Woody: Hey uh, Slinky? Slinky Dog: [with a checker board] Right here, Woody. I'm red this time. Woody: No, Slink... Slinky Dog: All right, you can be red if you want. Woody: Not now, Slink. I've got some bad news. Slinky Dog: [shouts] Bad news? Woody...
Slinky Dog: [while the toys try to extend a chain of toy monkeys to Buzz, who's fallen in the bushes, but catches up to Andy, his mom, and Woody, who are driving to Pizza Planet] It's too short. We need more monkeys! Rex: There aren't any more! That'...
[Little Bill tells the real story of English Bob's gunfight] Little Bill Daggett: First off, Corky never carried two guns. Though he should have. W.W. Beauchamp: No, no, he was, he was called "Two-Gun Corcoran." Little Bill Daggett: Yeah well, a lot ...
Charles Muntz: You know Carl, these people who come here, they all tell pretty good stories. [He walks to a row of human skulls on a shelf, each of which is wearing a hat of some kind] Charles Muntz: A surveyor making a map... [he knocks over the fir...
Lieutenant Schrank: [as they exit] Say goodbye to the nice boys, Krupke. Officer Krupke: Goodbye, boys. Snowboy: [mimicking Krupke] "Goodbye, boys." Action: [mimicking Shranke] "You hoodlums don't own the streets." Snowboy: "Go play in the park!" Act...
Riff: Look, Tony, I've never asked the time of day from a clock but I'm asking you, come to the dance tonight. I already told the gang you'd be there. If you don't show I'll be marked lousy. Tony: What time? Riff: Ten. Tony: Ten it is. Riff: Womb to ...
Anita: You have your big important council. The council, [kiss] Anita: or me. [kiss] Bernardo: First one, [kiss] Bernardo: then the other. [Tries to kiss her, she pulls away] Anita: Ah, I'm an American girl now, I don't wait. Bernardo: Ah, back home ...
Action: We've gotta show them who's on top! Joyboy: The Jets! Action: Let's do it now! Baby John: Hey, haven't we had enough? Action: What's the matter; you scared? Baby John: Well... who're you callin' scared? A-Rab: Lay off of him. Action: Mind you...
Anybodys, Tomboy: Hey buddy boys! Action: Ah, go wear a skirt. Anybodys, Tomboy: Listen... Ice: The first thing we do is we start showin' around like we have nothin' to hide... Anybodys, Tomboy: Listen! A-Rab: Supposin' they ask us about the rumble? ...
Officer Krupke: [to Baby John] You. Baby John: Who, me sir? Officer Krupke: Yeah, you. Didn't ya hear me? Baby John: Oh, yes sir. I got 20-20 hearing. Officer Krupke: [not amused] Then why didn't ya answer me? A-Rab: His mother told him never to answ...
John Laroche: Look, I'll tell you a story, all right? I once feel deeply, you know, profoundly in love with tropical fish. Had 60 goddamn fish tanks in my house. I skin dived to find just the right ones. Anisotremus virginicus, Holdacanthus ciliaris,...
Charlie: I could tell you some stories... Barton: Sure you could and yet many writers do everything in their power to insulate themselves from the common man, from where they live, from where they trade, from where they fight and love and converse an...
Through the reading of popular scientific books I soon reached the conviction that much in the stories of the Bible could not be true. The consequence was a positively fanatic orgy of freethinking coupled with the impression that youth is intentional...
I once believed that life was a gift. I thought whatever I wanted I would someday possess. Is that greed, or only youth? Is it hope or stupidity? As far as I was concerned the future was a book I could write to suit myself, chapter after chapter of g...
I am a woman with thoughts and questions and shit to say. I say if I'm beautiful. I say if I'm strong. You will not determine my story — I will. I will speak and share and fuck and love, and I will never apologize to the frightened millions who res...
I choose to write because it's perfect for me. It's an escape, a place I can go to hide. It's a friend, when I feel out casted from everyone else. It's a journal, when the only story I can tell is my own. It's a book, when I need to be somewhere else...
In retrospect, it seems obvious that my research about parenting was also a means to subdue my anxieties about becoming a parent.... I grew up afraid of illness and disability, inclined to avert my gaze from anyone who was too different – despite a...
Facts," murmured Basil, like one mentioning some strange, far-off animals, "how facts obscure the truth. I may be silly—in fact, I'm off my head—but I never could believe in that man—what's his name, in those capital stories?—Sherlock Holmes....
There should be a public outcry about what happened to me and other women in the name of our government! But history has shown “the customs of society and laws of the State allowed it to crush my aspirations and barred me from the the pursuit of al...
A person with less knowledge and more self-confidence (which is primarily a way of thinking and acting) will often run circles around a person with more knowledge and less self-confidence; which means that self-confidence has the upper hand to knowle...
Well, in a world where so few of us are obliged to cook at all anymore, to choose to do so is to lodge a protest against specialization—against the total rationalization of life. Against the infiltration of commercial interests into every last cran...
