Will Turner: She goes free. Barbossa: What's in your head, boy? Will Turner: She goes free. Barbossa: You've only got one shot and we can't die. Jack Sparrow: Don't do anything stupid. Will Turner: You can't. [points gun at his own throat] Will Turne...
Will Turner: My name is Will Turner, my father was Bootstrap Bill Turner. His blood runs in my veins. Ragetti: Why, it's the spittin' image of our Bootstrap Bill, come back to haunt us. Will Turner: On my word, do as I say, or I'll pull this trigger ...
Pintel: You'll be dining with the captain. And he requests you wear this. Elizabeth: Well you may tell the captain that I am disinclined to acquiesce to his request. Pintel: He said you'd say that. He also said that if that be the case, then you'll b...
Elizabeth: [Elizabeth and Jack have just been rescued from the rumrunners' island] But we've got to save Will! Governor Swann: No! You're safe now. We will return to Port Royal immediately, not go gallivating after pirates! Elizabeth: Then we comdemn...
[of the British ambushing the pirates] Elizabeth: No... Wait... Stop! The pirates are undead! They'll all be killed! This is Jack Sparrow's doing! Lt. Gillette: Don't worry, Miss, he's already been informed of that, a little mermaid flopped up on dec...
Barbossa: Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow. Kill him. Jack Sparrow: The girl's blood didn't work, did it? Barbossa: [to the crew] Hold your fire! Barbossa: You know whose blood we need. Jack Sparrow: I know whose blood you need!
Vase [Why weep Come back tomorrow There are also poisonous flowers and flowers always open in the evening she loves the cinema she has been in Russia Love married with disdain Pearl-studded watch a trip to Montrouge Maisons- Lafitte and everything fi...
Other priests, he knew, found an intense pleasure in the raw, salty dialect of peasant conversation. They picked up pearls of wisdom and experience over a farmhouse table or a cup of wine in a workingman's kitchen. They talked with equal familiarity ...
If we never experience the chill of a dark winter, it is very unlikely that we will ever cherish the warmth of a bright summer’s day. Nothing stimulates our appetite for the simple joys of life more than the starvation caused by sadness or desperat...
Colors shift like smoke within the branch beneath our feet. Sprites jump from leaf to leaf, leaving sprinklings of glittery dust in the air behind them. Droplets of water are strung like pearls from the silver strands of a spider’s web. Bluebottle ...
A plate of roast duck, steamed dumplings, spicy noodles with beef gravy, pickled cucumbers, stewed tongue and eggs if you have them, cold please, and sticky rice pearls, too,' Ai Ling said, before the server girl could open her mouth. "I don't know w...
A town is a thing like a colonial animal. A town has a nervous system and a head and shoulders and feet. A town is a thing separate from all other towns alike. And a town has a whole emotion. How news travels through a town is a mystery not easily to...
Porque se dice que los humanos no se satisfacen jamás, que se les da una cosa y siempre quieren algo más. Y se dice esto con erróneo desprecio, ya que es una de las mayores virtudes que tiene la especie y que la hace superior a los animales que se...
As a mother you have thoughts. You get interrupted. You forget. You are distracted. Your thoughts and ideas become fragmented, diluted, or simply evaporate. You must have faith that you will again have a thought. Creativity is the string upon which y...
The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted, in the round of light thrown by a candle. Puffs of darkness sweep into the corners, and keep rolling through the room behind his chair. The air is silver and pearl, for the night is...
Dismissed like a dog. Damon groped for his jacket behind him, found it, and wished that his groping for his sense of humor could be as successful. The faces around him were all the same. They could have been carved in stone. But not stone as hard as ...
He strained his ears, and the darkness felt heavier than before. Oppressive. “We’re hungry.” That came from behind him. “They smell tasty,” a voice to his left hissed. “I don’t like this,” Andrew said, feeling like the world around th...
He had always prided himself on his ability to bargain, to bluff, to contain his ever-aching heart within the folds of his robes where no one could see his pain and his shame. Unconsciously, he reached up and fisted the little black pearl in his fing...
Persistent problems, however unpleasant they may seem, contain the unprocessed and unexamined thoughts and feelings that, if left alone, keep you from your greatness. That’s why the pain, emptiness, and longing you feel can be your greatest gift—...
Mama Fratelli: [to Mouth] You're so quiet all of a sudden you're the one they call "Mouth" aren't you? Mouth: [mumbling] Mmm mm! Mama Fratelli: [Mama Fratelli proceeds to pull a very long pearl necklace out of Mouth's mouth] Oh my god! OH MY GOD! Is ...
Barbossa: For too long I've been parched of thirst and unable to quench it. Too long I've been starving to death and haven't died. I feel nothing. Not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea. Nor the warmth of a woman's flesh. [steps into moonli...
