Seamus Finnigan: Eye of rabbit, harp string hum, turn this water into rum. [he checks the goblet, then tries again] Seamus Finnigan: Eye of rabbit, harp string hum... Harry: What's Seamus trying to do to that glass of water? Ron: Turn it to rum. Actu...
Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again. Harry: Voldemort? Voldemort: Yes. You see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another, a mere parasite! Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is s...
Indiana Jones: We weren't brought here. Our plane crashed. Willie: [nodding and smiling] It crashed. Shaman of Maypore: [laughing] No, no, no. We prayed to Shiva to help us find the stone. It was Shiva who made you fall from sky. So you will go to Pa...
Jo McKenna: You know what I was just thinking? You know what is paying for this three days in Marrakech? Dr. Ben McKenna: Sure, me. Jo McKenna: Mrs. Campbell's gall stone. [both laughed] Jo McKenna: . And you know the purse I bought in Paris? Philip'...
The Professor: Bonjour, mesdames et monsiuers. Yesterday we have learned the correct way how to boil water. Today we will learn the correct way how to crack an egg. Voilà! An egg. Now, an egg is not a stone; it is not made of wood, it is a living th...
Valentine: You're not afraid? The Judge: I wonder what I'd do in their place. The same thing. Valentine: You'd throw stones? The Judge: In their place? Of course. And that goes for everyone I judged. Given their lives, I would steal, I'd kill, I'd li...
Parnell Emmett McCarthy: [eyeing an empty liquor bottle] You fought this soldier by yourself. You've been drinking alone, Paulie. I don't like that. Paul Biegler: Drop the stone, Counsellor. You live in a glass house. Parnell Emmett McCarthy: My wind...
[at the closing, as each character is credited] Reverend Cleophus James: The sad sack was sittin' on a block o' stone/Way over in the corner weepin' all alone/ Curtis: The warden said, "Hey, buddy, don't you be no square / if you can't find a partner...
O Time the fatal wrack of mortal things, That draws oblivion's curtains over kings; Their sumptuous monuments, men know them not, Their names without a record are forgot, Their parts, their ports, their pomps all laid in th' dust Nor wit nor gold, no...
Life of a Man is Precious just as a precious stone of Diamond,Note that Diamond is evolved only when it faces the Fury of the Heat which it can't Bear,Similarly a Man's life gets Deemed as Precious only when he Boldly faces the Deep Oceans of Sorrow,...
One of my favourite things about dining outdoors in a warmer season is that it frees hands and bares skin. ... When we don't need to wear or carry heavy clothing, our bodies feel lighter and our hands are freed for other things. Like carrying bottles...
Before big bridges, deep tunnels and the advent of health and safety regulations, there were many ways to cross rivers. They would use rowing boats, rickety rafts or in the absence of a vessel, swim or wade. Everyone knew what a stepping-stone was. T...
Acharya Balkrishna" on the Origin of Yog and its Greatness "Standing upright facing all storms and tempests like Devalaya, Yog too is like a monument, established like saints and sages, reaching where all the trials and turbulences cease. Even advers...
Rare and powerful harmonies exist, Shaping both scent and contour in a flower. Thus brilliance lies unseen by us until, Beneath the chisel, it blazes in the diamond. And thus do images of fleeting vision, Drifting above like cloud-forms in the sky, O...
...I doubt very seriously whether anyone will hire me.' What do you mean, babe? You a fine boy with a good education.' Employers sense in me a denial of their values.' He rolled over onto his back. 'They fear me. I suspect that they can see that I am...
I smiled and rolled onto my side, bringing my arms around her. She wiggled against me, letting me spoon her, and I swept some sweaty hair away from her neck to kiss beneath her ear. “How do you like your new tattoo?” “I love it. It makes me wan...
It was clear to me that it wouldn't matter what I did - they would never truly appreciate me or learn what I had to offer. They were far beyond fickle - they were insensible, like kittens,predatory little things, distracted by the first bit of string...
He is dangerous," Alton said, his voice rough. She parted her lips to refute his claim. His heated gaze studied her mouth. For a moment, she thought he wanted to kiss her. At the dining table. In front of her brother. Cook, who had just entered the d...
She laid her head against his collarbone, and he kissed her temple. To her shock, she felt a shudder roll through his body about the same time she registered wetness against her skin. Tears. His tears. She started to turn around, but he tightened his...
She felt a feathery touch on her back and turn to see the man of her pleasures standing with her in the shower. Lost in her own thoughts, he’d managed to sneak in unheard. She looked at him now. His naked body glistened as the water rolled down his...
Alana Marks had always known she was different. From her gypsy childhood, to the way she now made her living in the movies, she'd always lived on the edge. She'd been paid to leap from a sixteenth story window, roll a car to a cliff edge, get thrown ...
