Zeus: Morning. John McClane: Good morning. Zeus: You having a nice day, sir? You feeling all right? Not to get too personal, but a white man standing in the middle of Harlem wearing a sign that says "I hate niggers" has either got some serious person...
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Hey Cris, how'd you know we'd be living on Mars by 1970? Criswell: I guessed. I made it up. [Leans over to Ed] Criswell: It's horseshit. Edward D. Wood, Jr.: [Ed looks very crestfallen] Really... Criswell: Eddie, there's no such ...
Rhett Butler: And those pantalettes, I don't know a woman in Paris who wears pantalettes. Scarlett: Oh Rhett, what do they - you shouldn't talk about such things. Rhett Butler: You little hypocrite. You don't mind my knowing about them, just my talki...
School Principal: You can kiss Eden goodbye! Trouble awaits you... [points to Sophie] School Principal: You, my dear, in pain shall you bring forth children, wear high heels, suffer through dieting, exfoliation, face-lifts, and what's more, you'll ha...
Javert: Valjean, at last, we see each other plain. Monsieur le Mayor, you'll wear a different chain. Jean Valjean: Before you say another word, Javert, before you chain me up like a slave again, listen to me. There is something I must do. This woman ...
Algren: [Algren's 'conversations' with the Silent Samurai] I know why you don't talk. Because you're angry. You're angry because they make you wear a dress. Algren: [later, after being beaten to the ground by Uijo] I just realized, I've been remiss. ...
Nemo Nobody aged 118: Urgh, you're still here? Did I fall asleep? Sometimes I don't sleep so I think... I think about how it was... and all I have left. What do you see when you look at me? A grumpy old man who never answers questions? Who mixes ever...
Nancy: [to her father] The killer's still loose, ya know. Donald: You're saying somebody else killed Tina? Who? Nancy: I don't know who he is, but he's burned and he wears a weird hat and a red and green sweater, really dirty. And he uses these knive...
[Shaking Billy Tim Denham's hand] Frank: You have lovely hands. Do you moisturize? Billy Tim Denham: I'm Sorry? Frank: [as he slowly crushes Denham's hand in his grip] You know, I've tried all sorts of moisturizers. I even went fragrance free for a w...
Mary Elizabeth: Charlie, Charlie, what do you think about high school? Charlie: High school? Bullshit. The cafeteria is called the Nutrition Center; people wear their letter jackets even when it's 98 degrees out. And why do they give out letter jacke...
George: You're a monster - You are. Martha: I'm loud and I'm vulgar, and I wear the pants in the house because somebody's got to, but I am not a monster. I'm not. George: You're a spoiled, self-indulgent, willful, dirty-minded, liquor-ridden... Marth...
Mrs. Random: Well who are you? David Huxley: I don't know. I'm not quite myself today. Mrs. Random: Well, you look perfectly idiotic in those clothes. David Huxley: These aren't *my* clothes. Mrs. Random: Well, where *are* your clothes? David Huxley:...
Today I hope to live life. To wake each morning and persevere through the struggles. To understand that there is reason and purpose. I choose to find my path and strive upon it, rising everytime I fall. I choose to keep smiling through the pain, and ...
Mrs. Panabaker is ten years older than God and probably smarter. She stops into the offices every other Thursday to tell my dad what she didn't like about his sermon the previous Sunday. She makes fudge-covered marshmallows at Christmas time and forc...
I opened a book and in I strode. Now nobody can find me. I've left my chair, my house, my road, My town and my world behind me. I'm wearing the cloak, I've slipped on the ring, I've swallowed the magic potion. I've fought with a dragon, dined with a ...
Rome has been called the "Sacred City": - might not our Oxford be called so too? There is an air about it, resonant of joy and hope: it speaks with a thousand tongues to the heart: it waves its mighty shadow over the imagination: it stands in lowly s...
You look... amazing!" And I have to say, I agree. I'm wearing all black - but expensive black. The kind of deep, soft black that you fall into. A simple sleeveless dress from Whistles, the highest of Jimmy Choos, a pair of stunning uncut amethyst ear...
However hard he tried, he could never manage to make himself visible to human eyes and not because he can't, since for him nothing is impossible, it's simply that he wouldn't know what face to wear when introducing himself to the beings he supposedly...
She very much feared that if she stayed with Maximus, this awful taint – this terribly wrong act – would, day by day, year by year, wear at her until she was no more than a ghost of her former self. She saw need when she looked into his eyes, but...
Let me tell you something you haven’t learned yet, something you learn only by living awhile. As you get older, you find that life begins to wear you down. Doesn’t matter who you are or what you do, it happens. Experience, time, events—they all...
You don’t have any friends, your sister dumped you, you’re a freak eater..and you’ve got some weird thing about Simon Snow." "I object to every single thing you just said." Reagan chewed. And frowned. She was wearing dark red lipstick. "I have ...
