Call no man lucky until he is dead, but there have been moment of rare satisfaction in the often random and fragmented life of the radical freelance scribbler. I have lived to see Ronald Reagan called “a useful idiot for Kremlin propaganda” by hi...
Fact about a good friend.. A Friend is two union who joine together to share their interest for the purpose of their own benefit.. A good friend , save as security to his friend , he washes his friend back , in absence , he also fight for his friend ...
Where my soul went during that swoon I cannot tell. Whatever she saw, or wherever she travelled in her trance on that strange night she kept her own secret; never whispering a word to Memory, and baffling imagination by an indissoluble silence. She m...
Fortunately the essence of this revelation did not escape Mary despite the angel's obscure speech, and, much surprised, she asked him, So Jesus is my son and the son of the Lord, Woman, what are you saying, show some respect for rank and precedence, ...
Sharkey: You boys got yourself a real martyr for a friend. Make it work for you. Patrick 'Patsy' Goldberg: Yeah, but what are we going to do with a martyr? Sharkey: Times change. Prohibition won't last much longer. Take it from me, a lot of you will ...
It's hard to describe the feeling. And I knew from Horus's memory that this kind of union was very rare-like the one time when the coin doesn't land heads or tails, but stands on it's edge, perfectly balanced. He did not control me. I did not use him...
[Shaw enters the quartermaster's office while some of his soldiers guard the door] Kendric, quatermaster: Morning, Colonel. Change your mind about that bottle? Colonel Robert G. Shaw: I want 600 pairs of shoes and 1200 pairs of socks... and anything ...
Plainview: I want you to look over there. [points towards H.W] H.M. Tilford: Daniel, let me introduce you... Plainview: Look over there. You see? That's my son. You see him? H.M. Tilford: Yes. Plainview: You SEE? H.M. Tilford: I see him. Plainview: Y...
Governor Crittenden: Jesse James sent me a telegram last month, saying he was going to kill me if he had to wreck a train to do it. He said that once I was in his hands he was going to cut my heart out and eat it in strips like it was bacon. [pause] ...
