Certainly there is such a thing as chemical depression, and for that, obviously, there are issues that psychotherapists are much more expert at speaking to, but I think there is a low-grade depression that actually prevails in our society. And most o...
Elizabeth: [to Christie the prostitute] What do you do? Patrick Bateman: She's my... cousin. Elizabeth: Mm-hmm. Patrick Bateman: She's from... France.
Elizabeth was counting on Marco to keep cousin Mary occupied until after the board meeting was over. A piece of cheese might catch a mouse, but an afternoon alone with a muscular masseur would ensnare her cousin far more effectively. And afterwards, ...
Lionel Logue: [Bertie is lying on the floor, and Elizabeth is sitting on his chest] Take good deep breaths... [Bertie inhales] Lionel Logue: ...and up comes Her Royal Highness... and slowly exhale... [Bertie exhales] Lionel Logue: ...and down comes H...
Norrington: I, uh, apologize if I seem forward, but I must speak my mind... Ah, this promotion throws into sharp relief that which I have... not yet achieved: a marriage to a fine woman. You have become a fine woman, Elizabeth. Elizabeth: [her corset...
Elizabeth Bennet: And that put paid to it. I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love? Mr. Darcy: I thought that poetry was the food of love. Elizabeth Bennet: Of a fine stout love, it may. But if it is only a vague inclin...
Elizabeth Bennet: Now if every man in the room does not end the evening in love with you then I am no judge of beauty. Jane Bennet: [giggles] Or men. Elizabeth Bennet: [laughs brightly] No, they are far too easy to judge. Jane Bennet: They're not all...
Pain was the only sign to her that she was alive and could feel emotion.
Majesty, there is less danger in fearing too much than too little.
Fairy tales, because they have a very clear structure, are easier to interfere with. Also they have this really weird logic: the kind of logic that you only really experience when you're not feeling very well, or as a child.
But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave girl. My master began to whisper foul words in my ear. Young as I was, I could not remain ignorant of their import.
War, famine, poverty and oppression of the workers will continue while woman makes life cheap. They will cease only when she limits her reproductivity and human life is no longer a thing to be wasted.
This conflict is one thing I've been waiting for. I'm well and strong and young - young enough to go to the front. If I can't be a soldier, I'll help soldiers.
If a slave is unwilling to go with his new master, he is whipped, or locked up in jail, until he consents to go, and promises not to run away during the year.
Elizabeth: You can go suck a fuck. Donnie: Oh, please, tell me, Elizabeth, how exactly does one suck a fuck?
Governor Swann: So, this is the path you've chosen? After all, he is a blacksmith. Elizabeth: No. [pause] Elizabeth: He's a pirate.
[Dr. Frankenstein leans in for a kiss] Elizabeth: Taffeta, darling. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Taffeta, sweetheart. Elizabeth: [pulling away] No, the dress is taffeta. It wrinkles so easily.
My efforts to join the fight against breast cancer all began around the fact that women were getting short-changed in the medical arena.
The aboriginal women leaders of Papunya - the Papunya Artists - performed a dance for me: the Honey Ant dance. They'd never done it for anyone else. They honoured me with a ceremonial stick that signifies the story of the land.
Mr. Darcy: How are you this evening, my dear? Elizabeth Bennet: Very well. Only, I wish you would not call me "my dear." Mr. Darcy: Why? Elizabeth Bennet: Because it's what my father calls my mother whenever he's cross about something. Mr. Darcy: Wel...
Elizabeth Bennet: Charlotte! Charlotte Lucas: My dear Lizzy. I've come to tell you the news. Mr. Collins and I are... engaged. Elizabeth Bennet: To be married? Charlotte Lucas: Yes of course. What other kind of engaged is there? [Lizzy looks shocked]...
