In the end Navidson is left with one page and one match. For a long time he waits in darkness and cold, postponing this final bit of illumination. At last though, he grips the match by the neck and after locating the friction strip sparks to life a f...
Father, within Thy House today We wait Thy kindly love to see; Since thou hast said in truth that they Who dwell in love are one with Thee, Bless those who for Thy blessing wait, Their love accept and consecrate. Dear Lord of love, whose Heart of Fir...
Don't panic. Midway through writing a novel, I have regularly experienced moments of bowel-curdling terror, as I contemplate the drivel on the screen before me and see beyond it, in quick succession, the derisive reviews, the friends' embarrassment, ...
I adore the ocean and its vastness, as if it is trying to teach me something, as if it is trying to teach me to remain calm whatever the situation maybe. It holds such a huge amount of water but always remains content and at peace, while we people lo...
The beautiful you is not the color of your skin Or the texture of your hair. The beautiful you is not how tall or short you are The beautiful you is not rather you’re skinny or overweight by society standards The beautiful you is not the degrees yo...
When you're and only child in a family with an only parent, you look at other, bigger families with envy. Mary Alice had a family with a station wagon, a split-level house, and a pool. But then I looked up and saw Mary Alice's toes, as she stood at t...
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice -- though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. "Mend my life!" each voice cried. But you didn't s...
When I started to draw, most of my influences were from other painters and illustrators, so I was drawing landscape at second hand, really. The trees were Rackham trees, or trees that I had seen in paintings rather than from my own observation...and ...
Forget the politicians. The politicians are put there to give you the idea you have freedom of choice. You don't. You have no choice. You have owners. They own you. They own everything. They own all the important land, they own and control the corpor...
A baby is God's opinion that life should go on. A book that does nothing to you is dead. A baby, whether it does anything to you, represents life. If a bad fire should break out in this house and I had my choice of saving the library or the babies, I...
Shepherd Book: What are we up to, sweetheart? River: Fixing your Bible. Book: I, um... What? River: Bible's broken. Contradictions, false logistics - doesn't make sense. Shepherd Book: No, no. You-you-you can't... River: So we'll integrate non-progre...
He thought, that all men, trickled away, changing constantly, until they finally dissolved, while the artist-created images remained unchangeably the same. He thought that the fear of death was perhaps the root of all art, perhaps also of all things ...
Well that ain’t so. You get babies from each other. But there’s this man, too—he has all these babies just waitin‘ to wake up, he breathes life into ’em…” Dill was off again. Beautiful things floated around in his dreamy head. He could ...
[Nokes is escorting Shakes, Mike, John, and Tommy down a corridor] Sean Nokes: It's a tragedy, I tell ya. I don't understand you, boys. I don't think you know what it means to have rules. You gotta have rules and you gotta have discipline. Now I don'...
He Zhiwu, Cop 223: Any canned pineapple that expires on May 1? Cashier: You know what day it is today? He Zhiwu, Cop 223: April 30? Cashier: Right. You think we sell outdated stock? He Zhiwu, Cop 223: There's still two hours to go. Cashier: Nobody wo...
Mr. Fox: I spotted a couple of broken burglar bars underneath the back door to Bean's secret cider cellar. Kylie: We're breaking into Bean's *house*? Mr. Fox: Cellar. Kylie: Where he *lives*? Mr. Fox: Where he keeps the cider. Ash: [appears behind th...
Erin Gruwell: The evaluation assignment was to grade yourself on the work you're doing. You gave yourself an F. What's that about? Andre: It's what I feel I deserve, that's all. Erin Gruwell: Oh really? [pause] Erin Gruwell: You know what this is? Th...
[as Tessio and Hagen walk to Michael's house, they are met by a bodyguard, Willi Cicci] Willi Cicci: Sal... Tom... the boss says he'll come in a separate car. He says for you two to go on ahead. Tessio: Hell, he can't do that; that screws up all my a...
Zero: [Reading a letter from M. Gustave] "My dear and trusted colleagues..." M. Gustave: I miss you deeply as I write from the confines of my regrettable and preposterous incarceration. Until I walk amongst you again as a free man, the Grand Budapest...
Behrani: [to Kathy] You think you can frighten me? You think you can frighten me with your stupid deputy coming here telling me lies? [Grabs Kathy by the arm and frog-marches her down the path] Behrani: What do you think I am? Tell me that. Am I stup...
Sergeant JT Sanborn: [looking at a photo from Will's box] Who's that? Staff Sergeant William James: That's my son. He's a tough little bastard. Nothing like me. Sergeant JT Sanborn: You mean to tell me you're married? Staff Sergeant William James: We...
