Mary: I feel like a bootlegger's wife!
Violet Bick: [being dragged into a squad car by police] That sailor's a liar!
Harry Bailey: Say, where's Mother? George Bailey: She's home cooking the fatted calf.
Pa Bailey: All you can take with you is that which you've given away.
George Bailey: [George on the phone to Mary] Come home... what home? 320 Sycamore. Whose home is that?
Mr. Potter: The Bailey family's been a boil on my neck long enough.
At times I wonder whether or not your role as a member of Parliament... may in fact inhibit a relationship developing.
It's a wonderful feeling to be a bridge to the past and to unite generations. The sport of baseball does that, and I am just a part of it.
Celine: Memory is a wonderful thing if you don't have to deal with the past.
Celine: Memories are wonderful things, if you don't have to deal with the past.
I wonder sometimes if manufacturers of foolproof items keep a fool or two on their payroll to test things.
Too many people expect wonders from democracy, when the most wonderful thing of all is just having it.
It is first and foremost very hard work! But I have a wonderful part and I do have fun. The company, cast and crew of 'Passions' are wonderful to work with.
I met wonderful people playing in the NBA. Whether it is the officials, the scorekeepers, all the people who work for the NBA, not just for the Lakers, but I'm talking about just for the league itself.
Things put in the wrong place have found a new place.
Sometimes you have to live in precarious and temporary places. Unsuitable places. Wrong places. Sometimes the safe place won't help you.
There are but two places where all go after death, white and black, rich and poor; those places are Heaven and Hell. Heaven is a place made for those, who are born again, and who love God, and it is a place where they will be happy for ever.
Alford, Massachusetts: Mandy stood there with her old Nikon film camera, snapping photo after photo of the rural landscape. It was difficult to describe the wonderful feeling of there not being a single cell phone in sight; the only modern technology...
Women can go mad with insomnia. The sleep-deprived roam houses that have lost their familiarity. With tea mugs in hand, we wander rooms, looking on shelves for something we will recognize: a book title, a photograph, the teak-carved bird -- a souveni...
Reading all my old love letters was disorienting. You remember thinking the thoughts and writing the words but, man, you can't TOUCH those feelings. Its like they belonged to someone else. Someone you don't even know. I'm aware, in an intellectual wa...
A nod at Beatrice who held absolutely still. "She said she would come with me. She insisted on it. She stamped her little foot at me." He pointed down to her toes as if she were a child yet. Then he straightened his shoulders. "But I sent her back to...
