An energy into a human being must reciprocate the positive nerves. People and society when ignore this energy, the evil plays its role to re-energies its strength among those neglected people. I guess this is the root cause of terrorism in our societ...
Maycomb was a tired old town, even in 1932 when I first knew it. Somehow, it was hotter then. Men's stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon after their three o'clock naps. And by nightfall were like soft teacakes with f...
I beam back at her. Fuck the surgery, fuck the kids, fuck the men in our lives or no longer in our lives. This is sweet. When she catches up with me, I say, How many, just how many forty-plus women would do that? We gaze back up at the face bleeding ...
No stars gleam as brightly as those which glisten in the polar sky. No water tastes so sweet as that which springs amid the desert sand. And no faith is so precious as that which lives and triumphs through adversity. Tested faith brings experience. Y...
Now, what would you like for dinner? Steak? Chicken? I, for one…I am thinking…Chinese.” Stunned, Jenera stopped and looked between Nylora and Aleta, “Uh…I don’t think you mean sweet and sour pork, right?” The older handmaiden laughed he...
Death comes to me again, a girl in a cotton slip, barefoot, giggling. It’s not so terrible she tells me, not like you think, all darkness and silence. There are windchimes and the smell of lemons, some days it rains, but more often the air is dry a...
If the worst you can say about an otherwise sweet-natured and pleasant romance novel is that the main characters are just too wholesome to suit you and your bitter, bitter, cat-infested, 7-years-friendless-and-romantically-barren life, you should pro...
(Speaking of the Cistercian monks) A grim fraternity, passing grim lives in that sweet spot, that God had made so bright! Strange that Nature's voices all around them--the soft singing of the waters, the wisperings of the river grass, the music of th...
Dad: Top of volume two, first four tracks. You've got "Band on the Run" into "My Sweet Lord" into "Jealous Guy" into "Photograph." Come on! It's like the perfect segue. You've got Paul who takes you to the party, George who talks to you about God, Jo...
Tramp: In Dublin's fair city / Where the girls are so pretty, / I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone. / As she wheel'd her wheel barrow, / Thro' streets broad and narrow, / Crying "cockles and mussels alive alive O!" / "alive, alive O! Alive, al...
Connie: Michael, I hated you for so many years. I think that I did things to myself, to hurt myself so that you'd know - that I could hurt you. You were just being strong for all of us the way Papa was. And I forgive you. Can't you forgive Fredo? He'...
Sirius Black: Sorry about the bite, I reckon that twinges a bit. Ron: A bit? A bit? You almost tore my leg off! Sirius Black: I *was* going for the rat. Normally, I have a very sweet disposition as a dog. In fact, more than once, James suggested that...
The Bride: What are you doing here? Bill: What am I doing? A moment ago, I was playin' my flute. But this moment, I'm looking at the most beautiful bride these old eyes have ever seen. The Bride: Why are you here? Bill: Last look. The Bride: Are you ...
Timon: [singing] I can see what's happening. Pumbaa: What? Timon: [singing] And they don't have a clue. Pumbaa: Who? Timon: [singing] They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line: / Our trio's down to two. Pumbaa: Oh. Timon: [singing] [sarcastic, ...
Vitruvius: My sweet Emmet, come closer. You must know something about the prophecy. Emmet: I know. I'm doing my best but... I don't-I don't. Vitruvius: The prophecy... I made it up. Emmet: What? Vitruvius: I made it up. It's not true. Emmet: But that...
[the gleeful gang shoots Murphy firing-squad style till... ] Joe Cox: Shit! I'm out of ammo. Emil: Me, too. Joe Cox: [to a mangled Murphy, in sing-songy taunting tone] Does it hurt? Does it hurt? [laughs] Clarence Boddicker: Okay, fun's over. [shoots...
Michael Sullivan, Jr.: Did you like Peter more than me? Michael Sullivan: No. I loved you both the same. Michael Sullivan, Jr.: You were always... different with me. Michael Sullivan: Was I? [Sullivan thinks for a while] Michael Sullivan: Well, I sup...
[last lines] Inga: You know, there's something I've been meaning to ask you. In the transference, the monster got part of your wonderful brain. But what did you ever get from him? Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [growls suggestively] Inga: [gasping] Oh m...
Felicia: [in sweet voice] Mummy, maybe a trip to the outback will help me get over this little... phase I'm going through. And you never know, I might meet some lovely country girl. [in tough voice] Felicia: I hereby christen this budget Barbie campe...
Claire Standish: He's just doing it to get a rise out of you. Just ignore him. John Bender: Sweets. You couldn't ignore me if you tried. So... so. Are you guys like boyfriend-girlfriend? Steady dates? Lovers? Come on, sporto, level with me. Do you sl...
Ken: Ray, did we or did we not agree that if I let you go on your date tonight, you'd do the things I wanted to do today? Ray: We are doing the things you wanted to do today. Ken: And I would do them without you throwing a fucking moody, like a five ...
