Tonight I saw myself in the dark window as the image of my father, whose life was spent like this, thinking of death, to the exclusion of other sensual matters, so in the end that life was easy to give up, since it contained nothing: even my mother's...
Never presume to know a person based on the one dimensional window of the internet. A soul can’t be defined by critics, enemies or broken ties with family or friends. Neither can it be explained by posts or blogs that lack facial expressions, tone ...
And at 3am you sit near the window and wonder if there is magic... because all you need are some fairies to take your pain away and help you sleep... you take a book to read... you take a pen and a paper to write...you cling on some music that might ...
The animal merely makes a bed, which he warms with his body in a sheltered place; but man, having discovered fire, boxes up some air in a spacious apartment, and warms that, instead of robbing himself, makes that his bed, in which he can move about d...
...but you are too much for them: the weak in courage are strong in cunning; and one by one, you have absorbed and have captured and dishonored, and have distilled of your deliverers the most ruinous of all poisons; people hear Beethoven in concert h...
Books are the carriers of civilization. Without books, history is silent, literature dumb, science crippled, thought and speculation at a standstill. Without books, the development of civilization would have been impossible. They are engines of chang...
How Beautiful is the rain! After the dust and heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain! How it clatters along the roofs, Like the tramp of hoofs! How it gushes and struggles out From the throat of the overflo...
The preliminaries were out of the way, the creative process was about to begin. The creative process, that mystic life force, that splurge out of which has come the Venus de Milo, the Mona Lisa, the Fantasie Impromptu, the Bayeux tapestries, Romeo an...
Outside the window, a bank of clouds appeared on the horizon, inching slowly across the sky, finally slipping across the Moon and blocking out its radiant light. As he clicked off his overhead light, he turned his eyes one last time to the heavens. O...
Dr. Alan Grant: [calling Hammond on the phone] Mr. Hammond, the phones are working. John Hammond: Are the children all right? Dr. Alan Grant: The children are fine. Call the mainland. Tell them to send the damn helicopters. [we hear the raptors smash...
[Patrick knocks on Joel's car window while parked in front of Clem's apartment] Joel: Yes? Patrick: Can I help you? Joel: What do you mean? Patrick: Can I help you with something? Joel: No. Patrick: What are you doing here? Joel: I'm not really sure ...
Jimmy Conway: Watch this. Henry Hill: Ah, don't fuck with them. Jimmy Conway: I do it all the time. Bust their fucking balls. Henry Hill: Don't give'em the satisfaction, the fucks. Jimmy Conway: [taps on car window of two cops following him, who had ...
Michael Corleone: [discussing the incident regarding the two unknown gunmen who fired through Michael's bedroom window earlier] In my home. Frank Pentangeli: Michael, when I heard I almost died... Michael Corleone: [yells] IN MY HOME! IN MY BEDROOM! ...
John: [Chasing Pauline on his bike] Yvonne! Stop! I still love you! Yvonne! [Juliet and Pauline look out the train window at him, and grin to each other] Pauline Parker: [voiceover] Compared with these two, every man is a fool. The world is most hono...
Sergeant JT Sanborn: Maybe you shouldn't take this down. You know, we get a lot of mortars at night. You know, the plywood on the windows help with the lateral frag coming through. That's why it's up there. Staff Sergeant William James: Yeah, well, i...
Ellen Brody: You see the kids? Brody: [looking out the window] They must be in the back yard. Ellen Brody: In Amity, you say "yahd". Brody: [starting out of the bedroom, speaking with a bad New-England accent] They're in the "yahd", not too "fah" fro...
Nancy: [she notices Glen standing outside her window with mud-caked soles] Sometimes I wish you didn't live right across the street. Glen Lantz: [holds one of his muddy feet up to her] Will you shut up and let me in? Did you ever stand on a rose trel...
The Childlike Empress: Bastian. Why don't you do what you dream, Bastian? Bastian: But I can't, I have to keep my feet on the ground! The Childlike Empress: Call my name. Bastian, please! Save us! Bastian: All right! I'll do it! I'll save you! I will...
[after being beaten by the Man in Black] Inigo Montoya: Kill me quickly. Man in Black: I would sooner destroy a stained glass window than an artist like yourself. However, since I can't have you follow me either... [knocks him out] Man in Black: Plea...
[frame freezes as Remy bursts through a window carrying a book over his head] Remy: [voiceover] This is me. I think it's apparent that I need to rethink my life a little bit. What's my problem? First of all, I'm a rat. Which means, life is hard. Seco...
Stella: How much do we need to bail Lisa from jail? Jeff: Well, this is first offense burglary, that's about $250. I have $127. Stella: Lisa's handbag. Uh... 50 cents. I got $20 or so in my purse. Jeff: And what about the rest? Stella: When those cop...
