#titanic

I would like to sing the theme tune of a big film - something like 'Titanic.' ↗

— Agnetha Faltskog

#film #i #like #sing #something

The titanic effort that has brought liberation to South Africa, and ensured the total liberation of Africa, constitutes an act of redemption for the black people of the world. ↗

— Nelson Mandela

#africa #black #brought #constitutes #effort

I watched Titanic when I got back home from the hospital, and cried. I knew that my IQ had been damaged. ↗

— Stephen King

#been #cried #damaged #got #had

I was born on the day Lincoln was shot and the Titanic sank. ↗

— Pete Rose

#day #i #i was born #lincoln #sank

You know, I auditioned for 'Titanic.' Sometimes I muse on what would have happened. That would have been such a different life. ↗

— Ethan Hawke

#been #different #happened #i #know

There was one titanic guiding light on the film set, and I was in the presence of a true Mahatma, in the deepest and most profound sense of the word. ↗

— Ben Kingsley

#film #film set #guiding #i #light

Things Isabella Wouldn't Care About: - Titanic sinking again. - Metror striking Earth and landing directly on top of world's most innocent panda. - Titanic sinking again and this time the entire crew is puppies. ↗

— Jim Benton

#funny #panda #puppies #titanic #funny

Rose: You have a gift Jack, you do. You see people. Jack: I see you. Rose: And? Jack: You wouldn't have jumped. ↗

— James Cameron

#movies

Rose: But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved ↗

— James Cameron

#movies

I have often perplexed myself over what I saw in Nelle Snyder's aged face at that moment. It was no look of paranoia. It was a look of waiting. Perpetual waiting. That look was to come back to me sixteen years later when I heard Rose's narration at the end of James Cameron's Titanic, with its line about survivors "waiting for an absolution that never came." Yet the waiting I saw in Nelle Snyder's face seemed larger even than a waiting for absolution. It seemed vaster even than Titanic herself. Call it the waiting of the Mother of all Perished Vessels. Or of a Ship of Honeymoon Dreams perchance, with a passenger list spanning all humanity, that once proudly sailed but was lost, aeons ago, and sank to a dark, unreachable abode where nothing whatsoever can be grasped about her except her perplexing power still to haunt us. ↗

— James Glaeg

#age