The Scarecrow: [riding through a riot on a hooded horse] There's nothing to fear but fear itself!
I like being able to walk or ride my bike to restaurants and do different things.
If you get labeled a winner, people come along for the ride. Might as well enjoy it and they should too.
Rock bottom demands we pay a price for the ride back to the top.
Love is like a fun ride but sometimes it does not end right.
Wall Street is the only place that people ride to in a Rolls Royce to get advice from those who take the subway.
It's never paid to bet against America. We come through things, but its not always a smooth ride.
Please, let me take you home. You’re drunk.” “I am not.” I shoved him, spilling some kind of delicious poison on him. “Go home and have a wild time with Ms. Scarlet. In the bedroom. With the—” “Okay, you’re starting to talk board ga...
You know, my parents had a restaurant. And I left home, actually, in 1949, when I was 13 years old, to go into apprenticeship. And actually when I left home, home was a restaurant - like I said, my mother was a chef. So I can't remember any time in m...
Time is clearly not our natural dimension. Thus it is that we are never really at home in time. Alternately, we find ourselves wishing to hasten the passage of time or to hold back the dawn. We can do neither, of course, but whereas the fish is at ho...
Kaede: I know this, ungrateful dog. In order to find the sacred jewel shards, Kagome's spirtual power is essential. Yet ye made her upset with your words an sent her running home InuYasha: That was her idea! she chose to go home! She said: "I'm going...
At a book festival in Fort Lauderdale, I met David Eisenhower, Ike's grandson, who was promoting his book 'Going Home to Glory: A Memoir of Life with Dwight D. Eisenhower,' in which he describes attending the Yankees' 154th game in 1961. The whole fa...
I believe that a godly home is a foretaste of heaven. Our homes, imperfect as they are, must be a haven from the chaos outside. They should be a reflection of our eternal home, where troubled souls find peace, weary hearts find rest, hungry bodies fi...
Ash: Now the sun will be up in an hour or so, and we can all get out of here together. You, me, Linda, Shelly. Hmm... Well... not Shelly, she? We'll all be going home together. Wouldn't you like to be going home? I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you, ...
Neal: [Comes back to Chicago rail station to find Del sitting alone] Del, what are you doing here? You said you were going home, what are you doing here? Del: I uh... I don't have a home. Marie's been dead for eight years.
[last lines] Dorothy: Oh, but anyway, Toto, we're home. Home! And this is my room, and you're all here. And I'm not gonna leave here ever, ever again, because I love you all, and - oh, Auntie Em - there's no place like home!
Feminism is the theory. Lesbianism is the practice.
Grief takes many forms, including the absence of grief
Love? Love is for children and poor people...
For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.
In times of great darkness, courage lights the way home.
