The highest kind of writing—which must not be confused with the most ambitious kind…belongs to the realm of grace. Talent is part of it, certainly; a thorough understanding of the secret laws, absolutely. But finding the subject and theme which i...
With heart at rest I climbed the citadel's Steep height, and saw the city as from a tower, Hospital, brothel, prison, and such hells, Where evil comes up softly like a flower. Thou knowest, O Satan, patron of my pain, Not for vain tears I went up at ...
Yet even so, Jon Snow was not sorry he had come. There were wonders here as well. He had seen sunlight flashing on icy thin waterfalls as they plunged over the lips of sheer stone cliffs, and a mountain meadow full of autumn wildflowers, blue coldsna...
I still dream to quiver rich, And we still tremble poor. Over, under, Madam and Bitch, To each, her John Does floor. Grieved cliche to ban the kiss, And yet we all refuse. To add one name onto our lists, Of cants, and don'ts, and dudes. Unuttered sig...
A pall fell over the room. A black shroud of disease and deathbeds and all the worst things from all the worst places. This mutant world, a tragic portmanteau, the unnatural marriage of two roots as different as could be. 'And do you, Ability take Vi...
Thomas Button: [runs upstairs to see Caroline and his newborn but sees a room full of people and Caroline bleeding. Soon, the pastor enters the room] What are you doing here? Dr. Rose: Thomas. It's Caroline. She's going to die. Thomas Button: No. No,...
Kate: As you know Robbie's shining moment this year was when he set a school record for cursing in an eighth grade English class. [gets up and writes on blackboard] Kate: Asshole. You're familiar with that word, Mrs Weaver? Emily: Yes, I am and I've ...
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Where the hell are you from anyway, private? Private Cowboy: Sir, Texas, sir. Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Holy dog shit! Texas? Only steers and queers come from Texas, Private Cowboy, and you don't look much like a steer to me...
Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila...
Harry Potter: Are you all right? I heard Umbridge gave you a rough time the other day. Cho Chang: Yeah, I'm OK. Anyway, it's worth it. It's just... learning all this makes me wonder, if he'd known it... Harry Potter: Cedric *did* know this stuff. He ...
Gandalf: Oh, it's you. Radagast the Brown: Why am I here, Gandalf? Gandalf: Trust me, Radagast. I would not have called you here without good reason. Radagast the Brown: [Radagast removes his hat to allow the birds to hide underneath] This is not a n...
Toyo: What help am I? Kanji: You - just to look at you makes me feel better. It warms this - this mummy's heart of mine. And you're so kind to me. No; that's not it. You're so young, so healthy. No; that's not it either... You're so full of life. And...
Quiz Kid Donnie Smith: Want to know the common element for the entire group?... I'll tell you the answer: I'll tell you, 'cause I had that one. I had that question... Carbon. Carbon. In pencil lead, it's in the form of graphite and in coal, it's mixe...
[last lines] Narrator: And so began the journey north to safety, to our place in the sun. Among us we found a new leader - the man who came from the sky... the Gyro-Captain. And just as Pappagallo had planned, we traveled far beyond the reach of men ...
[Barbara is upstairs, watching Sheba and Richard having a blazing row about her affair with Steven Connolly] Barbara Covett: [voiceover] By the time I took my seat in the Gods, the opera was well into its final act. Richard Hart: You're his teacher! ...
Pan: Quickly Your Majesty, give him to me. The full moon is high in the sky. We can open the portal. Ofelia: What is that in your hand? Pan: The portal will only open if we offer the blood of an innocent. Just a drop of blood: a pinprick, that's all....
Chief Scientist: I agree with those who say we could launch a pod. Lyndon Johnson: A pot? Chief Scientist: A POD - a, uh, capsule. Now, we would be in full control of zis pod. It vill go up like a cannonball, and come down like, uh, a cannonball, spl...
Margo Channing: Funny business, a woman's career - the things you drop on your way up the ladder so you can move faster. You forget you'll need them again when you get back to being a woman. That's one career all females have in common, whether we li...
Bruce Wayne: Have you told anyone I'm coming back? Alfred Pennyworth: Well, I just couldn't figure the legal ramifications of bringing you back from the dead. Bruce Wayne: Dead? Alfred Pennyworth: You've been gone seven years. Bruce Wayne: You had me...
Chet: Are you a trans or a res? Barton: A what? Chet: Transient or resident? Barton: Oh, I'll be here a long time. Indefinitely. Chet: Res. That'll be $25.50 a week payable in advance. Checkout time is twelve sharp, but you can forget about that on a...
She will try to find the nice way to exercise intelligence. But intelligence is not ladylike. Intelligence is full of excesses. Rigorous intelligene abhors sentimentality, and women must be sentimental to value the dreadful silliness of the men aroun...
