I looked over at Augustus Waters, who looked back at me. You could almost see through his eyes they were so blue. "There will come a time," I said, "when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining t...
Frank Booth: Don't be a good neighbor to her. I'll send you a love letter, Frank Booth: [shouting] straight from my heart, fucker! You know what a love letter is? It's a bullet from a fucking gun, fucker! You receive a love letter from me, you're fuc...
[first lines] Radio announcer: It's a sunny, woodsy day in Lumberton, so get those chainsaws out. This is the mighty W.O.O.D., the musical voice of Lumberton. At the sound of the falling tree, it's 9:30. There's a whole lotta wood waitin' out there, ...
[Blue has been shot] Cop 1: Jesus Christ! What gun? He's got a fucking hero sandwich here. Cop 2: What do you want? It's pitch black. It's tinfoil. It looked like a gun! Cop 1: You moron! I'll be doing paperwork for two months because of you and this...
[last lines] Jack Crabb: Well, that's the story of this old Indian fighter. That's the story of the Human Beings, who was promised land where they could live in peace. Land that would be theirs as long as grass grow, wind blow, and the sky is blue. H...
Rusty Griswold: Dad, this is not the car you ordered! Clark: Settle down Russ. Let me handle this. Ed, uh... this is not the car I ordered. I distinctly ordered the Antartic Blue Super Sports Wagon with the C.B. and optional rally fun pack. Ed, the c...
[putting his dead friend on a horse and sending him into the enemy camp] Josey Wales: This boy was brought up in a time of blood and dying and never questioned a bit of it. He never turned his back on his folks or his kind. I rode with him... and I g...
Harry Goldfarb: [Harry has just found out that Sara is on diet pills] Does he give you pills? Sara Goldfarb: Of course he gives me pills. He's a doctor! Harry Goldfarb: What kind of pills? Sara Goldfarb: Oh... erm... a blue one, a purple one... and a...
Blue Stanton: Five, Six, Five Six Seven Eight! Team: [Echoed] Everywhere we go -Everywhere we go-, people wanna know -people wanna know-, who we are -who we are-, so we tell them -so we tell them- We Are The Titans! -We Are The Titans!- The Mighty Mi...
Royal: I've always been considered an asshole for about as long as I can remember. That's just my style. But I'd really feel blue if I didn't think you were going to forgive me. Henry Sherman: I don't think you're an asshole, Royal. I just think you'...
Wallace Wells: You doing okay there? Scott Pilgrim: Yeah, good, good, good. She changed her hair. Wallace Wells: So, it looks nice blue! Scott Pilgrim: Yeah I know, but she did it without making a big deal out of it or anything... She's fickle, impul...
[deleted scene] Charles Xavier: [to Raven] You'd be giving Trask exactly what he wants, a reason for humanity to fear and hate us... Raven: You think they need a reason? [turns blue] Raven: Do you honestly think they'll ever be able to see me like th...
Enzo: ...So, between Mamma, Roberto and Alfredo, we yell and scream at each other all day long. Except for Angelica, she just cries. And then finally, we all end up kissing. Can you explain that to me? Because *that's* what love is all about. It's a ...
Jacques: Why're you always talkin'? Y'know- you think that other people are interested in what you're talkin' about? I'M not interested, and other people aren't either! So just STOP talkin', because other people have other things to say y'know! You u...
Emma: Enjoying philosophy? Adèle: [laughs] I love it. It's incredibly enriching. Very interesting. Very deep. Orgasm precedes essence. Emma: Your grade better be good. Adèle: Give me a grade. Emma: Fourteen. Adèle: Fourteen? Just fourteen? Emma: [...
Jack Twist: Ever notice how a woman'll powder her nose before a party starts, and the powder it again when the party's over? Why powder your nose just to go home to bed? Randall Malone: Don't know. Even if I wanted to know, couldn't get a word in wit...
As the rain hides the stars, as the autumn mist hides the hills, as the clouds veil the blue of the sky, so the dark happenings of my lot hide the shining of Your face from me. Yet, if I may hold Your hand in the darkness, it is enough. Since I know ...
As Borges himself showed us in so many stories — "The Aleph", "The Garden of Forking Paths", "The Gift", "Blue Tigers", "Shakespeare's Memory" — a blessing is always a mixed blessing. As Borges noted sadly, he inherited a library, and blindness; ...
My mother's death changed the alchemy of food. Holidays run together now like ungrooved rivers. I forget what they are for. I buy bakery goods. They look dead under the blue lights. I don't do anything the way she taught me but I get fat. I don't loo...
It is still news to her that passion could steer her wrong though she went down, a thousand times strung out across railroad tracks, off bridges under cars, or stiff glass bottle still in hand, hair soft on greasy pillows, still it is news she cannot...
Thinking has a quiet skin. But I feel the and of things inside it. Blue hills most gentle in calm light, then stretches of assail And ransack. Such tangles of charred wreckage, shrapnel-bits Singling and singeing where they fall. I feel the stumbling...
