[From trailer] Marv: He's a kid. Kids are stupid. I know I was. Harry: You still are, Marv.
Harry: Your mouth is a recommended place to put a sock.
Gary: Bastard! You fucking bastard! [Firing at "Hatchet" Harry]
Rev. Harry Powell: There's too many of them. I can't kill the world.
Rev. Harry Powell: Open that door, you spawn of the devil's own strumpet!
Harry Goldfarb: Was I supposed to watch you push off and not go myself?
Nowadays there are too many players who can't get a contract elsewhere, who come to England and just take the money.
I enjoy science, and I'm a very curious person. I always want to know the reason behind everything, big or small.
Reverse every natural instinct and do the opposite of what you are inclined to do, and you will probably come very close to having a perfect golf swing.
I was not born into the world of the stuntman and the daredevil; I was born into the world of theater and writing and sculpting and classical music.
The problem of psychoanalysis is not the body of theory that Freud left behind, but the fact that it never became a medical science. It never tried to test its ideas.
Harry Rosenfeld: Woodward. Bernstein. You're both on the story. Now don't fuck it up.
Ray: [reading Harry's profanity-ridden message] Geez, he's swears a lot, doesn't he?
For as long as I care to remember, religion, like the striptease, has always been a display of the power of suggestion. Like the Virgin Birth, it has all too often supported an immaculate deception.
People have to understand how important it is for the players to let off steam, switch off and relax.
People complain professional sportsmen are locked away but when they get out and enjoy themselves, people have a go.
I have been studying women's political behavior since the early 1970s and first identified the gender gap in 1980 with the help of legendary pollster Louis Harris.
I was born in Vienna on November 7, 1929, eleven years after the multiethnic Austro-Hungarian Empire fell apart following its defeat in World War I.
'Dare to Discipline' was published in 1970 in the midst of the Vietnam War and a culture of rebellion. The book was written in that context, but the principles of child rearing have not changed.
God, how we get our fingers in each other's clay. That's friendship, each playing the potter to see what shapes we can make of each other.
Like lots of baby boomers, I was brought up on archaic anthropomorphism. Upstanding Christian dogs. Rabbits with family values. Because the ancient texts and pictures were sacred - Potter, Milne and the rest. Even concerned parents who knew Freud and...
