When I was old enough to know better, I ate a bar of soap in the shape of the Muppets' Fozzie Bear, because I loved him so much I wanted to consume him, even if doing so made me ill. I didn't yet know the word 'foreshadowing.' Fozzie was the only fir...
It sounds kind of farfetched, yet I can't tell you how many people have had this syndrome... the 'Old Hag Syndrome.' Apparently, there's this little old lady who comes into your room at night, sits on your chest and tries to suffocate you. You can Go...
Yeah, and so Max and Dylan are supposed to, like, go to Germany and have kids together," I heard Gazzy say. My eyes popped open and I bolted upright. "What?" Fang said, his voice icy. "Gazzy!" I yelled. Wide blue eyes looked at me in surprise, then b...
And then I notice the music flooding out of every part of the apartment at once — the couch, the walls, even the floor — and I know Bennies alone in Lou’s studio, pouring music down around us. A minute ago it was “Don’t Let Me Down”. Then...
Dr. Alan Grant: [Dr. Grant enters his mobile trailer home and sees John Hammond in his fridge] What the hell do you think you're doing in here? [John pops open a bottle of champagne. The cork comes flying at Grant and he ducks] Dr. Alan Grant: Hey, w...
Gurgle: [looking around dirty tank] Ahh, no, no. Ah! Bubbles: [Bubbles opens tank] The bubbles, the bu? [dirty bubble pops in his face] Bubbles: Ugh! Gurgle: [sees Bloat eating dirt] Bloat, that is disgusting! Bloat: Tastes pretty fine to me. Gurgle:...
Fredo Corleone: I'm your older brother, Mike, and I was stepped over! Michael Corleone: That's the way Pop wanted it. Fredo Corleone: It ain't the way I wanted it! I can handle things! I'm smart! Not like everybody says... like dumb... I'm smart and ...
George Bailey: [George is having his last meal at home before leaving on his cruise. His father is distraught over his leaving] Pop, I think you're a great guy. George Bailey: [thinking Annie is eavesdropping] Did you hear that, Annie? Annie: I heard...
Celia: [wearing a cone after being treated by the CDA] Last night was one of the worst nights of my entire life, bar none! [the snakes on her hair, also wearing cones, pop out to hiss at Mike] Celia: I thought you cared about me. Mike: Honey, please....
[Tre answers the phone] Tre Styles: Who dis? Reva Deveraux: Who dis? What kind of way is that to answer the phone? Have you given anymore thought to what we talked about? Tre Styles: Yeah... I don't know yet. Reva Deveraux: Let me speak to yo daddy. ...
Listen, whatever you see and love— that’s where you are.
Classic literature is still something that hangs in the air like a song.
Why is it that one of the best songs in the world has to be written by the BeeGees?" Benedict
There was a choice to be made, and Lena hadn't made it. The songs never lied. At least, they hadn't yet.
Why write a song when no one can play the notes or understand the lyrics?
A blanket could be used as a cover of your favorite song by your favorite cover band.
I like singer-songwriters, and I find sad songs comforting rather than depressing. It makes you realise you're not alone in the world.
I get to travel around the world and meet all of these amazing people, and they're singing my songs! And to me, that's crazy.
I was a student at Columbia College, actually, in the Architecture school. Paul would drive in from Queens, showing me these new songs. I can't remember us working it out.
Information paints no picture, sings no song, and writes no poem.
The end came as dusk fell on a gloomy winter day of cold rain.
