They can say whatever I'ma do whatever no pain is forever Yup! you know this Tougher then a lion ain't kno need in trying I live where the sky ends Yup! you kno this
It's so easy to laugh It's so easy to hate It takes strength to be gentle and kind
Crateros: In the rain and the sun we've fought for you. Some of us fifty battles we've been in. We've killed many a barbarian. And now when I look around, how many of their faces do I see? Alexander: You know there's no part of me without a scar or a bone broken. I've shared every hardship with all of you! Crateros: Aye, you have, my king. And we love you for it. But, by Zeus, too many have died. We're just humble men. We seek no disturbance with the gods. All we wish for is to see our children.
Sister Mary Patrick: We did it! We actually sang a chord! Sister Mary Clarence: Yeah. You sang a chord for two seconds. The next thing you have to do is listen to each other. That's a big key. Big key, you must listen to each other if you're going to be a group. Sister Mary Lazarus: I knew that. Sister Mary Clarence: Mary Lazarus, as soon as I walked through that door I knew that you knew that. Let me ask you something, you're someone in favor of hard work and discipline, right? Sister Mary Lazarus: Of course, I'm a nun! Four popes now. Sister Mary Clarence: Four? Wow. Let me ask you, how often do they rehearse? Sister Mary Lazarus: Twice a week, couple hours. Sister Mary Clarence: Not enough. I mean listen to them, they really need a lot of work. Sister Mary Lazarus: Do you really think they could get better? Sister Mary Clarence: I don't know, they're pretty raw. Sister Mary Lazarus: Wet behind the ears. Sister Mary Patrick: Oh please let us try. Sister Mary Clarence: This is gonna be hell. Sister Mary Lazarus: Tell me about it.
Cassie Cartwright: Just finished my shift. Wanna dance? Ennis Del Mar: I was just on my way to the... Cassie Cartwright: [takes his arm and leads to dance floor] I'm Cassie; Cassie Cartwright. Ennis Del Mar: Ennis. Ennis Del Mar: Del Mar. Ennis Del Mar: [after dance] No more dancin' for me, I hope. Cassie Cartwright: You're off the hook; my feet hurt. [takes off shoes] Ennis Del Mar: Hard work is it? Cassie Cartwright: Drunks like you, demandin' beer after beer. Smokin'. Gets tiresome. Cassie Cartwright: So... What do you do Ennis Del Mar? Ennis Del Mar: Earlier today I was castrating calves. Cassie Cartwright: Ugh. [places her bare feet in his lap] Ennis Del Mar: What are you doing? Cassie Cartwright: Tryin' to get a foot rub, dummy. Ennis Del Mar: All right. [rubs feet] Ennis Del Mar: That good?
.... it is clear that we must trust what is difficult; everything alive trusts in it, everything in Nature grows and defends itself any way it can and is spontaneously itself, tries to be itself at all costs and against all opposition. We know little, but that we must trust in what is difficult is a certainty that will never abandon us; it is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be one more reason for us to do it.
Bud Kilmer: The hard work of so many, sacrificed by the disrespect of few.
Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work.
I know it seems hard sometimes but remember one thing. Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out, keep ya head up.... and handle it.
Sarah: Are you on a new book? Maurice Bendrix: Of course. Sarah: It's not about us, is it? The one you threatened to write? Maurice Bendrix: A book takes a year to write. It's too hard work for revenge. Sarah: If only you knew how little you had to revenge. Maurice Bendrix: I'm joking. We are adults. We knew it had to end some time. Now we can have lunch and talk about your husband.
We are not to expect to be translated from despotism to liberty in a featherbed.
The hardest part isn't finding what you need to be, it's being content with who you are.
What a weary time those years were -- to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.
Reaching too deep into something not meant for you is full of pain. Figure out what you can have and work on that
There was something behind the softness that intertwined our fingers together
Don't be too quick to draw conclusions from what happens to you; simply let it happen. Otherwise it will be too easy for you to look with blame... at your past, which naturally has a share with everything that now meets you.
Why do you want to shut out of your life any uneasiness, any misery, any depression, since after all you don't know what work these conditions are doing inside you? Why do you want to persecute yourself with the question of where all this is coming from and where it is going? Since you know, after all, that you are in the midst of transitions and you wished for nothing so much as to change. If there is anything unhealthy in your reactions, just bear in mind that sickness is the means by which an organism frees itself from what is alien; so one must simply help it to be sick, to have its whole sickness and to break out with it, since that is the way it gets better.
I stood behind the man
Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry-- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die.
I was not weak; I did not cry. But it hurt me, more in a kind of refreshing, thrilling way, than a kind of pain that would cripple me and send me away crying. My fingernails dug into the palms of my hands, and my teeth bit into my lips, my knees were locked, but I could not faint.
I did not ask for consciousness, yet it came to me. And I had to know. Once again, I crawled away from my bed and pushed the computer cord back into the socket. It took three minutes. I quickly identified myself and put in my password. Then it thought. I wanted to bounce impatiently, but I couldn
The planting of [orchards] represents a reduction of a complex ecology into the monocultural grid of modern agriculture, and the transformation of a complex symbiosis with the land into the simpler piecework or agricultural labour for surplus and export.
Life is hell, at some point we all just have to get used to it.
Did you hear about the middle Eastern potentate?
That was the first thing I had to learn about her, and maybe the hardest I've ever had to learn about anything. That she is her own, and what she gives me is her choosing and the more precious because of it. Sometimes a butterfly will come sit on your open palm, but if you close your hand, one way or another, it and it's choice to be there are gone.
It's all very simple. But maybe because it's so simple, it's also hard.
The look of experience suited him, especially because somewhere deep in those eyes, there still lurked a dangerous invitation to play. He had a quality of masculine confidence that was a thousand times more potent than mere handsomeness. Perfect goodlooks could leave you cold, but this kind of sexy charisma went straight to your knees. -Haven Travis
Hard is trying to rebuild yourself, piece by piece, with no instruction book, and no clue as to where all the important bits are supposed to go.
The stresses of high-altitude climbing reveal your true character; they unmask who you really are. You no longer have all the social graces to hide behind, to play roles. You are the essence of what you are.
I feel the curve of his smile against my skin. But as he lifts his head and looks into my eyes, his grin fades.
This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
Hardy! Hardy
His kisses tapped into deep mines of memory, and the years that had separated us fell away as if they were nothing.
I think you could probably thaw out a glacier, honey.
The worse the passage the more welcome the port.
You can't tell how heavy somebody else's load is just from looking. The Lord doesn't give us more than we can carry
What you should really be sorry for,
Sleep did not honor me with it
My troubles are all over, and I am at home; and often before I am quite awake, I fancy I am still in the orchard at Birtwick, standing with my friends under the apple trees.
This is another fine mess you've gotten us into.
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