We watch them grow, with sadness and amazement and fear. We have stepped away, but not entirely away. They know this. They sense it. We are no longer here, but we are not yet gone. And we will be like that for the rest of their lives. We watch, and t...
What a horrible feeling that is, to know that if the disease [AIDS] had primarily affected PTA presidents, or priests, or white teenage girls, the epidemic would have been ended years earlier, and tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of li...
Knowing that everything comes to an end is a gift of experience, a consolation gift for knowing that we ourselves are coming to an end. Before we get it we live in a continuous present, and imagine the future as more of that present. Happiness is end...
Older boys were allowed to beat younger ones at my 15th-century English boarding school, and every boy had to run a five-mile annual steeplechase through the sludge and rain of an October day, as horses do. We wrote poems in dead languages and recite...
Only a few short years ago, the average stay-at-home mom spent her relaxation time reading Jackie Collins and staring at the pool boy. Now, half of them are outselling Jackie Collins writing porn about the pool boy. The other half are writing reviews...
We had the boy's name picked out, but we didn't have a girl's. When he turned out to be a boy, we were so relieved. Literally, in the middle of contracting and pushing, and with my wife being drugged - out and half - lucid, we were still coming up wi...
My mother was gentle and warm. She was the sort of person you could really open up to. I was the eldest and her only boy, so I guess I was treated differently. She did bring me up as a Catholic, and at one time I was an altar boy, but I lost my faith...
This cave is so dark I can't see any of you in your ninja outfits." "Sorry." the boys said and they peeled off their outfits and left them in a pile. The boys left Mollie's mask on because she looked awesome and mysterious, but she pulled it off anyw...
I was the little French boy who grew up hearing people talk of De Gaulle and the Resistance. France against the Nazis! Then when that boy grew up, he began to uncover things. We began to legitimately ask the question, 'What exactly did our parents do...
Otto Meyer: Hey, wait a minute! I can't cross here. You said the main road. This is Niagara Falls. All right, look. You're a little boy. You wanna be a big boy? Which way to the main road?
[Chabert is dragging a boy off for punishment] Clément Mathieu: What are you doing? Chabert: He stole my watch. From my room. Clément Mathieu: Where are you taking him? Chabert: Dungeon. Clément Mathieu: Wait! Chabert: Why? [Chabert and the boy di...
Django: Hey, white boy! [pause] Django: I said, "hey, white boy!" The LeQuint Dickey Mining Co. Employee: Shut up, black! You ain't got nothing to say I wanna hear! Django: How would you like to make $11,000?
[standing over Franky's body] Bad Boy Lincoln: What has he got a tea cozy on his head for? Sol: [sarcastic] To keep his head warm. Bad Boy Lincoln: Well, what's the matter with him? Vinny: He's been shot in the face, Lincoln. I would've thought that ...
Diane: You can't stay in here all day dreaming about heroin and Ziggy Pop. Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: It's Iggy Pop. Diane: Whatever. I mean, the guy's dead anyway. Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Iggy Pop's not dead. He toured last year!
'Dear Mr. Henshaw' came about because two different boys from different parts of the country asked me to write a book about a boy whose parents were divorced, and so I wrote 'Dear Mr. Henshaw,' and it won the Newbery, and I was - it's been very popul...
Bad boys do get the girls.
I'm a good Catholic boy.
At 18, I was attracted to bad boys.
By the time I was ten, everyone knew I wanted to be a producer. I was a very precocious little boy.
My heart and soul is still music.
All children need their fathers, but boys especially need fathers to teach them how to be men.
