As soon as we are alone,...inner chaos opens up in us. This chaos can be so disturbing and so confusing that we can hardly wait to get busy again. Entering a private room and shutting the door, therefore, does not mean that we immediatel;y shut ou al...
Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid ...
But even though our old home had physically seen better days, I knew in that moment that we had taken the soul of that house with us to our new home. And as I branched out and left our small town, I'd taken all the best bits of home life - the essenc...
When a man is happy enough to win the affections of a sweet girl, who can soothe his cares with crochet, and respond to all his most cherished ideas with beaded urn-rugs and chair-covers in German wool, he has, at least, a guarantee of domestic comfo...
...I have this one nasty habit. Makes me hard to live with. I write... ...writing is antisocial. It's as solitary as masturbation. Disturb a writer when he is in the throes of creation and he is likely to turn and bite right to the bone... and not ev...
The perfect being, huh? There is no such thing as perfect in this world. That may sound cliché, but it’s the truth. The average person admires perfection and seeks to obtain it. But, what’s the point of achieving perfection? There is none. Nothi...
There is no great religion without a great schism. All of them have it. And that's because you're dealing with something called faith. And faith is not something you can prove; faith is personal opinion. Uh, when you're dealing with something with ce...
For so long, maybe all my life, I thought only a house could make you whole. I thought I was nothing without an interesting address. I thought I was only as good as my color scheme, my drawer pulls, my floors....it's the knowledge that a house can be...
When he came home early, he was dreary. There, he'd sit by the fireplace, his worn hands gripping the newspaper a bit too tight, his eyes held to it, unseeing, towards the words, the meaningless grouping of letters on that newspaper. The fire would c...
I'm an Atheist. I don't believe in God, Gods, Godlets or any sort of higher power beyond the universe itself, which seems quite high and powerful enough to me. I don't believe in life after death, channeled chat rooms with the dead, reincarnation, te...
I like Saturdays. They are my best thinking days. It is my day to try to find that one special thought that turns into an idea that I remember forever and becomes a part of who I am, like a freckle or a finger or an ear. Even before I open my eyes I ...
For his lunch break, Alex decided to sit outside for a smoke. There was no break room to speak of, just a backdoor that led to a neglected parking lot and an old payphone. There was an upturned crate by the door used to hold the door open or to sit o...
Clarice Starling: Catherine Martin? Catherine Martin: Yes? Clarice Starling: FBI! You're safe! Catherine Martin: Safe? Shit! Get me outta here! Clarice Starling: You're all right, Catherine. Now, where is he? Catherine Martin: How the fuck should I k...
Korben Dallas: We need to find the leader, Mangalores won't fight without the leader. Aknot: One more shot, and we start killing hostages! Korben Dallas: That's the leader. Aknot: Send someone to negotiate. Fog: [as Dallas looks at him] Uh, I-I've ne...
Ash: [Mr. Fox has just lost his tail in the shooting] It'll grow back, won't it? Kylie: Tails don't grow back. Ash: Tails don't grow back? Kylie: Uh-uh. 'Cept for lizards. Mr. Fox: Tails don't grow back. I'm gonna be tail-less for the rest of my life...
Raoul Duke: When I came to, the general back-alley ambience of the suite was so rotten, so incredibly foul. How long had I been lying there? All these signs of violence. What had happened? There was evidence in this room of excessive consumption of a...
[the Ghostbusters exit the elevator. Dr. Egon Spengler charges his proton pack] Dr Ray Stantz: Come on. [Chambermaid enters Hallway/corridor from Hotel Room] Dr Ray Stantz: [Ray and Egon shout and blast her cart with proton beams] Dr. Peter Venkman: ...
Harry: [timidly] What're you doin', Marv? Marv: [looking at Buzz's tarantula at rest on Harry; whispering warningly] Harry, don't move! Harry: [questioningly] Maaarv? Marv: [a little loudly at first, then to a whisper, then attempts to kill the taran...
Lucius: Honey? Honey: What? Lucius: Where's my super suit? Honey: What? Lucius: Where - is - my - super - suit? Honey: I, uh, put it away. [helicopter explodes outside] Lucius: *Where*? Honey: *Why* do you *need* to know? Lucius: I need it! [Lucius r...
Ray Arnold: Um... It's OK. [looking at one of the computers in the control room] Ray Arnold: Look, see that. It's on. It worked. Dr. Ian Malcolm: What... what do you mean, it worked? Everything's still off. Ray Arnold: Well, maybe the shutdown trippe...
King George VI: Logue, we can't stay here all day. Lionel Logue: Yes, we can. King George VI: Logue. Lionel Logue: I need to wait for the right moment. King George VI: Logue, you're being a coward. Lionel Logue: You're damn right. King George VI: Get...
