Charlie: You got me a present? Sam: After all your help on my Penn State application? Of course I did. Open it! [Charlie opens it to see a typewriter] Charlie: I don't know what to say. Sam: You don't have to say anything.
[first lines] Narrator: It was 1947, two years after the war, when I began my journey to what my father called the Sodom of the north, New York. They called me Stingo, which was the nick name I was known by in those days, if I was called anything at ...
Elinor Dashwood: You have no confidence in me. Marianne: This reproach from you. You who confide in no-one. Elinor Dashwood: I have nothing to tell. Marianne: Nor I. Neither of us have anything to tell. I because I conceal nothing and you because you...
Lenore: I don't get you. Bryan: What? Lenore: You sacrificed our marriage to the service of the country, you've made a mess of your life in the service of your country, can't you sacrifice a little one time for your own daughter? Bryan: I would sacri...
Verbal: It didn't make sense that I'd be there. I mean, these guys were hard-core hijackers, but there I was. At that point I wasn't scared, I knew I hadn't done anything they could do me for. Besides, it was fun. I got to make like I was notorious.
[last lines] [using English subtitles] Homer, the aged poet: [in German] Tell me of the men, women, and children who will look for me - me, their storyteller, their bard, their choirmaster - because they need me more than anything in the world. Homer...
Danny: Has he just been busted? Marwood: No. Danny: Then why's he wearing that old suit? Withnail: Old suit? This suit was cut by Hawkes of Savile Row. Just because the best tailoring you've ever seen is above your fucking appendix doesn't mean anyth...
Blanche: [Upon hanging up the phone after discovering Jane is right behind her] That... that was... Jane: I know who it was! Blanche: No, Jane, it really was! Jane: And I know what you're trying to do! Blanche: I... I'm not trying to do anything, hon...
Tom Conlon: I'm serious. We train. That's it. I don't wanna hear a word about anything but training, you understand? You wanna tell your war stories, you can take 'em down to the VFW. You can take 'em to a meeting, or church, or wherever the hell it ...
Professor Isak Borg: What is the punishment? Sten Alman: The punishment? Well, I guess it'll be the usual. Professor Isak Borg: The usual? Sten Alman: Yes. The punishment is loneliness. Professor Isak Borg: Is there no way out? Sten Alman: Don't ask ...
Rachel Lapp: I should tell you this kind of coat doesn't have buttons. See? Hooks and eyes. John Book: Something wrong with buttons? Rachel Lapp: Buttons are proud and vain, not plain. John Book: Got anything against zippers? Rachel Lapp: Are you mak...
Cyclops: All right, we can insert here at the George Washington Bridge, come around the bank just off of Manhattan, land on the far side of Liberty Island, here. Wolverine: What about harbor patrol, radar? Cyclops: If they have anything that can pick...
Sergeant Windridge: Owen! Pte. Owen: Yes, Sergeant? Sergeant Windridge: You've got a voice haven't you? Pte. Owen: Yes, baritone, Sergeant. Sergeant Windridge: Well get up on that hill and sing out if you see anything. You too. And take your bandook,...
I learned mainly through television, but I learned how to do mosaic, where you can buy stones or things of that nature. But also where you bust the tile to decorate pots for flowers or table tops. Lots of different things. Wherever you want it, you c...
In the military I could exercise the power of being automatically respected because of the medals on my chest, not because I had done anything right at the moment to earn that respect. This is pretty nice. It's also a psychological trap that can stop...
I did not move into developing or processing color. I stayed with black and white. I still think to this day that I prefer to work in black and white if it has to do with poetry or anything other than specific reality. I have worked in color when I t...
I think that issues of gender have been discussed widely at Harvard. But I think I was chosen clearly on the merits, and I wish to operate as president on the merits. I think, on one level, we might say that I can affirm that women have the aptitude ...
Reading was my hobby, my sport and my activity of choice. It was the prime pleasure of my days, an unfailing escape from whatever realities were distressing me, and the only source of pride I knew, other vanities lying beyond my grasp. I couldn't do ...
I am much more wired to be an athlete than anything else. I understand the 'hard work = payoff' equation in sports. I run marathons and I box. And that's my Puerto Rican flag hanging in Freddie Roach's Wild Card Boxing gym. I gave it to him. My last ...
I was writing full time after quitting a job as a high school English teacher, and I hadn't been able to sell anything, and my bank account was down to zero, and all of my friends were like 'What are you doing in the basement, when are you going to g...
I used to think I was ugly. I thought I looked like a camel. A person who doesn't love themselves, they will see anything that pops up on their face. I've seen squirrels, I've seen a bird, and I've seen all kinds of animals on my face. But that is th...
