A string of excited, fugitive, miscellaneous pleasures is not happiness; happiness resides in imaginative reflection and judgment, when the picture of one's life, or of human life, as it truly has been or is, satisfies the will, and is gladly accepte...
We can constitutionally extirpate slavery at this time. But if we fail to do this, then unless we intend hereafter to violate the Constitution, we shall have a fugitive slave law in operation whenever the war is over.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: I knew that was an elevated train. Marshal Biggs: Oh yeah big dog, you're never wrong.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: [First lines, said when arriving at the scene of the train wreck] My, my, my. What a mess.
One-armed Man at hospital: You guys have a problem? Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: No. Cosmo Renfro: Uh, no, no problem at all.
Cosmo Renfro: [stepping in the tunnel sewage] Aw, shit! I just bought these shoes. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Shut up, Cosmo.
Charlie Prince: [to the townsfolk firing at both fugitives] Not the black hat! The rancher, you dumb shits! The rancher!
So difficult is it for us to know, with the dead as with the living, whether a thing would cause them joy or sorrow!
As soon as jealousy is discovered, it is regarded by the person who is its object as a challenge which justifies deception.
I could no longer desire physically without feeling a need for her, without suffering from her absence.
But I consoled myself with the reflexion that in spite of everything she was for me the real point of intersection between reality and dream.
So what I had believed to be nothing to me was simply my entire life. How ignorant one is of oneself.
She was capable of causing me pain, but no longer any joy. Pain alone kept my wearisome attachment alive.
He was an FBI agent. She was a wanted fugitive. To think the would be together was like saying maybe a shark could go vegetarian. It just wasn't going to happen.
In my schoolboy reveries, we were always two fugitives riding on the spine of a book, eager to escape into worlds of fiction and secondhand dreams.
Cosmo Renfro: When I die, I wanna come back just like you. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Oh, you mean happy and handsome?
[after Kimble jumps off of the dam] Marshal Biggs: Sam, are you out of your mind? He's dead. Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: That ought to make him easier to catch.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Newman, get rid of the helicopter! Newman: Why? Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: 'Cause I don't want to get shot.
Det. Rosetti: You better be straight with me kid. You're telling me this is the fella staying in your mother's basement? Landlady's son: That's what I'm telling you.
A person has no need of sincerity, nor even of skill in lying, in order to be loved. Here I mean by love reciprocal torture.
I spent many a charming evening talking and playing with Albertine, but none so sweet as when I was watching her sleep.
