The pain and the sadness that you encounter when you lose something important is only a mix of one emotion: guilt. When you feel it once, you learn from it. When you live it twice, you mourn in silence. But if you experience it thrice, you will break...
M. Gustave: The beginning of the end of the end of the beginning has begun. A sad finale played off-key on a broken-down saloon piano in the outskirts of a forgotten ghost town. I'd rather not bear witness to such blasphemy. Zero: Me neither. M. Gust...
Margaret Bourke-White: [interviewing Ba in prison] Is it hard, being separated this way? Kasturba Gandhi: Yes. But we see each other in the day. Margaret Bourke-White: But not at night? Kasturba Gandhi: In Hindu philosophy the way to God is to free y...
Oracle: I'd ask you to sit down, but, you're not going to anyway. And don't worry about the vase. Neo: What vase? [Neo turns to look for a vase, and as he does, he knocks over a vase of flowers, which shatters on the floor] Oracle: That vase. Neo: I'...
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: I am a scientist, not a philosopher! You have more chance of reanimating this scalpel than you have of mending a broken nervous system! Medical Student: But what about your grandfather's work, sir? Dr. Frederick Frankenste...
[after a dispute has broken out between Haise and Swigert] Jim Lovell: All right, we're not doing this, gentlemen. We are *not* doing this. We're not going to go bouncing off the walls for ten minutes, 'cause we're just going to end up back here with...
Mortimer Brewster: [on the telephone] Yes, operator, I'd like the Happy Dale Sanatorium, Happy Dale, New York. Come on, operator, what's taking so long? They're just across the river. I could swim it faster! No, I don't want the Happy Dale Laundry. I...
Ennis Del Mar: Tent don't look right. Jack Twist: [pauses from playing the harmonica] Well, it ain't goin' nowhere. Let it be. Ennis Del Mar: That harmonica don't sound quite right either. Jack Twist: That's 'cause it got kinda flattened when that ma...
When you don't have something anymore, you learn to live without it." That's what my dad told me that first night after he found me sleeping inside a closet underneath a pile of my mom's clothes. All the different smells of her were still there and t...
Live with a steady superiority over life-don't be afraid of misfortune, and do not yearn after happiness; it is, after all, all the same: the bitter doesn't last forever, and the sweet never fills the cup to overflowing. It is enough if you don't fre...
He likes a day in the studio to end, he says, "when my knees are all skinned up and my pants are wet and my hair's off to one side and I feel like I've been in the foxhole all day. I don't think comfort is good for music. It's good to come out with s...
The soul, Daffy says, is not necessarily where the heart is.
Sedona is beautiful, but your soul is even more beautiful.
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
The heart apparently doesn’t stop that easily.
The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to untie.
The heart is the toughest part of the body. Tenderness is in the hands.
I don't work in places with papier-mâché and cellophane hearts.
The heart of a person only beats when it's surrounded by blood, by family.
If you are not realizing your desires, you are not desiring in faith with all your heart.
