Bilbo: I'm old, Gandalf. I know I don't look it, but I'm beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel... thin. Sort of stretched, like... butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don't expect I shall return. In fac...
Nobutada: [after Algren is defeated in fencing pratice] Please forgive; too many mind. Algren: [puzzeled] "Too many mind?" Nobutada: Hai, mind the sword, mind the people watch, mind enemy - -too many mind. [seriously] Nobutada: No mind. Algren: [pret...
Agent Smith: We're willing to wipe the slate clean, give you a fresh start. All that we're asking in return is your cooperation in bringing a known terrorist to justice. Neo: Yeah. Well, that sounds like a pretty good deal. But I think I may have a 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...
Colette: [to Linguini] Ugh, your sleeves look like you threw up on them. Keep your hands and arms in, close to the body, like this, see? Always return to this position. Cooks move fast, sharp utensils, hot metal, keep your arms in, you will minimize ...
James T. Kirk: Where you came from... did I know my father? Spock Prime: Yes... you often spoke of him as being your inspiration for joining Starfleet. He proudly lived to see you become captain of the Enterprise. James T. Kirk: CAPTAIN? Spock Prime:...
[Ralph returns to Vanellope with the fixed go-kart] Wreck-It Ralph: I know, I know, I know. I'm an idiot. Vanellope von Schweetz: And? Wreck-It Ralph: A real numb-skull? Vanellope von Schweetz: And? Wreck-It Ralph: A selfish diaper-baby. Vanellope vo...
Magneto: [pointing to his head] Are you sneaking around in here, Charles? Whatever are you looking for? Prof. Charles Francis Xavier: I'm looking for hope. Magneto: I will bring you hope, old friend, and I ask only one thing in return - don't get in ...
Dr. Emmett Brown: [Doc has just finished the final preparations for Marty's return to 1985] Well, I guess that's everything. Marty McFly: [pause] Thanks. Dr. Emmett Brown: Thank *you*! [Marty emotionally embraces Doc, which surprises him] Dr. Emmett ...
Poetry leads us to the unstructured sources of our beings, to the unknown, and returns us to our rational, structured selves refreshed. Having once experienced the mystery, plenitude, contradiction, and composure of a work of art, we afterward have a...
Something like panic struck at Hurlow. Moffat's calm confession of fear withdrew the prop upon which he had leaned. Down there, among the motionless shadows, lurked invisible things, things that were nameless, shapeless and malignant; things which co...
(In part, quoting Robert Keegan from Harvard):'When we take the risk of really witnessing another human being, when we validate their human experience, we risk becoming recruited to their welfare.' I allow my empathy to be engaged, and once it is - b...
If I had to offer up a one sentence definition of addiction, I'd call it a form of mourning for the irrecoverable glories of the first time...addiction can show us what is deeply suspect about nostalgia. That drive to return to the past isn't an inno...
First I was dying to finish high school and start college. And then I was dying to finish college and start working. And then I was dying to marry and have children. And then I was dying for my children to grow old enough for school so I could return...
... I find myself most drawn to: art that has arisen from a deeply personal conversation between the artist and the work at hand. It is art that walks perilously close to the Edge, that crosses the river of blood into Faerie, that flies so high it is...
The dolphins play, the whales sing: the unicorn dances. . . The Charm of the Unseen, the Barely Seen, the Hidden, descends cryptically upon all sentient beings. Your Blessed Charisma, Grateful Goddess, whether waxing or waning never ceases to amaze u...
(Streets of Sorrow) Oh, farewell you streets of sorrow Oh, farewell you streets of pain I'll not return to feel more sorrow Through the years I've lived through terror And in the darkened streets, the pain Oh, how I long to find some solace In my min...
The day he was to sell the children from their mother he would tell that mother to go to some other place to do some work and in their absence he would sell the children. It was the same when he would sell a man's wife, he also sent him to another jo...
There are tumults of the mind, when, like the great convulsions of Nature, all seems anarchy and returning chaos; yet often, in those moments of vast disturbance, as in the strife of Nature itself, some new principle of order, or some new impulse of ...
Three weeks ago, he’d seen hail fall from the sky, only to be followed minutes later by a spectacular rainbow that seemed to frame the azalea bushes. The colors, so vivid they seemed almost alive, made him think that nature sometimes sends us signs...
Once we got to eating, the idea of happiness returned to me. Not the feeling, the idea. Would a regular girl be happy simply eating a hot meal with a great deal of chew to it? Maybe happiness is a simple thing. Maybe it's as simple as the salty taste...
