Young Noah: [raising fists in air] Dad! God... I stammered! Frank: Stammered, stuttered... what's the difference. You couldn't understand a damn thing he said. [Allie laughing] Frank: Anyway, I got him to read some poetry aloud and pretty soon his st...
Young Allie: When I'm with Noah I feel like one person and when I'm with you I feel like someone totally different. Lon: Allie, it's normal not to forget your first love but I want you for myself. I don't want to convince my fiancée that she should ...
[Taylor ties up Dr. Zaius] Dr. Zira: Taylor! Don't treat him that way! George Taylor: Why not? Dr. Zira: It's humiliating! George Taylor: The way you humiliated me? All of you? YOU led me around on a LEASH! Cornelius: That was different. We thought y...
Belloq: You and I are very much alike. Archeology is our religion, yet we have both fallen from the pure faith. Our methods have not differed as much as you pretend. I am but a shadowy reflection of you. It would take only a nudge to make you like me...
Django: [the clan is eating clean garbage thanks to Remy's gift] Now don't you feel better, Remy? Eh? You've helped a noble cause. Remy: Noble? We, we're thieves, Dad, and what we're stealing is - let's face it - garbage! Django: It isn't stealing if...
Nicole: As you see her, two years later, I wonder if you realize something. I wonder if you understand that all of us - Dolores, me, the children who survived, the children who didn't - that we're all citizens of a different town now. A place with it...
Dascomb: Chancellor, there is a contingency that has not been addressed. Sutler: And what is that, Mr. Dascomb? Dascomb: Should the terrorist succeed... Sutler: He won't! Dascomb: I understand that it is highly unlikely, but if he does... Sutler: If ...
Marwood: [voiceover] Speed is like a dozen transatlantic flights without ever getting off the plane. Time change. You lose, you gain. Makes no difference so long as you keep taking the pills. But sooner or later you've got to get out because it's cra...
Dorothy: Oh, Thank you so much! We've been gone such a long time and we feel so messy... What kind of a horse is that? I've never seen a horse like that before! Guardian of the Emerald City Gates: And never will again, I fancy. There's only one of hi...
[last lines] Erik Lehnsherr: I know we've had our differences. Emma Frost: Where's your telepath friend? Erik Lehnsherr: Gone. Left a bit of a gap in my life, if I'm to be honest. I was rather hoping you would fill it. Join us. Emma Frost: Erik, I be...
Bruno Bettelheim: The question of whether Zelig was a psychotic or merely neurotic was a question that was endlessly discussed among his doctors. Now I myself felt his feelings were really not all that different from the normal, what one would call t...
I think when you love a child, it's a different kind of love. You think, 'I love more every day. I love more every day, more every day, I couldn't possibly love any more, I'm going to blow up.' And then you blow up. Your chest actually starts to hurt...
Tom: Look, we don't have to put a label on it. That's fine. I get it. But, you know, I just... I need some consistency. Summer: I know. Tom: I need to know that you're not gonna wake up in the morning and feel differently. Summer: And I can't give yo...
Taxi Driver: Puts you in mind of the days of the old demon barber of Fleet Street, don't it? Alex: Sorry? Taxi Driver: The murders. David: What murders? Taxi Driver: Haven't you heard? Last night... six of 'em. All in different parts of the city, all...
Judge Weaver: One judge is quite like another. The only differences may be in the state of their digestions or their proclivities for sleeping on the bench. For myself, I can digest pig iron. And while I might appear to doze occasionally, you will fi...
Real Toby: [looking at jellybeans on a tray] I think one might be lime. One might be like mint. Real Harvey: Well, what's the difference between this and this? Real Toby: One's cherry, one's cinnamon. Real Harvey: You can tell that by just looking at...
Corky: For me, stealing's always been a lot like sex. Two people who want the same thing: they get in a room, they talk about it. They start to plan. It's kind of like flirting. It's kind of like... foreplay, 'cause the more they talk about it, the w...
I think that the thematic, formal history of the literary form ultimately harkens back to a different political system. That is to say, a feudal order: the aristocratic dispensation of leisure time, the refinements of the self. With the shift from fe...
Here's what I mean by the miracle of language. When you're falling into a good book, exactly as you might fall into a dream, a little conduit opens, a passageway between a reader's heart and a writer's, a connection that transcends the barriers of co...
It's hard to be a minority. People look at you a different way, like you don't belong, and I don't think many people realize just how difficult it is to live as a minority. Where I come from, we learn to tolerate one another. Whether one is of Chines...
I often get asked the question, 'If you had to compare your writing to an author who would it be?' My answer is always the same; the author I compare myself to is me. Every writer has a unique style relevant to only themselves. I am nothing like othe...
