A long time ago, when all the grandfathers and grandmothers of today were little boys and little girls or very small babies, or perhaps not even born, Pa and Ma and Mary and Laura and Baby Carrie left their little house in the Big Woods of Wisconsin.
I loved the time I got to spend in Denver. My boys, Arin and Ryan, were growing up. I got to spend time with them without being pried upon. There was no public scrutiny. I was free and could take them to the supermarket or to the park without being n...
We should abolish 'work.' By that I mean abolishing the distinction between work and leisure, one of the greatest mistakes of the last century, one that enables employers to keep workers in lousy jobs by granting them some leisure time.
Old Mr.: Boy, you goin' let this ol' nappy-headed girl cuss you out like that? You sittin' at the head of your own dinner table and actin' like the waiter!
Sofia: [after telling Celie she knows how she feels] Oh... Sofia home, now. Sofia home. Things is gonna be changin' around here. Pass me them peas, boy.
Emily Bates: Beth's mom said the boys' locker room was flooded and they found feces everywhere. Susie Bates: What are feces? Emily Bates: Baby mice. Susie Bates: Aww.
[Lewis and Ed take a wrong turn looking for the river] First Griner: Where you goin' city boy? Lewis: We'll find it. We'll find it. Second Griner: It ain't nothin' but the biggest fuckin' river in the state.
Sheriff Rawlins: Okay boys, gather around here and listen up. We're shuttin' it down, Wyatt Earp's here to mop up. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That's funny. "Wyatt Earp."
Bruce: Now there goes a father. Looking for his little boy. [starts crying] Bruce: I never knew my father! Anchor: Come on, group hug. Chum: We're all mates here, mate.
Boy in Police Station: You wear too much eye makeup. My sister wears too much. People think she's a whore.
Raoul Duke: You scurvy shiester bastard. I'm a doctor of journalism man! Get in there and clean your shorts! Clean your shorts goddammit like a big boy!
Tuddy Cicero: [as Paulie is being arrested] Why don't you boys go down to Wall Street and find some real crooks? Whoever sold you those suits had a wonderful sense of humor.
Pinky: Me and the boys talked it over. We think you're a really straight fellow. M. Gustave: Well, I've never been accused of that before, but I appreciate the sentiment.
Fred Friendly: There's no news, boys, so go out there and make some news. Rob a bank, mug an old lady, whatever - just do something.
Harriet Walsh: [Sirens wailing] Where are my boys? Harriet Walsh, Irving Walsh: Mikey? Brand? Mikey: Hi mom. Hi dad. I guess we're in big shit now right?
Bellatrix Lestrange: The boy... is he dead? Narcissa Malfoy: [Leaning into Harry] Is he alive? Draco, is he alive? Narcissa Malfoy: [after Harry nods] Dead.
Haymitch Abernathy: She's gonna lose it when she finds out about the boy. Plutarch Heavensbee: She'll still cooperate, though. Haymitch Abernathy: Without Peeta? There is no guarantee.
Voldemort: [looking at Cedric's body] Awww, tsk, tsk, tsk... [nudges Cedric's face with his foot] Voldemort: Such a handsome boy. Harry: Don't touch him!
Dalton Russell: [after seeing the boy's violent video game] Finish your slice. I'll take you back to your father. I have to talk to him about this game.
Rory Breaker: Your stupidity may be your one saving grace. Nick the Greek: Uuugh? Rory Breaker: Don't "uuugh" me, Greek boy!
Captain Dudley Smith: Don't start tryin' to do the right thing, boy-o. You haven't the practice.
