Because the thing is, it’s like my friend Vicky. She lived with this bloke—student housing, five of them all packed in. And this bloke was called Sean. And she loved him. She did. She completely adored him. Spent all day long talking about him … he never looked at her twice. I mean he liked her. That was it. And she wasted years pining after him. Years of her life. ‘Cause while he was around she never looked at anyone else. And I told her, I always said to her, time and time again, I said, “Get out.” So this is me, getting out.
↳ Somewhere, in some town, there really are the best waffles in the world. So delicious and rich and golden brown that anyone who tasted them would decide never to leave that town. Somewhere, those waffles exist. Why can’t it be here?
Colin: I was telling Bradley about it and I just thought it was hilarious, and I was just talking about that moment in Hot Rod where that song You’re The Voice comes up. And I was going ‘what’s that song, you’re the voice…’, and he was like ‘yeah I know that song!’ And for literally the whole morning he started singing it and then the whole crew were singing it. And then it sorta escalated, didn’t it? So yeah, that’s the origins of You’re The Voice. Anthony: But Bradley never sings on set. Colin: Never… Anthony: Never, no. He’s very shy and retiring…
“And thus it was. A fourth age of middle-earth began. And the fellowship of the ring… though eternally bound by friendship and love… was ended. Thirteen months to the day since Gandalf sent us on our long journey… we found ourselves looking upon a familiar sight. We were home. How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on… when in your heart you begin to understand… there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend… some hurts that go too deep… that have taken hold. Bilbo once told me his part in this tale would end… that each of us must come and go in the telling. Bilbo’s story was now over. There would be no more journeys for him… save one. My dear Sam. You cannot always be torn in two. You will have to be one and whole for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be and to do. Your part in the story will go on.”
“ I’m in my wedding dress; it doesn’t have pockets. Who has pockets? Have you ever seen a bride with pockets? When I went to my fitting at Chez Alison, the one thing I forgot to say was “Give me pockets”! ”