Scream" was great for what it was. For a horror film, it was intelligent, it was funny, it took a laugh at itself.
get back, get back! ill turn you into a piglet! ast a bula- no wait. that turns ME into a piglet!!
Words can never fully say what we want them to say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. The best one can hope for is to find along the way someone to share the path, content to walk in silence, for the heart communes best when it does not try to speak.
My dragon? save anybody? you must have have him confused with someone else- Smaug perhaps?.
A mage's soul is forged in the crucible of the magic
Hope is the denial of reality.
Truth wasn't something you went out and found. It was wide and vast and deep and unending, and all you could hope to see was a tiny part of it. And to see that part and to mistake it for the whole was to make of Truth a lie.
Know thine opportunity.
The crowd neither wants nor seeks knowledge, and the leaders of the crowd, in their own interests, try to strengthen its fear and dislike of everything new and unknown. The slavery in which mankind lives is based upon this fear.
Remember, you fly an airplane with you head, not your hands and feet.
It was dark in the alcove, so dark that Jace was only an outline of shadows and gold. His body pinned Clary's to the wall. His hands slid down along her body and reached the end of her dress, drawing it up along her legs. "What are you doing?" She whispered. "Jace?" He looked at her. The peculiar light in the club turned his eyes an array of fractured colors. His smile was wicked. "You can tell me to stop whenever you want," he said. "But you won't.