Decades would pass. A few short sections would be formed in time into strangely resurrected, trunkless legs-tourist sites, sacred sites, national sites. For the line was broken, as all lines finally are; it was on longing for meaning and hope, but th...
SCREW CHILDREN! That's the mantra of the world. Instead of burying them with a national debt, shoving them in shitty schools, drugging them if they don't comply, hitting them, yelling at them, indoctrinating them with religion and statism and patriot...
That's the paradox: the only time most people feel alive is when they're suffering, when something overwhelms their ordinary, careful armour, and the naked child is flung out onto the world. That's why the things that are worst to undergo are best to...
My sister compares her body to a junkyard and I find bits of scrap metal beneath her bed from boys who bury promises in her belly. Maybe love ruins you a little bit. Maybe we don’t care. We are so young to hate everything so much. Can recite the pe...
And hoops, like rings aflame set to jump through for a world fit for someone else The cold harsh feel of steel on skin, the unloved touch of an industry used to deprave all mankind of its creativity and cast us out as a solider of fortune. Working to...
He was looking for immensity. His life was hopelessly small, everything surrounding him was nondescript and gray. And death is absolute; it is indivisible and indissoluble. The presence of the girl was pathetic (a few caresses and a lot of meaningles...
Every story is a ride to some place and time other than here and now. Buried in an armchair, reclined on a couch, prostrate on your bed, or glued to your desk, you can go places and travel through time.
In order to have a charismatic leader, you have to have a charismatic program. Because if you have a charismatic program, then if you can read you can lead. When the leader gets killed while you're reading from page 13 of your charismatic program, yo...
My dreams are going through their death flurries. I thought they were all safely buried, but sometimes they stir in their grave, making my heartstrings twinge. I mean no particular dream, you understand, but the whole radiant flock of them together�...
[Lewis and Drew are arguing about whether to bury the dead mountain man] Drew: It is a matter of the law! Lewis: The law! Ha! The law! What law? WHERE'S THE LAW, DREW? HUH? [sarcastically] Lewis: You believe in democracy, don't you? Drew: Yes, I do. ...
Mama Fratelli: Now tell me where your other little friends are. Chunk: [crying] The fireplace. Mama Fratelli: Don't lie to me! Chunk: Honest. We went over to Mikey's dads place and we found this map that said that underneath this place there's buried...
Tauriel: [Thranduil arrives at the top of Ravenhill to find Tauriel crying over Kili's body] They want to bury him. Thranduil: Yes. Tauriel: If this is love, I do not want it. Take it away, please. Why does it hurt so much? Thranduil: Because it was ...
[last title card] Title card: The nameless warrior was executed as an assassin but buried as a hero. The King of Qin went on to conquer all of the six Kingdoms and unite the country. As China's first Emperor he completed the Great Wall to protect his...
Sara: [points her gun at the sugar cane field] Listen up, fucker! I have shot and buried three vagrants in the past year! So I don't care what hobo sob story you've got. I get a dozen a week, pal. It cuts no cash for me. But if you show your face her...
Royal: [laying some flowers on the grave of his mother - Helen O'Reilly Tenenbaum, 1899-1954] She was a tough old broad, wasn't she? Chas: I wouldn't know. Excuse me. [he starts to head off with his sons Ari and Uzi to visit their mother's grave] Roy...
Lisa: The last thing Mrs. Thorwald would leave behind would be her wedding ring. Stella, do you ever leave yours at home? Stella: The only way somebody would get that would be to chop off my - finger. Let's go down to the garden and find out what's b...
Moses: Would you bury the old woman alive in a tomb of rock? Yochabel: Wise and noble One, It caught. I have not the strength to free myself. Moses: Your shoulders should not bear a burden, old woman. Yochabel: The Lord has renewed my strength and li...
Damien: Give me your letters, Chris. [Damien holds out his hand. Chris just looks at him] Damien: Give me your letters, Chris! Chris: I didn't know what to write. And Mam can't read. [Damien lets his hand fall, sighs] Chris: Just tell her I love her....
I suppose I've always done my share of crying, especially when there's no other way to contain my feelings. I know that men ain't supposed to cry, but I think that's wrong. Crying's always been a way for me to get things out which are buried deep, de...
[Margo is getting drunk at the party] Bill Sampson: Many of your guests have been wondering when they may be permitted to view the body. Where has it been laid out? Margo Channing: It hasn't been laid out, we haven't finished with the embalming. As a...
I went to my dresser, turned the lamp off, and crawled into bed. I was taking a chance but I couldn't help slipping in behind Tweet and draping my arm around her waist. She placed her hand on top of mine and squeezed it slightly. I buried my nose in ...
