1817 Movie Quotes & Sayings

Maybe he had fallen asleep out in the snows and dreamed himself a safe, warm place. — George R R Martin

Sonnet XXV
Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own:
I wavered through the streets, among
Objects:
Nothing mattered or had a name:
The world was made of air, which waited.
I knew rooms full of ashes,
Tunnels where the moon lived,
Rough warehouses that growled 'get lost',
Questions that insisted in the sand.
Everything was empty, dead, mute,
Fallen abandoned, and decayed:
Inconceivably alien, it all
Belonged to someone else - to no one:
Till your beauty and your poverty
Filled the autumn plentiful with gifts. — Pablo Neruda

Tally snorted. "I don't think it's exactly boring, Shay." "Doing what you're supposed to do is always boring. I can't imagine anything worse than being required to have fun." "I can," Tally said quietly. "Never having any. — Scott Westerfeld

If you give me a short shot I will attack you. I'm not a baseliner who rallies. I try to get the point over with. — Venus Williams

No god is absent where prudence dwells. — Juvenal

Society must be made to operate in such a way that it eradicates once and for all the desire of a man to become richer, or wiser, or more powerful than others. — Francois-Noel Babeuf

I don't know, maybe Australian humour isn't supposed to be funny. It's as dry as the Sahara, and I think people miss that. — Nick Cave

All we discover has been with us since the sun began to roll; and much we discover, is not worth the discovering. — Herman Melville

My whole life I've wondered what it feels like to be loved like that. To be loved more. — Josephine Angelini

The fire catches shortly after, lapping up the dry wool, engulfing it like sweets — Rose Reid

Fully 95 percent of our behavior, feeling, and response is habitual. — Maxwell Maltz

The night is a tunnel ... a hole into tomorrow. — Frank Herbert

She looks out the window and notices the sections of Cleveland Street gone to rot, the filigreed metal balconies of the shambling terraces like rusted lacework, the grimy tiled pub facades, the windows of the Lebanese restaurants filmed with grease. This is old Sydney, her father's town of grit and mildew. The — Dominic Smith

Here's a nation, one of the founding pillars was freedom of speech and freedom of expression. And yet, we have imposed upon people restrictions on what they can say, on what they can think. And the media is the largest proponent of this, crucifying people who say things really quite innocently. — Ben Carson