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I've always fantasized about being on TV. And I was. Then I fantasized about being in the movies. What could be better than captain of a space ship? I get to ride horses, shoot guns, have adventures. — Nathan Fillion

Hm," said the witch, picking up Scabbers. "How old is this rat?" "Dunno," said — J.K. Rowling

Falling is not hard to do just take your feet from under you but do you want to risk something that could hurt you, life is like that choose to fall and fall choose success and acomplish — Felisha Rush

My shirt is gray," I pointed out. "You've expanded my fashion horizons dramatically. I wear three colours now. — Stacey Kade

So far, the official definitions of terrorism have the role of demonizing the enemies of the United States and Israel, and of sanitizing recourse to indiscriminate force by both governments that causes widespread death of innocent civilians. This double standard is built around the current way in which the vocabulary of terrorism is being used in this country. — Richard A. Falk

I'm just trying to tell a nice story. Whether you're a writer or a producer, all you want to do is tell a good yarn. — Irwin Winkler

Open government is, within limits, an ideal that we all share. U.S. President Barack Obama endorsed it when he took office in January 2009. — Peter Singer

I write scenes - often quite long scenes - mainly because I still get seduced into writing six lines where one and a half will do. — Tom Stoppard

I think we should be able to work until we want to stop, which is what I'm going to have to do. — Laurence Fox

The path of the mighty beast was guided telepathically by the two people who sat in a huge saddle that was cinched to the thoat's broad back. — Edgar Rice Burroughs

Blood had long since ceased to beat from one end to the other, but one could sense, from passages marked with fresher traces of wheels and hooves, that once the meaning and even the very idea of a long journey was lost, sleep had not descended over it in one fell swoop: it had continued to steal a march here and there, in a discontinuous way, and over short distances, like a laborer who feels his cart jolt on a section of Roman road that crosses his field ... — Julien Gracq