50 Quotes About Rebecca

Shane: Aren't you going to ask me where I've been, who I've been with?Rebecca: Are you trying to hurt me?Shane: Maybe I am. Maybe I'm trying to see if I can.Rebecca:You can.

We were amongst the rhododendrons. There was something bewildering, even shocking, about the suddenness of their discovery. The woods had not prepared me for them. They startled me with their crimson faces, massed one upon the other in incredible profusion, showing no leaf, no twig, nothing but the slaughterous red, luscious and fantastic, unlike any rhododendron plant I had seen before.

We were amongst the rhododendrons. There was something bewildering, even shocking, about the suddenness of their discovery. The woods had not prepared me for them. They startled me with their crimson faces, massed one upon the other in incredible profusion, showing no leaf, no twig, nothing but the slaughterhouse red, luscious and fantastic, unlike any rhododendron plant I had seen before.

- Comment va-t-elle ? demanda Bruce.- Elle réfléchit aux différentes manières de commettre un parricide pendant qu'elle prend son petit déjeuner, répondis-je d'un ton léger en l'installant près de lui sur son lit.- Je ne voudrais pas te paraître étroit d'esprit, mais je ne suis pas sûr que ce soit une occupation très saine pour une fillette de dix ans, râla-t-il.- Arrête d'être si conventionnel, ça devient chiant ! fis-je en posant ma tête sur sa poitrine.

- Le moyen le plus efficace de défendre une opinion est de tuer ceux qui ne la partagent pas.- C'est quoi ça ? Un extrait du guide du parfait dictateur ?- Non, un vieil adage familial.

If you think I'm one of those people who try to be funny at breakfast you're wrong. I'm invariably ill-tempered in the early morning.

I could fight the living but I could not fight the dead

The snow is coming," she said. "Soon it will be snow time. Together then as in other snow times. Drinking busthead 'round the fire. Truth is a locked room that we knock the lock off from time to time, and then board up again. Tomorrow you will hurt me, and I will inform you that you have done so, and so on and so on. To hell with it. Come, viridian friend, come and sup with me.

Do I want to be loved in spite of?Do you? Does anyone? But aren't we all to some degree? Aren't there important parts of all of us which must be, so to say, gazed past? I turn a blind eye to that aspect of you and turn a blind eye to that aspect of me.