Clearly, enriching the cosmos with heavy elements takes a while. So there's inevitably an interval between the sterile aftermath of the Big Bang and a time when the cosmic chemistry set had enough ingredients to make rocky planets (and squishy biolog...
You look at most artists, the arc of their career, there's a definite decline at the end. And that decline could set in at any time. In your 50s, or your 60s and 70s if you're lucky. Time goes by fast, and you've got to be busy all the time.
Trust your gut feeling about things, listen to what others are saying, and look at the results of your actions. Once you know the truth, you can set about taking action to improve. Everyone will be better for it.
Celie: [Celie confronts Albert] Nettie and my kids be comin' home soon, and when they get here we gonna' set around and whip your ass.
John McClane: [after McClane sets off massive explosion] Is the building on fire? Sergeant Al Powell: No, but it's gonna need a paint job and a shit load of screen doors.
Lt. James Gordon: They'll hunt you. Batman: You'll hunt me. You'll condemn me. Set the dogs on me. Because that's what needs to happen.
Beirada: [Beirada before setting up fire on the rival drug dealer] They fatten up the pig, now we gonna roast it.
Don Corleone: [to Michael] So, Barzini will move against you first. He'll set up a meeting with someone that you absolutely trust, guaranteeing your safety. And at that meeting, you'll be assassinated.
Morgan: ...and the heavy set girl said that I had a receding hair line and that I was a couple pounds overweight and I was like 'Go fuck yourself!'... I swallowed a bug.
Stef: Data where are you going? Data: I'm setting booty traps. Stef: You mean booby traps? Data: THATS WHAT I SAID! BOOBY TRAPS! God. These Guys!
[Willie accidentally sets off the same trap she just sprang] Short Round: It wasn't me! It's her!
Dr. Ian Malcolm: [after the T-Rex failed to appear for the tour group] You see a Tyrannosaur doesn't follow a set pattern or park schedules, the essence of chaos.
Algren: [narrating] Winter, 1877. What does it mean to be Samurai? To devote yourself utterly to a set of moral principles. To seek a stillness of your mind. And to master the way of the sword.
[Bob is exercising on the step machine, trying to adjust the settings that are only in Japanese. He hits a button that only makes the machine go faster and faster] Bob: Help!
Ephraim: [discussing how the mission will be funded] We deposit money from a fund that doesn't exist into a box we don't know about in a bank we've never set foot in.
Nathan Arizona Sr.: Eight hundred leaf-tables and no chairs? You can't sell leaf-tables and no chairs. Chairs, you got a dinette set. No chairs, you got dick!
Q: There are only about six people in the world who could set up fail-safes like this. James Bond: Can you get past them? Q: I invented them.
[Derek Smalls sets off a metal detector at the airport] Airport Security Officer: Do you have any artificial plates or limbs? Derek Smalls: Er, not really.
Willy Wonka: [touching the gobstopper Charlie has just set on his desk] So shines a good deed in a weary world.
[Terry returns to Johnny Friendly's bar after setting up Joey Doyle] Charlie: So, how'd it go? Terry: He up on the roof. Charlie: The "pigeon"? Terry: Uh, yeah, it worked.
When I was little, I didn't know you got paid for acting. My parents put the money in the bank for me, but I just thought it was this fun thing that I was so excited to do. You got to be on the set and get a little bit of makeup and be on camera.
