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When you go into the theatre and the lights dim, you want to entertain people from beginning to end. You want them to be swept up in your story, on the edge of their seats, unable to wait to see what happens next, be blown away and afterwards just go, 'Wow!' — John Lasseter

Whose mouse are you?"
Nobody's mouse.
"Where is your mother?"
Inside a cat.
"Where is your father?"
Caught in a trap. — Robert Kraus

I shall not find a painting more beautiful because the artist has painted a hawthorn in the foreground, though I know of nothing more beautiful than the hawthorn, for I wish to remain sincere and because I know that the beauty of a painting does not depend on the things represented in it. I shall not collect images of hawthorn. I do not venerate hawthorn, I go to see and smell it. — Marcel Proust

Life is wide. There's room to take a new run at it. — Ivan Doig

Practically, ideas are nothing without execution. — Ben Tolosa

No man has come to true greatness who has not felt that his life belongs to his race, and that which God gives to him, He gives him for mankind. — Phillips Brooks

A bore is a man who, when you ask him how he is, tells you. — Bert Leston Taylor

It's a good thing when you don't dare do something if you don't think it's right. But it's not good when you think something's not right because you don't dare do it. — Sigrid Undset

Mrs. Marshall Elliott, — L.M. Montgomery

The old fire pit was ancient. I couldn't say how many of my ancestors warmed themselves at this outdoor hearth. Sitting around it was rather affecting, especially when you thought about the countless people who had occupied your very spot in some distant past. It was kind of surreal. — J.M. Northup

It wouldn't be right, the first night on Mars, to make a loud noise, to introduce a strange, silly bright thing like a stove. It would be a kind of imported blasphemy. There'd be time for that later; time to throw condensed-milk cans in the proud Martian canals; time for copies of the New York Times to blow and caper and rustle across the lone gray Martian sea bottoms; time for banana peels and picnic papers in the fluted, delicate ruins of the old Martian valley towns. Plenty of time for that. — Ray Bradbury