Dave Kujan: Of course, I can't prove this. But I can't prove the best part either... Dean Keaton was dead. Did you know that? He died in a fire two years ago during the investigation into the murder of a witness who was going to testify against him. ...
Pike Bishop: You boys want to move on or stay here and give him a... decent burial? Tector Gorch: He was a good man, and I think we oughta bury him. Pike Bishop: He's DEAD! And he's got a lot of good men back there to keep him company! Lyle Gorch: To...
Bullitt: [revealing Johnny Ross' death] I've got him downstairs, under a John Doe. Baker: [stunned] You are sick. Smuggling a dead man out of a hospital, and now two men killed who may have had nothing to do with it? Bullitt: The man I was chasing ki...
Quote from “Unexpected Tales from the Ends of the Earth”: “This is that old well known man, for who I understood that one morning he puts the pistol in his mouth and put the trigger. He is dead right here. But he would never die in that dream. ...
The world, whatever we might think about it terrified by its vastness and by our helplessness in the face of it, embittered by its indifference to individual suffering—of people, animals, and perhaps also plants, for how can we be sure that plants ...
This is who I was, before I was dead. When I cared, when I was relentless.
...it will be a world made not bright but brighter, not clean but cleaner.
...in an infinite universe, anything that could be imagined might somewhere exist.
Rules help us live our lives when we lose the will to do it on our own
If nothing else, a house is a place to keep books in.
I have always noticed that these artists and writers are very unbalanced
You catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.
Actually, watching television and surfing the Internet are really excellent practice for being dead.
You don't think I'm going to deflower you under your father's roof, do you?
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
A word aptly uttered or written cannot be cut away by an axe.
Things die. But they don't always stay dead. Believe me, I know.
Yep those are goosebumps. Or a bad case of arm acne. Or as I call it, armcne.
And in that fraction of a second before anything actually happened, Santino Corleone knew he was a dead man.
Stories change us. They change the world. People are stories of themselves.
When your people are lying dead around you, don't come crying to me...
