Harry: Professor, why do the dementors affect me so? More than anyone else, I mean? Professor Lupin: Listen, dementors are among the foulest creatures to walk this earth. They feed on every good feeling, every happy memory until a person is left with...
[the night before the Elves are set to attack Erebor, Bilbo brings the Arkenstone to Thranduil's tent] Thranduil: The King's Jewel... Bard: And worth a King's ransom... how is this yours to give? Bilbo Baggins: I took it as my one-fourteenth share of...
Ron: [Harry and Ron arrive late to Transfiguration, relieved that Professor McGonagall isn't there yet] Whew, made it. Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late? [the cat sitting at the head of the class suddenly transforms in...
Lestat: The trick is not to think about it. See that one there? Widow St. Clair. She had the gorgeous young fop murder her husband. Louis: How do you know? Lestat: Read her thoughts. [Louis looks at him inquisitively] Lestat: *Read* her thoughts. Lou...
Po: But dad, didn't you ever, I don't know, want to do something else? Something besides noodles? Mr. Ping: Actually, when I was young and crazy, I thought about running away and learning how to make tofu. Po: So why didn't you? Mr. Ping: Oh, because...
[Russell comes back from his meeting with the senior soldiers, where they got mad about the tax cancellation, a soldier salutes and walks by... ] Capt. Russell: Is that the way a soldier behaves? You're SUPPOSED TO SALUTE when a superior officer pass...
Frank: I take it you didn't like it at Sunset Manor? Sheryl: Frank... Grandpa: Are you kidding me? It was a fucking paradise. They got pool... They got golf... Now I'm stuck with Mr. Happy here, sleeping on a fucking sofa. Look, I know you are a homo...
Atreyu: What will happen if he doesn't appear? The Childlike Empress: [sadly] Then our world will disappear - and so will I. Atreyu: How could he let that happen? The Childlike Empress: He doesn't understand that he's the one who has the power to sto...
Alvin Straight: You don't think about getting old when you're young... you shouldn't. Cyclist #1: Must be something good about gettin' old? Alvin Straight: Well I can't imagine anything good about being blind and lame at the same time but, still at m...
Creedy: Defiant till the end, huh?... But you won't cry like him, will you? You're not afraid of death. You're like me. V: The only thing that you and I have in common, Mr. Creedy, is that we're both about to die. Creedy: How do you imagine that's go...
I am as proud to be called a feminist as I am to be called a Jew, or an American. Feminism is an indivisible part of who I am, and I remain mystified by the stigma that has been attached to the idea that women are human beings. It sounds so obvious a...
The question that naturally occurs is “What would it be like if a star exploded nearby?” Our nearest stellar neighbor, as we have seen, is Alpha Centauri, 4.3 light-years away. I had imagined that if there were an explosion there we would have 4....
[Lord Horror] was so unique and radical, I expected to go to prison for it. I always thought that if you wrote a truly dangerous book -- something dangerous would happen to you. Which is one reason there are so few really dangerous books around. Publ...
Let’s talk about rape for a moment. Rape is not what George Lucas did to your childhood. Rape is not what happens when a sports team beats another sports team by a wide margin. Rape is not what happens when your electric bill is higher this month t...
Why is it that we are so busy with the future? It is not our province; and is there not a criminal interference with Him to whom it belongs, in our feverish, anxious attempts to dispose of it, and in filling it up with shadows of good and evil shaped...
Rome has been called the "Sacred City": - might not our Oxford be called so too? There is an air about it, resonant of joy and hope: it speaks with a thousand tongues to the heart: it waves its mighty shadow over the imagination: it stands in lowly s...
At night I no longer dreamed, nor did I let my imagination work during the day. The once vibrant escapes of watching myself fly through the clouds in bright blue costumes, were now a thing of the past. When I fell asleep, my soul became consumed in a...
Like Goethe's offers a wide panorama of scenes from the vulgar to the sublime, with passages of wondrous poetry that can be sensed even through the veil of translation. And it also preserves the iridescence of its modern theme. From it Oswald Spengle...
Love releases us into the realm of divine imagination, where the soul is expanded and reminded of its unearthly cravings and needs. We think that when a lover inflates his loved one he is failing to acknowledge her flaws - "Love is blind." But it may...
I had lied to myself from the very beginning, deceived myself into believing that I was being fanciful and overly imaginative. Surely such monstrosities only existed in nightmares? Yet I had lived through a nightmare these past months, and that was n...
Would I ever have the courage to tell Wills the truth? That he wasn't just imagining the world was a more difficult place for him to understand than for some of his buddies - that it was, in fact, more difficult for him. That he'd been dealt a rotten...
