I think you just have to take everything that happens on a TV show with a grain of salt. You sign up for a show for six years having zero idea where they're going to go with the character, so you just have to get on the ride of the show and go with w...
Sure, jets are fast and economical, but, oh my, what fun we've lost and what leisure we've sacrificed in the race to efficiency. Somehow, stepping onto a plane and zooming across the United States in a matter of hours doesn't hold a candle to the dea...
I want to rip off your logic and make passionate sense to you. I want to ride in the swing of your hips. My fingers will dig in you like quotation marks, blazing your limbs into parts of speech.
We have an unknown distance yet to run, an unknown river to explore. What falls there are, we know not; what rocks beset the channel, we know not; what walls ride over the river, we know not. Ah, well! we may conjecture many things.
I ride horseback - arthritic knees permitting - or listen to opera. Sometimes I cook. I used to do needlework, but it's hard on my hands now, so I only do it occasionally, but I like it. And, of course, I read.
As for environmentalism, I'm only an environmentalist by accident. I live in New York, so I bike, and the closest grocery store to me sells organic produce. I also shop with a book bag because I ride a bike, and it's hard to carry the paper or plasti...
As a long-time registered Democrat who started voting in the year of Watergate, I resent being taken for a ride to the place where anything goes and nothing matters. And especially where nothing matters less than clear thinking and straight talk.
A lot of people are crazy, cruel and negative. They got a little too much time on their hands to discuss everybody else. I have a limited amount of energy to blow in a day. I'd rather read something that I like or watch a program I enjoy or ride my d...
Truth is the silliest thing under the sun. Try to get a living by the Truth and go to the Soup Societies. Heavens! Let any clergyman try to preach the Truth from its very stronghold, the pulpit, and they would ride him out of his church on his own pu...
Quincey P. Morris: And may I say that Miss Lucy is hotter than a June bride riding bareback buck naked in the middle of the Sahara! Lord Arthur Holmwood: I would watch my colonial tongue if I were you.
[Arthur and Lancelot are fighting at their first encounter] Lancelot: Your rage has unbalanced you. You, sir, would fight to the death, against a knight who is not your enemy. Over a stretch of road you could easily ride around. Arthur: So be it. To ...
Anna: [singing to her sister Elsa] Do you want to build a snowman? Or ride our bikes across the hall? I think some company is overdue, I've started talking to the pictures on the walls. [spoken, to a picture of Joan of Arc] Anna: Hang in there, Joan.
Sheriff Hague: Where the hell are you going? Wray: I'm going to get Cherry. Sheriff Hague: Fine, but we're taking my car. [his car explodes] Sheriff Hague: [looking back at Wray] I'm riding with you.
Stan Shunpike: Take her away, Ern. Shrunken Head: [With a Jamaican accent] Yeah, take it away, Ernie! Fasten your safety belts, clench your buttocks! It's going be a bumpy ride!
Webber: Ah, Dr. Jones. I'm Earl Webber. I spoke with your assistant and managed to secure three seats. However, there might be a *slight* inconvenience as you will be riding on a cargo plane full of live poultry.
Gandalf: If the beacons of Gondor are lit, Rohan must be ready for war. Theoden: Tell me, why should we ride to the aid of those who did not come to ours? What do we owe Gondor?
Cowboy: There's sometimes a buggy. How many drivers does a buggy have? Adam Kesher: One. Cowboy: So, let's just say I'm driving this buggy. And, if you fix your attitude, you can ride along with me.
Leslie Lane: [feeling his gun as she's riding on the back of his motorcycle] What'ya need a gun for? Frank Serpico: Didya ever hear of Barnum and Bailey? Leslie Lane: Yeah. Frank Serpico: Well, I'm their lion tamer.
[the taxicab pulls up] Johnnycab: The fare is 18 credits, please. [Quaid gets out] Douglas Quaid: Sue me, dickhead! [cab tries to run him down, crashes, and explodes] Johnnycab: We hope you enjoyed the ride!
We're going to be focusing our science on things that will take us farther and longer into space. For many of those experiments, the crew members are human guinea pigs, which is fine; that's part of my job. I don't mind being a human guinea pig.
Driving a motorcycle is like flying. All your senses are alive. When I ride through Beverly Hills in the early morning, and all the sprinklers have turned off, the scents that wash over me are just heavenly. Being House is like flying, too. You're fr...
