Susan Vance: You mean you want *me* to go home? David Huxley: Yes. Susan Vance: You mean you don't want me to help you any more? David Huxley: No. Susan Vance: After all the fun we've had? David Huxley: Yes. Susan Vance: And after all the things I've...
David Huxley: My bone. It's rare. It's precious. What did you do with it? Susan Vance: The bone! David Huxley: Susan, you had it. Give it to me. Susan Vance: No, I haven't got it. David Huxley: Did you carry it somewhere? Susan Vance: No, David. Why ...
David Huxley: [Susan is collecting pebbles] Susan, what are you doing? Susan Vance: Pebbles. David Huxley: Pebbles? What for? Susan Vance: Well, I've heard that if you throw pebbles up against a window, the people think it's hail and then they come a...
What is Aldous capable of?" "Aldous is two thousands years old. He's capable of anything." "Aldous Nix is two thousands years old?" "So, I've heard. He doesn't invite me to his birthday parties.
[last lines] Susan Vance: Oh, David, can you ever forgive me? David Huxley: I... I... I... Susan Vance: You can! And you still love me. David Huxley: Susan, that... that... Susan Vance: You do. Oh, David. David Huxley: Oh, dear. Oh, my.
I am too much of a skeptic to deny the possibility of anything.
David Huxley: So if you don't mind, Susan, I'll see Mr. Peabody alone, and unarmed. Susan Vance: Without me? David Huxley: Yes, without you, and *definitely* without you.
In fact a favourite problem of is—Given the molecular forces in a mutton chop, deduce Hamlet or Faust therefrom. He is confident that the Physics of the Future will solve this easily.
David Huxley: You don't understand: this is *my* car! Susan Vance: You mean *this* is your car? *Your* golf ball? *Your* car? Is there anything in the world that doesn't belong to you? David Huxley: Yes, thank heaven, YOU!
[David and Susan have just discovered that Baby is missing] David Huxley: Now don't lose your head, Susan. Susan Vance: My what? David Huxley: Don't lose your head! Susan Vance: I've got my head, I've lost my leopard!
David Huxley: Susan, is there any way to cross this stream? Susan Vance: Oh, surely it's shallow. We can wade across. [they both walk into the stream, then fall in after the floor drops off] David Huxley: Oh, Susan... Susan Vance: The riverbed's chan...
Mr. Gogarty: [Gogarty, David, and Susan are in jail] Miss Susan! How'd you get here? David Huxley: Influence. Susan Vance: Don't worry, Gogarty, I'll get you out. David Huxley: Oh, sure. Look, she got me out.
David Huxley: First you drop an olive, and then I sit on my hat. It all fits perfectly. Susan Vance: Oh, yes, but you can't do that trick without dropping some of the olives; it takes practice. David Huxley: What, to sit on my hat? Susan Vance: No, t...
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Susan Vance: [watching George the dog dig up what they think is David's dinosaur bone] Oh, look, David, a boot. David Huxley: [angrily] A boot. [picks it up and makes like he's going to swing with it] Susan Vance: Don't hit George, David. David Huxle...
Susan Vance: [Susan realizes that she has torn the back of her dress] Don't just stand there. Do something! Do something! Oh my goodness! Well, get behind me. David Huxley: I *am* behind you. Susan Vance: Well, get closer. David Huxley: I can't *get*...
In what appears to have been an unplanned quip, Wilberforce asked Huxley if he thought he was descended from an ape on his father's or mother's side. Huxley retorted that he would rather have simian relatives than claim kinship with a man who used hi...
Sit down before fact as a little child, be prepared to give up every preconceived notion, follow humbly wherever and to whatever abysses nature leads, or you shall learn nothing. I have only begun to learn content and peace of mind since I have resol...
Susan Vance: Oh, I'm caught on something - David, help me, will you? David Huxley: Oh, no. That's poison ivy. Susan Vance: I bet you wouldn't treat Miss Swallow this way. David Huxley: I bet Miss Swallow knows poison ivy when she sees it. Susan Vance...
For these two years I have been gravitating towards doctrines, and since the publication of your primula paper with accelerated velocity. By about this time next year I expect to have shot past you, and to find you pitching into me for being more Dar...
David Huxley: [on the phone] Yes, I did see Mr. Peabody, but I didn't see him. Well that is, I didn't see him really. Yes, I spoke to him twice, but I didn't talk to him. Alice Swallow: But David, I don't understand. Did you see him or didn't you ? D...
