You said, ‘Ramsey…oh Ramsey…please.’ Please, what?” She looked him straight in the eyes. “Please…let my people go!
Is it colour?’ ‘Oh yes.’ ‘You don’t let me down.You are my ambassador to pr0n, man.
We're not dating," Alec said again. "Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?
Oh, I can never get enough. Which, incidentally, is what your sister said when--
Oh, good. You're starting to talk about yourself in the third person. That's not a sign of impending megalomania or anything.
What irritates me is the bland way people go around saying, 'Oh, our attitude has changed. We don't dislike these people any more.' But by the strangest coincidence, they haven't taken away the injustice; the laws are still on the books.
My general attitude to life is to enjoy every minute of every day. I never do anything with a feeling of, 'Oh God, I've got to do this today.'
You're in a scene with Laura Linney or Oliver Platt or John Hickey or Alan Alda and these amazing actors and actresses, and you're like, 'Oh my God, I haven't even started; I'm nothing compared to these people!'
I love getting amazing jackets, because you can wear your pajamas underneath and everyone's like, 'Oh, fabulous jacket,' and I'm like, 'You should see what's underneath!'
I go to Topman at lunchtime and stare at these beautiful, beautiful people who work there and who are so well-dressed. And I think: 'Oh! I want to look like that! They're amazing, how well-dressed they are!'
I like science and I love gym. Oh, and I like art, but I'm really bad at it. I'm just a terrible drawer. I can't draw a circle. Even with a ruler, I can't draw a straight line.
All good art is seditious, but the people in authority can never recognise it. I think when you mention sedition, artists are the ones whose eyes light up thinking, 'Oh, yes, I want some of that!'
Oh, figures!' answered Ned. 'You can make figures do whatever you want.
Oh, here we go, firing questions right and left. I sort of missed that part. [Mina's most endearing trait?]
Oh, of course there's a risk in marrying anybody, but, when it's all said and done, there's many a worse thing than a husband.
Oh, so seldom does fate cast our enemy into our hands, to do with as we will
The patterns learned as a child, repeat as an adult. Those with an abusive childhood are very often oh-so blind to this inescapable truth.— André Chevalier
Oh, gods. Not the flying!” “I heard you mounted my sister well enough.” “I want you never to make that statement again.
Where are you, oh heart, which I loved from the start? Did you ever arrive? How long must we stay apart?
Oh, that's the pot calling the kettle black. Amusement flowed through the connection as Seth said, Or it's the pot calling the pot a pot.
Freedom, where are you? Who holds you back? [...] The mother of wit and pleasure, Oh freedom!
