Who made the world I cannot tell; 'Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
I wouldn’t have minded school if they taught you important things like how to have good sex and what brand of wine is the best… But for some reason they were hell bent on teaching me algebra
Someday the Sun will explode, and what about our journalism and poetry then? Well, so what? To hell with our exploding Sun. We have to do what we can do in the time we can act.
Boy, there are days where I get up and say 'Where the hell did my talent go? Look at this crap that I'm producing here. This is terrible. Look, I wrote this yesterday. I hate this, I hate this.'
I'm serious about this. The Republican Party needs to reform or die. President Bush did three things. He destroyed the Republican majority, he crippled the American conservative movement and he weakened the country. That's a hell of a trifecta.
There is a little Juliet inside me, hoping I will lock eyes with my Romeo on the other side of a fish tank or through a gap in a library bookcase. Hell, even if it's behind the condiments section in a supermarket. I don't really mind.
If you're patriotic, stand up for the Bill of Rights because once they strip your rights from you, you will pay hell to get them back. You will and we're in the process of it right now.
I found out retirement means playing golf, or I don't know what the hell it means. But to me, retirement means doing what you have fun doing.
I like fruit baskets because it gives you the ability to mail someone a piece of fruit without appearing insane. Like, if someone just mailed you an apple you'd be like, 'huh? What the hell is this?' But if it's in a fruit basket you're like, 'this i...
[Agnes and Elin are trying to hitch to Stockholm] Elin: What the hell are we doing? We must be out of our damned minds! Agnes: Yes, I know. Elin: But we are so fucking cool.
It's time to replace career politicians with citizen's politicians. It's time to elect people who are going to stand up to the Washington elite and stand up to a White House and Congress hell-bent on ramming socialism down our throat.
Albrecht: Great. A guy shows up looking like a mime from Hell and you lose him right out in the open. Well, at least he didn't do that walking against the wind shit, I hate that.
Mr. Parker: What is the name of the Lone Ranger's nephew's horse? Mother: Ah... Victor! His name is Victor. Mr. Parker: How the hell did you know that? Mother: Everybody knows that!
Brock Rumlow: This is going to hurt. There are no prisoners with HYDRA. Just order. And order only comes with pain. You ready for yours? Sam Wilson: Man, shut the hell up!
Ellie: It was a virus created by scientists in a lab. You can't honestly blame the apes? Carver: Who the hell else am I going to blame? It was a simian flu. They already killed off half the planet.
Liquor Store Owner: [noticing Scorpio's battered face] What the hell happened to you? The Killer: My wife's brother. I hit her, so he hit me... several times.
Joe Lambert: Bonwit Teller. Who the hell would wanna blow up a department store? Connie Kowalski: Did ya ever seen a woman miss a shoe sale?
Elliot: Think, Michael. What would make a radar? Michael: How the hell do I know? You're the genius in the family; you have absolute power, remember?
Forrest Gump: [dejected] No shrimp. Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: Where the Hell is this God of yours? Forrest Gump: [narrating] It's funny Lieutenant Dan said that, 'cause right then, God showed up.
[on Kimble] Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: Does he have a reason to come after you? Sykes: Well, hell yeah I have a prosthetic arm. I must have murdered his wife right?
Dr. Peter Venkman: Ray, pretend for a moment that I don't know anything about metallurgy, engineering, or physics, and just tell me what the hell is going on. Dr Ray Stantz: You never studied.
