age of 19.
Oh, my dating skills are the worst. No, I pick the wrong men; it's amazing. I am awful, the worst dater.
Oh love and hate are two sides of the same blade
Oh, the universe had outdone herself. The universe would be send flowers.
Oh, the best dancers know/what grace/every stumble/contains.
Oh, what a tangled web we weave...when first we practice to deceive.
