Laughter feels like our flotation device -- it won't pull us out of the storm, but it might carry us through, if we can just hang on.
His attentive treatment of her had nothing to do with the presumption that she was weak, and everything to do with the conviction that she was valuable.
On such a night,’ I thought, ‘were ill and good, Bright and unlovely; precious, tawdry, All mingled into one And pressed against my heart.
One never stops climbing, Julie, unless he wants to stop and vegetate. There’s always something just ahead.
Directing is mystifying. It's a long, long, skid on an icy road, and you do the best you can trying to stay on the road... If you're still here when you come out of the spin, it's a relief. But you've got to have the terror if you're going to do anyt...
The path that went by the little house had become a road. Almost every day Laura and Mary stopped their playing and stared in surprise at a wagon slowly creaking by on that road.
The open road. Seemingly my only friend for years upon end since leaving war. The road embraced me, let me breathe, and more importantly, did not judge me.
I get like a melody that comes up and I try to write it down or record it. Hum it into a tape recorder or write it down on some manuscript paper. It could happen at any time, on the road or off the road, but mostly, you know, at home.
If you own a toll road, you don't care how many passengers are in each car or what kind of car it is. You just want as many cars to move down the road as possible, and you make damn certain they pay their tolls, okay?
According to my parents, I just started drumming when I was two. I traveled with them from five to seven on the road, playing percussion. Between 8 and 12, my dad sort of prepared me by teaching me every aspect of road life.
Faster roads are not always safer roads - and virtually all societies, democratic or authoritarian, prefer safety over speed, even if many of their citizens enjoy fast driving.
An infernal machine that produces every minute an impressive amount of poor, 26 million poor in 10 years are 2.6 million per year of new poor, this is the road, well, the road to hell.
At that moment Mr. Clifford, quite unconscious that he and his most personal feelings and aspirations were subjects of discussion, was turning from the main road into the lower road.
Dennis Nedry: I should have been there by now. My God! [Nedry crashes through a fence and onto an embankment] Dennis Nedry: Damn! [sees a road sign] Dennis Nedry: There's the road!
Gimli: That road there... where does that lead? Legolas: It is the road to the Dimholt, the door under the mountain. Eomer: None who venture there ever return. That mountain is evil.
Max: Two days ago, I saw a vehicle that would haul that tanker. You want to get out of here? You talk to me.
Humungus: I am gravely disappointed. Again you have made me unleash my dogs of war.
I was one of seven, and we took a lot of road trips - long road trips. And this was before iPhones and iPads and DVD players in cars. I remember how novel it was when I got my own Walkman so I could listen to music.
The 'right' may be wrong and the 'wrong' may be right in life!
There are always consequences to wrong choices.
I like to help kids, work with kids in detention homes. Don't tell a kid what's right and wrong. He knows what's right and wrong. Find out what his attitude and his aptitude are; try to help him where he wants to go.