#wicked

Somebody with Debbie Reynolds' features doesn't get cast as the Wicked Witch. ↗

— Alan Rickman

#debbie #features #get #reynolds #somebody

The doctor sees all the weakness of mankind; the lawyer all the wickedness, the theologian all the stupidity. ↗

— Arthur Schopenhauer

#doctor #lawyer #mankind #sees #stupidity

Keyholes are the occasions of more sin and wickedness, than all other holes in this world put together. ↗

— Laurence Sterne

#more #occasions #other #put #sin

I genuinely liked all of the cast members very much. Steve had a wicked sense of humor. I remember Russell coming to my rescue, once. I watched Eric evolve before everyone's eyes. Maurice loved what he did, so. He treated his character with respect, down to the costuming. ↗

— Madeleine Stowe

#cast #cast members #character #coming #did

If you wish to draw off the people from a bad or wicked custom, you must beat up for a march; you must make an excitement, do something that everybody will notice. ↗

— Lewis Tappan

#beat #custom #draw #everybody #excitement

I believe that Clinton is the most wicked and vile President that this nation has ever had. ↗

— Randall Terry

#clinton #ever #had #i #i believe

It wasn't the greatest script in the world, but not many people can say they've played a wicked king in a swashbuckling Arthurian special-effects monster movie. ↗

— David Thewlis

#king #many #monster #movie #people

If he took her into his arms, he would keep her. He wouldn't let her suffer the way the other mortals had when he'd left them. He would keep her, with his court's permission or without it. Irial wouldn't take her, and Keenan wouldn't stand between them. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#dream #leslie #niall #wicked-lovely #dreams

To what shall we compare our fragile life? Life is like a speck of dust that alights upon a surface. It remains there, unmoved, until a draft threatens it. When a breeze comes it holds on till the last. Finally, a gust of wind comes and it is blown asunder. That is how fragile life is, like a speck of dust blown to nothingness. ↗

— Paul Worthington

#goodbye #grandma-s-secret #melted-dreams #wicked-turn #dreams

What had survived - maybe all that had survived of Trism - was Liir's sense of him. A catalog of impressions that arose from time to time, unbidden and often upsetting. From the sandy smell of his sandy hair to the locked grip of his muscles as they had wrestled in sensuous aggression - unwelcome nostalgia. Trism lived in Liir's heart like a full suit of clothes in a wardrobe, dress habillards maybe, hollow and real at once. The involuntary memory of the best of Trism's glinting virtues sometimes kicked up unquietable spasms of longing. ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#longing #lost-love #love #wicked #love