What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning, but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quie...
Anyway, those things would not have lasted long. The experience of the years shows it to me. But Destiny arrived in some haste and stopped them. The beautiful life was brief. But how potent were the perfumes, On how splendid a bed we lay, To what sen...
I make up as little as possible. I spend a great deal of time on research, on finding all the available accounts of a scene or incident, finding out all the background details and the biographies of the people involved there, and I try to run up all ...
Look, cell phone geolocation data shows very few clustering anomalies for this hour and climate. And that’s holding up pretty much across all major metro areas. It’s gone down six percentage points since news of the Karachi workshop hit the Web, ...
You see one painting, I see another, the art book puts it another remove still, the lady buying the greeting card at the museum gift shop sees something else entirely, and that's not even to mention the people separated from us by time -- four hundre...
There's no present left. This is the problem for a novelist. [The problem] is the present is gone. We're all living in the future constantly . . . Back in the day Leo Tolstoy -- what a sweetheart of a count and of a writer -- in the 1860's he wanted ...
For a moment she believed he had left, but as she shifted away from the wall she sensed him there beside the bed. He was very close. Wretched curiosity! But she would fight it and not look. “Katherine,” he whispered, his breath rolling in a warm ...
No writing is effortless. I’m not saying you can’t have a good day where the words just kind of flow, but even those words have to be edited. Probably more than once. And I’m not saying a character hasn’t somehow gone in a different direction...
Approaching the Start of Civil Exams Perhaps I was once a young Chinese scholar approaching the start of civil exams, my mind grown weary and sad from seclusion with books on syntax and poetic style. All that I knew were the mist-covered mountains an...
Jill, a comprehensive school teacher in her early thirties, has put her dark past behind her to become a lady in control of her own life. Successful in her career, soon to be divorced and with no emotional ties, she is content. Except that one mornin...
Jim Braddock: Max, my wife Mae. Max Baer: You are far too pretty to be a widow. Jim Braddock: That's not nice, Max. Not nice. Come on. [starts to leave] Max Baer: On second thought, maybe I can comfort you after he's gone. Joe Gould: Hey, I said shut...
[Jerry and an irate customer argue over a sealant that the customer had previously indicated he didn't want, after Jerry has gone off to pretend to talk to his boss] Jerry Lundegaard: Well, we've never done this before. But seeing as it's special cir...
Rhett Butler: And those pantalettes, I don't know a woman in Paris who wears pantalettes. Scarlett: Oh Rhett, what do they - you shouldn't talk about such things. Rhett Butler: You little hypocrite. You don't mind my knowing about them, just my talki...
Scarlett: You low-down, cowardly, nasty thing you! They were right! Everybody was right! You - You aren't a gentleman. Rhett Butler: A minor point at such a moment. Here, if anyone lays a hand on that Nag shoot him but don't make a mistake and shoot ...
Hermione: Beautiful day. Ron: Gorgeous. Unless of course you've been ripped to pieces. Harry: Ripped to pieces? What are you talking about? Hermione: Ronald has lost his rat. Ron: I haven't lost anything! Your cat killed him! Hermione: Rubbish! Ron: ...
[Before Max's grand robbery] Noodles: I'm gonna be gone for a while. Eve: I'll be waiting at the hotel. I like it when you come home late and wake me up. Noodles: I'm not gonna be home tonight. I'm not gonna be home tomorrow either. Eve: I thought th...
Homer: Listen, I'm sorry about what's going on around here, but it isn't my fault! What do you want from me anyway? John: You better watch yourself, Homer. Homer: If I go on to win at Indianapolis, I can go to college, maybe even get a job at Cape Ca...
[last lines] Theater Manager: Cecilia, what are you doing here? Cecilia: Meeting Gil Shepherd. Theater Manager: They all gone. Cecilia: Th - whaddaya, whaddaya mean? Theater Manager: They went back to Hollywood. Cecilia: Gil too? Theater Manager: Mr ...
David: I know you miss her, I mean, you told me you did. But maybe it's not just the cooking or the cleaning that you miss. Maybe it's something else. Maybe you can't even describe it. Maybe you only know it when it's gone. Maybe it's like there's a ...
[ordered to order Lizzie to accept Mr. Collins's proposal] Mr. Bennet: Your mother insists on you marrying Mr. Collins... Mrs. Bennet: Yes! Or I'll never see her again! Mr. Bennet: Well, Lizzy, from this day henceforth it seems you must be a stranger...
Lenny: Charlie, where the hell have you been? I've been waiting by this phone for 3 hours man. Charlie: Take it easy, I was just buying some clothes. Lenny: Charlie we are in serious trouble. Serious trouble and you're buying clothes. Charlie: What t...
