Merette Film Quotes

#1. Lon Chaney and Boris Karloff didn't like the word 'horror'. They, like I, went for the French description: 'the theatre of the fantastique'.

Christopher Lee

#2. And a mother without children is not a mother at all, and if I am not a mother, than I am nothing. Nothing. I am like sugar dissolved in a glass of water. Or, I am like salt, which disappears when you cook with it. I am salt. Without my children, I cease to exist.

Thrity Umrigar

#3. I am a little old fashioned. I believe that in a relationship a man and a woman are never equal.

Priyanka Chopra

#4. True patriotism isn't cheap. It's about taking on a fair share of the burden of keeping America going.

Robert Reich

#5. In Neptune, the past was always grabbing at your ankles, trying to pull you back.

Rob Thomas

#6. Instead, it is the reality that the God-forsaken one experienced in an eminent way because no one can even approximately experience the abandonment by God as horribly as the Son, who shares the same essence with the Father for all eternity.

Hans Urs Von Balthasar

#7. The tipping point is that magic moment when an idea, trend, or social behavior crosses a threshold, tips, and spreads like wildfire.

Malcolm Gladwell

#8. If our mushrooms make you hallucinate, please inform us immediately so we can overcharge you.

Scott Adams

#9. Leaving. That was the word she liked to use. Not going away, which implied a return, but leaving, which implied a jet plane.

Emma Straub

#10. It wasn't something I started off in my teens or early twenties thinking I want to be a war correspondent. I still don't think of myself as a war correspondent. I'm not. I'm a foreign correspondent.

Stephen Farrell

#11. Someone once accused me of slumming. I don't know what that means. I play basketball. And through that, I get to see a world that is not smart-kid world.

Nick McDonell

#12. They want you to believe the Sun is hot. I urge you to ask yourself 'Have they ever touched it? Think about it.

Jaden Smith

#13. The rising sun sent fingers of light through the pale white mists of dawn.

George R R Martin