Harry Cooper: Helen! I have to get that gun! Helen Cooper: Haven't you had ENOUGH? Harry Cooper: Look, two people are already dead on account of that guy! Take a look out that window!
He lives alone and makes his bed? Who does that?
Some people's blameless lives are to blame for a good deal.
The great lesson in theatre is that you live the story every night, and that is a wonderful vehicle for getting to the richest places in a performance or investing a character with the richest life.
Playing live, you can't survive, certainly not in England. We used to work daytime jobs and play gigs at night. It was very exhausting.
A man is old when he takes the whole night to do what he used to do all night long.
I didn't grow up thinking of movies as film, or art, but as movies, something to do on a Saturday afternoon.
When I was young, I would make my parents breakfast in bed on Saturday mornings.
If anyone approaches me and asks if I'm Mollie from The Saturdays, I'm immediately shy and embarrassed.
Between Monday and Saturday men make an audience. On Sunday, they make a congregation.
I train Monday through Saturday. I usually have fitness training for 90 minutes, then I'm on the tennis court for 3 to 4 hours.
I've only got a Saturday job so my weekdays are generally pretty free.
Pierre Morhange adulte: Pepinot was right all along. Clement Mathieu was fired on a Saturday.
Either to die the death or to abjure For ever the society of men. Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires; Know of your youth, examine well your blood, Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice, You can endure the livery of a nun, For a...
[Deleted scene; Harry finds Aunt Petunia standing alone in the empty living room] Petunia Dursley: I have lived in this house for twenty years, and now in a single night, I'm expected to leave. Harry Potter: They'll torture you. If they think for a m...
To spend your life living in fear, never exploring your dreams is cruel. To work hard for money, thinking that it will buy you things that will make you happy is also cruel. To wake up in the middle of the night terrified about paying bills is a horr...
The women all want to dance. I dance all night every night.
No one should ever die alone. Rejoin the love of the goddess who made you. No longer a man, no longer a human, you must go as only your essence back to She who made you, into the womb of the Great Mother. You have again become a seed that will form i...
So I found myself telling my own stories. It was strange: as I did it I realised how much we get shaped by our stories. It's like the stories of our lives make us the people we are. If someone had no stories, they wouldn't be human, wouldn't exist. A...
Soloist: [singing the Ave Maria] Ave Maria! Heaven's bride. The bells ring out in solemn praise, for you, the anguish and the pride. The living glory of our nights, of our nights and days. The prince of peace your arms embrace, while hosts of darknes...
After I left here on Saturday, I decided never to see you again.” He was sliding the frittata under the broiler, so she could only see his profile, but damn if he didn’t appear to be smirking. “I know that, darling. It wounds my pride you won�...