Pabling Quotes & Sayings

If I get lucky and I can choose, I would always choose a really good story and screenplay, even if I don't know the director. If there's a good screenplay, there's a chance that something good is going to happen. — Ayelet Zurer

Even the most complex problem is resolved in the end. Because if there's a question, there also is an answer. — Kim Joon

[He] turned his back on the window, not knowing why he had gone to it, not knowing what he hoped to see, and just at that moment, when there was no one at the window any more and only a little lamp of colored glass at the back of the room flickering, it appeared. — Roberto Bolano

POSTNot a head stands out A finger rises Then it is the voice that one knows A signal a brief note A man leaves Up above a cloud that passes by No one goes in And the night keeps its secret — Pierre Reverdy

It's hard to be funny when you have to be clean. — Mae West

I've always found that acting has been quite a hard thing to pre-manage because so much of it is spontaneous and the circumstances so uncontrolled. — Max Minghella

Actors, it's very hard for them to make value judgments when they play characters. It's very dangerous if you start thinking of yourself as a bad guy. — Stacy Keach

It is not always what we do, Sa'han, but who we love that makes us who we are. Quen — Kim Harrison

Most men are within a finger's breadth of being mad. — Diogenes

The Doctor: I've seen bigger.
Clara: Really?
The Doctor: Are you joking? It's massive! — Steven Moffat

Was anyone hurt?"
"Sadly, no," Kale mumbled. He folded his arms and looked toward the door with a sulky expression. I'll have to try harder next time. — Jus Accardo

Isabelle's moods began to vary with alarming speed. She wondered if she had always been this way and simply failed to notice. No. Good heavens, you noticed something like this: driving to the A&P feeling collected and cozy, as though your clothes fit around you exactly right, and by the time you drove home feeling completely undone, because as you walked across the parking lot the smell of the grocery bag you held in your arms mingled with the smell of spring and produced some scrape of longing in your heart. Frankly, it was exhausting. Because for all those moments of hope that God was near, of some bursting, some widening seeming to take place in her heart, Isabelle had other moments that could only be described as rage. (117) — Elizabeth Strout

I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent — William Butler Yeats