Quotes:Love? Above all things I believe in love. Love is like oxygen. Love is a many-splendoured thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love.
Ready are you? What know you of ready? For eight hundred years have I trained Jedi. My own counsel will I keep on who is to be trained. A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind. This one a long time have I watched. All his life has he looked away... to the future, to the horizon. Never his mind on where he was. Hmm? What he was doing. Hmph. Adventure. Heh. Excitement. Heh. A Jedi craves not these things. You are reckless.
I love waking up in the morning not knowing where I'm gonna go or who I'm gonna meet. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge, and now here I am, on the grandest ship in the world, having champagne with you fine people.
Why, you're crazy. Besides that, he's on a cliff where a whole army couldn't get at him.
This is the part where you run away.
It was their hands that built this city of ours, Father. But where do the hands belong in your scheme?
This is just a dirty little village in the middle of nowhere. Nothing that happens here is really important
A place where there isn't any trouble. Do you suppose there is such a place Toto? There must be. It's not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. It's far, far away. Behind the moon, beyond the rain.
Momma always says there's an awful lot you could tell about a person by their shoes.
Where they're going.
Where they've been. I've worn lots of shoes. I bet if I think about it real hard I could remember my first pair of shoes. Momma said they'd take me anywhere. She said they was my magic shoes.
If I was a giant nasty alien bird in a department store, where would I be?
Alright... That's confiscated. All of it. And I want you on the next transport off this rock or I'm gonna shoot you where it don't grow back.
Where are you hiding, little girl?
Put that thing back where it came from or so help me.
The kingdom of FAR FAR Away, Donkey? That's where we're going! FAR! FAR!... away.
Oh, man!
Where do I begin? First there was the time the farmer traded me for some magic beans. I ain't never gotten over that. Then this fool went off and had a party, and they all starting trying to pin a tail on me. Then they all got drunk, and started hitting me with sticks, yelling "Piñata! Piñata!" What the hell is a piñata, anyway?
Where so ever you go, there you are.
One day, when my mother and father were singing together in the forest, a great storm blew up out of nowhere.
A good conspiracy is unprovable. I mean, if you can prove it, it means they screwed up somewhere along the line.
This is where you fall down.
Will you watch where you're going. We're heading for the docks!
I'll tell you where you are if you tell me who you are.
Banish yourself with a torch, large sack and rubber soled shoes; meanwhile I need a furrier, oh, and I know just where to find him, a-ha ha.
I suggest you take that damned thing to the corridor or some other part of the train where you obviously belong.
My father always began his story by telling me about the summer rendezvous of the mountain men. This is where they met every July after a year of trapping in the Rockies.
You know that I have come to be where you are. I cannot help myself.
Sometimes the worlds oceans look kinda similar wherever you are on the earth!
Let me ask you something. Are you accessing from a terminal somewhere or are you part of the system itself?
Whoever thought I could find happiness in the middle of fuc*ing nowhere?
You talk funny too!
Where are you from?
Do you see that crate? Sausages! They will eat sausages. Europeans eat sausages wherever they go.
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