[Han has decided to go searching for Luke] Echo Base Officer: Your Tauntaun will freeze before you reach the first marker! Han Solo: Then I'll see you in Hell!
[in the Asteroid Field] Princess Leia: We're going to get pulverized if we stay out here much longer. Han Solo: I'm not going to argue with that. C-3PO: Pulverized?
Leia: I thought you knew this person. Chewbacca: [Chewie barks something to Han] Han Solo: Well, that was a long time ago, I'm sure he's forgotten about that.
Darth Vader: You may take Captain Solo to Jabba the Hutt after I have Skywalker. Boba Fett: He's no good to me dead. Darth Vader: He will not be permanently damaged.
Luke Skywalker: [on first seeing the Millenium Falcon] What a piece of junk! Han Solo: She'll make point five past lightspeed. She may not look like much, but she's got it where it counts, kid. I've made a lot of special modifications myself.
[a group of Stormtroopers are chasing Han Solo and Chewbacca down a corridor] Stormtrooper: Close the blast doors! [the doors shut just after Han and Chewie run through the doorway, locking the Stormtroopers out] Stormtrooper: Open the blast doors! O...
C-3PO: Master Luke, sir. Pardon me for asking, but what should R2 and I do if we're discovered here? Luke Skywalker: Lock the door. Han Solo: And hope they don't have blasters. C-3PO: That isn't very reassuring.
Make that extra effort for every relationship. Whether it's with your parents, your children, your husband or your friends. It makes a difference to them. I try to give my kids a lot of solo time where I play with them, talk to them, listen to them. ...
I kept on buying records and listening to them. Finally, I was able to hear the relationship between the jazz improvisers' solos and the underlying structure that it's based on, the chord progression. That was pretty easy to do in the swing era, y'kn...
Strangely enough, I wasn't into fast guitarists. I preferred Peter Green's subtle touch. I saw him with John Mayall's Bluesbreakers at the Marquee Club in London and was very impressed. He was the only guitarist I've ever seen to turn the volume cont...
I am drawn mostly, insistently to the human voice. How powerful and necessary the solo voice, the experience of being someone, something else for a little while. This is and will remain literature’s killer app, the thing most impervious to threat b...
Después de la alegría viene la soledad Después de la plenitud viene la soledad Después del amor viene la soledad. Ya sé que es una pobre deformación Pero lo cierto es que en ese durable minuto Uno se siente solo en el mundo.
Se non ti conoscessi bene, direi che hai appena difeso l’onore di Christian? Ma non è un rompipalle?" "Già" risposi, leccandomi la glassa dalle dita. "Lo è eccome. Solo che per le prossime sei settimane, sarà il mio rompipalle.
—No puedo hacer esto porque no puedo ser... —Tragó saliva—. No puedo ser el hombre que quiero ser al estar contigo. Y eso significa que todo esto —me miró a la cara— solo es... otro recordatorio de lo que no soy.
Y tú no buscas nada de eso que dijiste, esas cosas vacías que todas quieren, tú lo que en verdad buscas es un amor diferente, un amor que te consuma, un amor trascendental, que dure por toda la eternidad. Un amor que solo yo te puedo dar.
But maybe it’s the laboring that gives you shape. Might the most fulfilling times be those spent solo at your tasks, literally immersed or not, when you are able to uncover the smallest surprises and unlikely details of some process or operation th...
—Perdóname por esto, pero ya no lo puedo soportar más. Él nunca me vio de la manera en la que te ve a ti. — dijo en el umbral de la puerta antes de irse. —Es como si él solo pudiera verte a ti y todo lo demás no existiera.
- ¿Sabeis, muchachos? No creais que al morir recordareis hazañas, ni sucesos importantes que os hayan ocurrido. No creais que recordareis grandes aventuras, ni siquiera momentos felices que aún podais vivir. Solo cosas como ésta: una tarde así, ...
If I knew sign language, and I saw someone rocking an air guitar solo, I’d shout, “Stop talking to me!” An I love you disguised as "Stairway to Heaven" isn’t more romantic. Not unless you're Helen Keller and I'm a slinky.
This is me, asking a risk-taker like you to trust me. To let me love you until I take my last breath. These were my last solo flights. From now on I want to wing everything with you and only you.
Solo había una persona en la que pensaba cada noche, justo antes de quedarme dormida, y que me obligaba a olvidar por la mañana al despertar, aunque no hubiera sido consciente de ello hasta ese momento.
