[first lines] Patrick Kenzie: I always believed it was the things you don't choose that makes you who you are. Your city, your neighborhood, your family. People here take pride in these things, like it was something they'd accomplished. The bodies ar...
Brick Pollitt: Why'd you let Mama buy all this stuff? Harvey 'Big Daddy' Pollitt: The human animal is a beast that must die. If he's got money, he buys and buys and buys everything he can, in the crazy hope one of those things will be life-everlastin...
Big Evil: That's when we fucking graduate. We fucking get the upgrade right now. Not fucking gonna be little fucking paisas no fucking more. Right? That's what we're gonna do. Demon: I'm with you. Big Evil: They want to come into our fucking hood and...
I call Washington 'the city of the perishable.'
I don't like Moscow. It's not my city.
I've always been drawn to city skylines.
Nature is a petrified magic city.
We're producing spaces that accommodate human activity. And what I'm interested in is not the styling of that, but the relationship of that as it enhances that activity. And that directly connects to ideas of city-making.
Los Angeles can be a really sad city.
I love street races; there's something about racing in the middle of a city.
Simplicity, is the best city to live in...
Dreams set the bar for what we hope and expect out of life; they ultimately become incredibly accurate predictors of who we will eventually become. Dream big and you will achieve big things. Dream small and expect small results. It is not that big dr...
I think it's your bosoms." Rand Surveyed him critically. "The dress wouldn't be as tight if they weren;t so large. I think your bosoms are too big." Alexei looked down at his overstuffed chest. "Can bosoms ever be too big?" Not real bosoms perhaps, b...
Margaret "Maggie" Pollitt: This is a deliberate campaign to ruin Brick! Mae Pollitt: He don't need no help. Margaret "Maggie" Pollitt: [crying] And for the most sordid reasons on earth! Greed! Avarice and greed! Ida 'Big Momma' Pollitt: Margaret, dar...
Blue Stanton: [begins to silently sing, gradually getting lowder] 'Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough, ain't... Big Ju: [slaps Blue's arm] Blue. Shut up. I don't want to see your smilin' and shuff in' and hear ...
Billy Ray Valentine: [Billy Ray is in jail] I wish my bitches would get here. I ain't got time to be sitting in this cell with you. Even Bigger Black Guy: Where are your bitches, Mr. Big-Time Pimp? Big Black Guy: Yeah! Billy Ray Valentine: [to cellma...
Then it suddenly and theatrically began to clean itself in the way cats do when they want you to know what a big deal you aren't.
This coming from the god who zinged Guinevere and Lancelot while King Arthur was away slaying dragons.
Man’s mind is a coast of great monuments, the source of wild and complex dreams and accomplishments that physical eyes have not seen.
Whatever is difficult for you become easy if you take a bite of it every day. Try again and again!
Building up a dream is like building a room; the foundation must be deep, strong, firm and dependable.
