Juror #8: Let me ask you this: Do you really think the boy'd shout out a thing like that so the whole neighborhood could hear him? I don't think so - he's much to bright for that. Juror #10: Bright? He's a common ignorant slob. He don't even speak go...
Partygoer: So Tom, what is it that you do? Tom: I uh, I write greeting cards. Summer: Tom could be a really great architect if he wanted to be. Partygoer: That's unusual, I mean, what made you go from one to the other? Tom: I guess I just figured, wh...
Debbie Dunham: I can't see what he's doing. Darn it, I wish I could see. Terry Fields: I can't see anything. I don't wanna see anything. [Debbie walks away] Terry Fields: Just keep him away from me, that's all I want. How do I get into these things? ...
[Paul has no money for a subway token] Paul Hackett: Couldn't you just give me one token, please? Subway Attendant: I can't do that. I may lose my job. [Paul looks around and sees no one else in the station] Paul Hackett: Well, who would know... exac...
Beast: [upon catching Belle in the forbidden west wing] Why did you come here? Belle: I'm-I'm sorry. Beast: I warned you never to COME HERE! Belle: I didn't mean any harm. Beast: [yells] Do you realize what you could have done? [throws a table] Belle...
Natalie: [walks up to Ruth] Oh, I was hoping we could talk. [pauses] Natalie: I wanted to tell you how truly sorry I am [pauses again] Natalie: and if there's ever anything I can ever do... to-to talk with you. [long pause] Natalie: [Ruth hits Natali...
Thumper: Maybe there's a reason you repressed the day some pervert had you in your tighty-whities. [glances at Evan's journals] Thumper: I'd think twice about what you're doing. You could wake up a lot more fucked up than you are now. Evan: More fuck...
The Dude: You thought that Bunny had been kidnapped and you were fuckin' glad, man. You could use it as an excuse to make some money disappear. All you needed was a sap to pin it on! You'd just met me! You human... paraquat! You figured 'Oh, here's a...
Walter Sobchak: Now so far, we have what appears to me to be a series of victimless crimes. The Dude: What about the toe? Walter Sobchak: Forget about the fucking toe! Coffee Shop Waitress: Excuse me, sir. Could you please keep your voices down? This...
Sam Lowry: My name's Lowry. Sam Lowry. I've been told to report to Mr. Warrenn. Porter - Information Retrieval: Thirtieth floor, sir. You're expected. Sam Lowry: Um... don't you want to search me? Porter - Information Retrieval: No sir. Sam Lowry: Do...
Celine: Men go out with me, we break up and then they get married. And later they call me to thank me for teaching them what love is. That I tought them to care and respect women. Jesse: I think I'm one of those guys. Celine: I wanna kill them! Why d...
Connor: We haven't really got a system of deciding who, Roc. It's, uh... Rocco: Me! *Me*! I'm the guy! I know everyone! Their habits, who they hang out with, who they talk to! I've got phone numbers, addresses! I know who they're fucking! I know wher...
Here is the tragedy of theology in its distilled essence: The employment of high-powered human intellect, of genius, of profoundly rigorous logical deduction—studying nothing. In the Middle Ages, the great minds capable of transforming the world di...
You are the trip I did not take, you are the pearls I could not buy, you are my blue Italian lake, you are my piece of foreign sky. You are my Honolulu moon, you are the book I did not write, you are my heart's unuttered tune, you are a candle in my ...
You will not apply my precept," he said, shaking his head. "How often have I said to you that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth? We know that he did not come through the door, the window,...
The Bible was penned by men. The Epistles of Paul were penned by that evangelist salesman and his students, desperate to bring mystery and excitement into a quiet philosophy, turning it into a religion promising the secret of an afterlife, answers to...
To change the world by bullets or ballots was a useless procedure. If the workers ever did get a majority of either, they would have the envy and greed in their hearts and would be chained by these as much as by the chains of the master class. And th...
I could not possibly have been placed in circumstances more highly favorable for study and exploration than those which I now enjoy. I am free from the distractions constantly arising in civilized life from social claims. Nature offers unceasingly th...
I didn't write about my mother much in the third year after she died. I was still trying to get my argument straight: When her friends or our relatives wondered why I was still so hard on her, I could really lay out the case for what it had been like...
Behind all art is an element of desire...Love of life, of existence, love of another human being, love of human beings is in some way behind all art — even the most angry, even the darkest, even the most grief-stricken, and even the most embittered...
I kept glancing at him and away from him, as if his green eyes were hurting me. In modern parlance he was a laser beam. Deadly and delicate he seemed. His victims had always loved him. And I had always loved him, hadn't I, no matter what happened, an...
