Louis Winthorpe III: [after ruining the Dukes] Happy New Year! Randolph Duke: [hoarsely] Winthorpe. Mortimer Duke: [stunned] Valentine. Billy Ray Valentine: Hey! How'd y'all make out today? Mortimer Duke: How could you do this to us after everything ...
The air is no less blue because the blind man doesn't see it.
Neither reprove nor flatter your wife where people hear or see it.
The loveliest faces are to be seen by moonlight, when one sees half with the eye and half with the fancy.
The loveliest of faces are to be seen by moonlight, when one sees half with the eye and half with the fancy.
Only when the coffin is closed will we see how long lasting is the name.
Though the blind man cannot see it, light remains light.
A deaf man may not have heard the thunder but he surely will see the rain.
When you talk about the sun, you will see her beams.
Deprive a mirror of its silver and even the czar won't see his face.
He who peeps through a hole may see what will vex him.
If you see a frog squatting on his house, don't ask him for a chair.
If a woman sees a stick for beating her rival, she will throw it away in the woods.
There are people who place a basket on your head to see what you carry.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fe...
The question penetrated, echoed, demanded an answer. It nipped at me in ways I wasn't prepared for, pinched in places I didn't like. Was I really so entrenched in the world I'd been raised in, so set in my ways that I couldn't look beyond the surface...
You see how I live: shadows and silence, leaving things as I find them because I have no reason to disturb them. But there are things that I have known, even though I never wished to know them and cannot give them a name.
I try to tighten my heart into a knot, a snarl, I try to learn to live dead, just numb, but then I see someone I want, and it's like a nail, like a hot spike right through my chest, and I know I'm losing.
Well, we’ll have to agree to disagree.” I hated that phrase. It was code for, “I know you’re too obtuse to ever see how I right I am, so to get any satisfaction out of this discussion, I’m going to pretend to be more reasonable than you. Oh...
I am done with the monster of "We," the word of serfdom, of plunder, of misery, falsehood and shame. And now I see the face of god, and I raise this god over the earth, this god whom men have sought since men came into being, this god who will grant ...
When I lost my sight, Werner, people said I was brave. When my father left, people said I was brave. But it is not bravery; I have no choice. I wake up and live my life. Don't you do the same?
