Squatting on old bones and excrement and rusty iron, in a white blaze of heat, a panorama of naked idiots stretches to the horizon. Complete silence - their speech centres are destroyed - except for the crackle of sparks and the popping of singed fle...
Quick, somebody call the caretaker!’ Gemma’s stage voice rang out loud and clear. ‘There’s some trash here that needs to be taken out.’ She earned a chorus of laughs as she walked towards us, then came to a standstill right beside me. ‘Ch...
No one likes sarcasm, Miss Cain. I’ve merely delayed my exit to promise you something. You took my straight razor, li’l darlin’. That I view as an unforgivable offense. So when the time comes, when you have served your purpose, I swear to you I...
And I like Strauss and Mozart and all that, but the priceless gift that African Americans gave the world when they were still in slavery was a gift so great that it is now almost the only reason many foreigners still like us at least a little bit. Th...
Either I protect my friends and lie low until the fight for Radiasure is over, or I put everyone in harm's way and make sure that horrible drug never gets made again. Maybe if I was only putting myself at risk, I could be okay with it. But I can't ma...
Too many companies— and individuals— are befuddled by delusion when it comes to identifying their authentic strengths and projecting those strengths through their brand. It’s as if they live in Opposite Land. If their service is wretched, they ...
We shoot our heroes and enjoy peripeteia as a spectacle akin to sport and perhaps harshly disavowing the past protects us from the disappointment of our outsized hopes--who knows, really, but shifts in taste don't fully account for the phenomenon. At...
[Louie and Pazu are in Tiger Moth's engine room] Louis: Hey, Pop! I've finally found ya an assistant! Papa: [disgruntled] Stop yelling at me! I can hear you. Believe me, sometimes I wish I couldn't. [to Pazu] Papa: Come on, assistant! Let's see what ...
Rufus: [gift wrapping a gold necklace] Let me just pop it in the box. There. Harry: Look, can we be quite quick? Rufus: Certainly sir. Ready in the flashiest of flashes! [he ties a ribbon around it] Rufus: There. Harry: That's great. Rufus: Not quite...
Slinky Dog: Pardon me, gentlemen, but have either of you seen a cowboy doll with a bad arm? Blue Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robot: [politely] Why, no. I haven't. Red Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robot: [yelling] Hey! He was talkin' to me! Blue Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robot: N...
Nick Naylor: Most people have this image in their heads of tobacco executives jet-setting around the world on private planes, eating foie gras as they count their money. Not me. I like to ride with the people. Know your clients. My people cram themse...
Grandpa Joe: [viewing the Wonka-mobile being fueled] Mr. Wonka? Uh, what's that they're filling it up with? Willy Wonka: Oh ginger ale, ginger pop, ginger beer, beer bubbles, bubbleade, bubblecola, double cola, double-bubble-burple-cola, and all the ...
To dream of afar, to chase a star, to believe in Captain Hook. To dance with bears and have no cares, this is the magic of a book.
There are dead stars that still shine because their light is trapped in time. Where do I stand in this light, which does not strictly exist?
Meanwhile the Cosmos is rich beyond measure: the total number of stars in the universe is greater than all the grains of sand on all the beaches of the planet Earth.
We can't all be stars because someone has to sit on the curb and clap as I go by.
Twilight was laying claim to the cité, and the sky was a deepening shade of lavender, spangled with stars and fleecy clouds the colour of plums.
We prayed the moon would unstopper long enough to suck us through to the other side so we could see how dull the stars were at their backsides.
I can’t protect you from the stars, but I can tell you stories that may help at night when they are staring at you.
Oh yes, it hurts at times to be alone among the stars. But it hurts a lot more to be alone at a party. A lot more.
The threat of war hung on the air like a thick fog and it blinded him until he could see nothing beyond the haze. Even the stars grew faint.
