Fletcher: Damn you, Senator. You promised me those men would be decently treated. Senator Lane: They were decently treated. They were decently fed and then they were decently shot. Those men are common outlaws, nothing more.
[last title card] Title card: As celebrated as he became, he never forgot his roots, contributing over $20 million to African-American Colleges and charities for the blind and deaf. Title card: Ray kept his promise. He never touched heroin again.
[last lines] Lando: Princess, we'll find Han. I promise. Luke: Chewie, I'll be waiting for your signal. Take care, you two. May the force be with you.
[last lines] [Travers is at the premiere and she is crying] Walt Disney: It's all right, Mrs. Travers. It's alright. Mr. Banks is going to be all right. I promise. P.L. Travers: No, no. It's just that - I can't, I can't abide cartoons!
[Crassus, as the new Consul, addresses the legions and the Senate] Marcus Licinius Crassus: I promise you, a new Rome. A new Italy, and a new Empire. [pause] Marcus Licinius Crassus: This, I have sworn by the spirits of my ancestors. This I have swor...
Rooster Cogburn: We'll sleep here and follow in the morning. Mattie Ross: But we promised to bury the poor soul inside! Rooster Cogburn: Ground's too hard. If them men wanted a decent burial, they should have gotten themselves kilt in summer.
Wyatt Earp: [to Josephine Marcus] I have nothing left, nothing to give you, I have no pride, no dignity, no money, I don't even know how we'll make a living, but I promise I'll love you the rest of your life [they kiss]
Rose: [letting go of Jack's hand] I'll never let go, Jack. I promise. [she kisses his hand and watches him sink, almost falling apart before she finally climbs back into the water to call the lifeboat back]
Sergeant Howie: I believe in the life eternal, as promised to us by our Lord, Jesus Christ. Lord Summerisle: That is good. For believing what you do, we confer upon you a rare gift, these days - a martyr's death.
Carole King's second album, 'Tapestry,' has fulfilled the promise of her first and confirmed the fact that she is one of the most creative figures in all of pop music. It is an album of surpassing personal-intimacy and musical accomplishment and a wo...
People think that the people in Hollywood have some master plan. They just make the movies that people go to see. I think it's that simple. I promise you if people were lining up around the block to see a Bible movie, they'd make Bible movies from no...
Sheila: [Being handled by Evil Ash] Don't touch me! You foul thing! Evil Ash: You're gonna learn to love me, missy. Sheila: The Promised one will come for you. Evil Ash: Darlin' I'm gonna save him the trouble.
In the moment before I crossed over, I knew that the priests and magicians of Egypt were fools and charlatans for promising to prolong the beauties of life beyond the world we are give. Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, an...
I believe the stars are the headlights of angels driving from heaven to save us to save us...Won't you look at the sky? They're driving from heaven into our eyes. And though final words are so hard to devise, I promise that I'll always remember your ...
A year ago, you fell into my arms and I felt some crazy connection to you. I'm sure as hell not good enough for you, and I'm sure as hell not making any promises, but I'm damn sure you were worth waiting for.
Instead of following through on their promise to concentrate on jobs, Republicans have attacked seniors, working families, women, and the most vulnerable among us. They have pursued an extreme agenda that would end Medicare as we know it and cut Soci...
I lie on the floor, washed by nothing and hanging on. I cry at night. I am afraid of hearing voices, or a voice. I have come to the edge, of the land. I could get pushed over.
When you experience being present, there is no separation between you and other things. If you feel separate, you are already out of the present and returned to your familiar land of names and concepts.
The festivities were broken up by Pandora, who lobbed a scoop of ice cream at Lex that landed on the table with a sticky sploosh. “Don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya!” she screeched, jigging back into the kitchen.
Felix had gone to live in a lotus land of his imagination. Where what is desired is dreamed of as already happened, where obstacles dissolve under the weight of desire, and where reality has vanished entirely.
She was not filled up with the sight of him, the way she had seen her sisters fill up, like silk balloons, like wineskins. Instead, he seemed to land heavily within her, like a black stone falling.
