Bernadette: Tony, Adam. This is Mr. and Mrs. Spencer. Tick: Hello. Felicia: Hello. [the car drives off leaving them stranded] Felicia: No, wait. Stop! Shit!.
Aboriginal Man: So... You actually make money by dressing up like a woman? Tick: Oh, sure. You can make a fine living in a pair of heels.
Felicia: [to Tick] This is getting too weird. You, and a *woman*? What did she used do for kicks? Put a bucket on your head and swing off the handle?
Cynthia: Me perform for you. Me dance too. Bob: My wife used to be in the, uh... entertainment business. Cynthia: Yeah. You perform here?
Sir Guy of Gisbourne: [during duel with Robin] Do you know any prayers, my friend? Robin Hood: I'll say one for you!
Sir Guy of Gisbourne: You've come to Nottingham once too often! Robin Hood: When this is over, my friend, there'll be no need for me to come again.
Robin Hood: Give way, little man. Little John: Only to a better man than meself. Robin Hood: He stands before you.
Sir Guy of Gisbourne: Let me ram those words down his throat your highness! Prince John: No... later. Let him spout for the moment.
Adventures are to the adventurous. They abound on every side; but only the chosen few have the courage to embrace them. And they will not come to you; you must go out to seek them. Then they meet you half-way, and rush into your arms, for they know t...
Adventure is allowing the unexpected to happen to you. Exploration is experiencing what you have not experienced before. How can there be any adventure, any exploration, if you let somebody else - above all, a travel bureau - arrange everything befor...
But we fall only that we might rise, Alfred. All of us fall; all of us, as you say, screw up. Falling is not important. It is how we get up after the fall that's important.
Male egos require constant stroking. Every task is an achievement, every success epic. That is why women cook, but men are chefs: we make cheese on toast, they produce .
It is practically an axiom in psychiatry that precocious intellect combined with physical weakness can give rise to many unpleasant character traits - avarice, delusions of grandeur , and obsessive masturbation, to name just a few.
think of it.' said Robert Rosenbluth, a doctor whose acquaintance i made at the start of this book. 'no engineer could design something as multifunctional and fine tuned as an anus. to call someone an asshole is really bragging him up.
Maybe the best things are those that take the most work, you know? Maybe how you get somewhere can be at least as important as where you're going.
I should prefer that you do not mention my name at all in connection with this case, as I choose to be only associated with those crimes which present some difficulty in their solution.
My correspondence has certainly the charm of variety, and the humbler are usually the more interesting. This looks like one of those unwelcome social summonses which call upon a man either to be bored or to lie.
He was through with this conversation. As a rule, they tended to avoid questions like "How sane are we?" and "Do our lives have meaning?" The need for avoidance was acute and apparent to both of them.
There was something unmistakably exultant about the mess that Rosa had made. Her bedroom-studio was at once the canvas, journal, museum, and midden of her life. She did not “decorate” it; she infused it.
This was a cruel world she had been born into, all pink and squirming. She'd never wanted to see reality. Now, like the cold, it was impossible to ignore.
After sealing the door, Alqash went to the river to cleanse the blood from his hands and the dagger, and also to wash his hands of the faith that he had forfeited in exchange for short-lived riches.
