Under the Mountain dark and tall The King has come unto his hall! His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread, And ever so his foes shall fall. The sword is sharp, the spear is long, The arrow swift, the Gate is strong; The heart is bold that looks on gold; T...
When the clock stops on a life, all things emanating from it become precious, finite, and cordoned off for preservation. Each aspect of the dead person is removed from the flux of the everyday, which, of course, is where we miss him most. The quarant...
Mr. Bobinsky: Caroline, wait! The mice asked me to give you message. Coraline Jones: The jumping mice? Mr. Bobinsky: They are saying, "Do not go through little door." Do you know such a thing? Coraline Jones: The one behind the wallpaper? But it's al...
Frank Marino: [Narrating] What could I say? If I had given them the wrong answer, I mean, Nicky, Ginger, Ace - all of them could have wind up getting killed. Because there's one thing you gotta know about these old timers, they don't like any fucking...
Brian: Please, please, please listen! I've got one or two things to say. The Crowd: Tell us! Tell us both of them! Brian: Look, you've got it all wrong! You don't NEED to follow ME, You don't NEED to follow ANYBODY! You've got to think for your selve...
Patrick: Hey, everyone! Every body! Everyone, raise your glasses to Charlie. Charlie: What did I do? Patrick: You didn't do anything. We just want to toast to our new friend. You see things and you understand. You're a wallflower. [Charlie gets embar...
Lt. Doyle: Lars Thorwald... is no more a murderer than I am. Jeff: [stunned] You mean that you can explain everything strange that has been going on over there, and is still going on? Lt. Doyle: No, and neither can you. That's a secret private world ...
Borg Queen: What's wrong, Locutus? Isn't this familiar? Organic minds are such fragile things. How could you forget me so quickly? We were very close, you and I. You can still hear our song. Captain Jean-Luc Picard: Yes, I... I remember you. You were...
Guido: I thought my ideas were so clear. I wanted to make an honest film. No lies whatsoever. I thought I had something so simple to say. Something useful to everybody. A film that could help bury forever all those dead things we carry within ourselv...
Bob Sweeney: There was a moment, when I used to blame everything and everyone for all the pain and suffering and vile things that happened to me, that I saw happen to my people. Used to blame everybody. Blamed white people, blamed society, blamed God...
Bartender: Emmett! What can I get you? The usual? Doc: No, Chester, I'm gonna need something a lot stronger than that tonight. Bartender: Sarsaparilla? Doc: Whiskey, Chester. Bartender: Whiskey? Emmett, are you sure? You remember what happened to you...
Facts," murmured Basil, like one mentioning some strange, far-off animals, "how facts obscure the truth. I may be silly—in fact, I'm off my head—but I never could believe in that man—what's his name, in those capital stories?—Sherlock Holmes....
Never do anything when you are in a temper, for you will do everything wrong.
Early numbers are always wrong.
A peacefulness follows any decision, even the wrong one.
It is morally, politically and socially wrong for business as business or labor as labor to participate directly in politics.
What's wrong is that we are not participating to make this the type of government it needs to be.
Government is never so noble as when it is addressing wrongs.
To do a great right do a little wrong.
She has good instincts, but wrong judgments. She'll rue the day.
You can't tell someone they are wrong about their own life.
