Dalton: I'm exercising the right not to walk.
Nolan: Free thinkers at 17?
Neil: I was good. I was really good.
Soz: I told him not to mention the elephant...
Sister Helen Prejean: It's not faith, it's work.
Barbara: Johnny has the keys...
Priest: Dead men tell no lies.
Shaun: Do you want anything from the shop? Ed: Cornetto.
Philip: You got red on you.
[repeated line] Various: You've got red on you.
Shaun: Would anyone like... a peanut?
David: For a hero, you're quite a hypocrite!
[repeated line] Shaun: He's not my Dad, he's my stepdad!
Every society honors its live conformists and its dead troublemakers.
Mainly I make music, and you can do that until you drop dead.
The ocean moans over dead men's bones.
Soldier: Archer! You're a dead man! Danny Archer: Ja, ja.
As soon as tradition has come to be recognized as tradition, it is dead.
SAINT, n. A dead sinner revised and edited.
I want to be buried with a mobile phone, just in case I'm not dead.
ASK NOT IF POETRY IS DEAD, ASK HOW YOU CAN LIVE FOR POETRY.
