"I could have danced all night…"

-My Fair Lady

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"Never being happy isn’t the same as being unhappy. Is it?"
-Fame

"Never being happy isn’t the same as being unhappy. Is it?"

-Fame

"Don’t dream it, be it."
-The Rocky Horror Picture Show

"Don’t dream it, be it."

-The Rocky Horror Picture Show

"Somewhere Over The Rainbow, Bluebirds fly.  Birds fly Over The Rainbow. Why then, oh why can’t I? If happy little  bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why cant I?"
-Dorothy Gale (The Wizard of Oz)

"Somewhere Over The Rainbow, Bluebirds fly. Birds fly Over The Rainbow. Why then, oh why can’t I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why cant I?"

-Dorothy Gale (The Wizard of Oz)

"Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor."
-Sholem Aleichem

"Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor."

-Sholem Aleichem

"And finally. This question. The mystery  of whose story it will be, of who draws the curtain. Who is it that  chooses our steps in a dance? Who drives us mad, flashes us with whips,  crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible? Who is it that  tells all these things? Who honors those we love with the very life we  live? Who sends monsters to kill us, and at the same time sings that  we’ll never die? Who teaches us what’s real, and how to laugh at lies?  Who decides why we live, and what we’ll die to defend? Who chains us,  and who holds the key to set us free? It’s you. You have all the weapons  you need. Now fight!"
-Sucker Punch

"And finally. This question. The mystery of whose story it will be, of who draws the curtain. Who is it that chooses our steps in a dance? Who drives us mad, flashes us with whips, crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible? Who is it that tells all these things? Who honors those we love with the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us, and at the same time sings that we’ll never die? Who teaches us what’s real, and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live, and what we’ll die to defend? Who chains us, and who holds the key to set us free? It’s you. You have all the weapons you need. Now fight!"

-Sucker Punch

"Man is the unnatural animal, the rebel child of  nature, and more and more does he turn himself against the harsh and  fitful hand that reared him." 
-H.G. Wells

"Man is the unnatural animal, the rebel child of nature, and more and more does he turn himself against the harsh and fitful hand that reared him."

-H.G. Wells

"A movie camera is like having someone you have a crush on watching you from afar - you pretend it’s not there.”
-Tom Stoppard

"A movie camera is like having someone you have a crush on watching you from afar - you pretend it’s not there.

-Tom Stoppard

West Side Story.Tony: l didn’t believe hard enough.Maria: Loving is enough.Tony: Not here. They won’t let us be.Maria: Then we’ll get away.Tony: Yeah, we can.Maria: Yes.Tony: We will.Maria: Yes. Hold my hand and we’re halfway there. Hold my hand and l’ll take you there…Somehow, Someday, Some—
Maria: Stay back! How do you fire this gun, Chino? Just by pulling this little trigger? How many bullets are left, Chino? Enough for you? And you? All of you! You all killed him. And my brother. And Riff. Not with bullets and guns. With hate! Well, l can kill too, because now l have hate! How many can l kill, Chino? How many, and still have one bullet left for me? Don’t you touch him! Te adoro, Anton.

West Side Story.

Tony: l didn’t believe hard enough.

Maria: Loving is enough.

Tony: Not here. They won’t let us be.

Maria: Then we’ll get away.

Tony: Yeah, we can.

Maria: Yes.

Tony: We will.

Maria: Yes. Hold my hand and we’re halfway there. Hold my hand and l’ll take you there…Somehow, Someday, Some—

Maria: Stay back! How do you fire this gun, Chino? Just by pulling this little trigger? How many bullets are left, Chino? Enough for you? And you? All of you! You all killed him. And my brother. And Riff. Not with bullets and guns. With hate! Well, l can kill too, because now l have hate! How many can l kill, Chino? How many, and still have one bullet left for me? Don’t you touch him! Te adoro, Anton.