La Haine Trailer Quotes & Sayings

I've been frozen for 30 years. I've got to see if my bits and pieces are still working. — Mike Myers

Nobody who's ever been to Gulag is a pacifist. — William F. Buckley Jr.

In my work, as a writer, I only photograph, in words, what I see. — Charles Bukowski

And suddenly, just like that, hope became knowledge. I was going to win. It was just a matter of when. — Khaled Hosseini

Minds differ still more than faces. — Voltaire

Ted, I believe you and I met for a reason. It's like the universe was saying, Hey Barney, there's this dude, he's pretty cool, but it is your job to make him awesome — Barney Stinson

I realized how badly I wanted to make a joke to Dex about it. We had been the Ghostbusters. Now there was no Experiment in Terror and no Dex. — Karina Halle

How they are all about, these gentlemen
In chamberlains' apparel, stocked and laced,
Like night around their order's star and gem
And growing ever darker, stony-faced,
And these, their ladies, fragile, wan, but propped
High by their bodice, one hand loosely dropped,
Small like its collar, on the toy King-Charles:
How they surround each one of these who stopped
To read and contemplate the objects d'art,
Of which some pieces still are theirs, not ours.
Whit exquisite decorum they allow us
A life of whose dimensions we seem sure
And which they cannot grasp. They were alive
To bloom, that is be fair; we, to mature,
That is to be of darkness and to strive. — Rainer Maria Rilke

Cigarette, flipped it on the table, and began on another. "Just like this." That was when Mama finished her soup with a clank, suppressed a cardboard burp, and answered for him. "That Saukerl," she said. "You know what he did? He rolled up all of his filthy cigarettes, went to the market when it was in town, and traded them with some gypsy." "Eight cigarettes per book." Papa shoved one to his mouth, in triumph. He lit up and took in the smoke. "Praise the Lord for cigarettes, huh, Mama?" Mama only handed him one of her trademark looks of disgust, followed by the most common ration of her vocabulary. "Saukerl." Liesel swapped a customary wink with her papa and finished eating her soup. As always, one of her books was next to her. She could not deny that the answer to her — Markus Zusak

Live each day the fullest you can, not guaranteeing therell be a tomorrow, not dwelling endlessly on yesterday. — Jane Seymour

... my private thoughts, feelings I captured with a tortured mind and hammered into sentences I shoved into paragraphs, ideas I pinned together with punctuation marks that serve no function but to determine where one thought ends and another begins. — Tahereh Mafi