Seven years, Dawn. Working with the Slayer. Seeing my friends get more and more powerful... a witch. A demon. Hell, I could fit Oz in my shaving kit, but come a full moon, he had a wolfy mojo not to be messed with. Powerful, all of them. And I'm the ...
Two adolescent girls on a hot summer night--hardly the material of great literature, which tends to endow all male experience (that of those twin brothers who found themselves adrift so many years ago in the dark northern woods for instance) with uni...
I have spent so many nights out under the stars Euphoria running through my veins and alcohol coursing through my blood My mind would race along with my heart My vision drawn to the stars and all the possibilities of what is out there Suddenly the wo...
I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls with clean blood and organized drawers. I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests at night when no one else is alive or awake however you choose to see it and I live in my own flames sometimes burning ...
[Clayton Townley is addressing a large audience at a night-time pro-white rally] Clayton Townley: I love Mississippi. Audience: YAY! Clayton Townley: THEY! They hate Mississippi! They hate us because we present a shining example of *successful* segre...
Joe Buck: [Rizzo polishes Joe's boots] Hey, you pretty damn good at that. I'll bet you could make a living at it if you tried. Ratso Rizzo: And end up a hunchback like my old man? You think I'm crippled, you should have caught him at the end of the d...
Uncle Charlie: The cities are full of women, middle-aged widows, husbands, dead, husbands who've spent their lives making fortunes, working and working. And then they die and leave their money to their wives, their silly wives. And what do the wives ...
Here dwell together still two men of note/ Who never lived and so can never die:/ How very near they seem, yet how remote/ That age before the world went all awry./ But still the game’s afoot for those with ears/ Attuned to catch the distant view-h...
What a pity it is that we've lived the lives that we've lived.
What a pity it is that we've lived the lives we've lived.
Dare to live by letting go.
Eat till you're full. Play anytime you want. Sleep as much as you like. Cry. Get angry. Laugh. Live. Live. Live.
Live with passion. Live with enthusiasm. Live your best life.
When in Rome, live as the Romans do; when elsewhere, live as they live elsewhere.
There is the theory... that you live in two places: You either live in fear, or you live in love.
It is the lives we encounter that make life worth living.
One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying.
Live life to the fullest, and focus on the positive.
A dream isn't worth living if you don't have friends to live it with.
What a fucking gorgeous night!
I enjoy getting gussied up for an event or date night.
