Andy Dufresne: What was his name? Heywood: What did you say? Andy Dufresne: I was just wondering if anybody knew his name. Heywood: Fuck do you care, new fish? Doesn't fuckin' matter what his name was. He's dead.
Tucker: All right... I know what this is. Dale: What? Tucker: This is a suicide pact. Dale: It's a what? Tucker: These kids are coming out here, and killing themselves all over the woods. Dale: My God, that makes so much sense.
[while watching a play in which Faust sells his soul to the Devil] Curly Bill: You know what I'd do? I'd take that deal 'n' crawfish, then drill that ol' Devil in the ass. What about you Juanito, what would you do? Johnny Ringo: I already did it.
You remember what you go through as a kid, what's going to make you listen, what's going to make you respond. I held onto that. People who treated me like that when I was younger got every bit of respect and attention I could give them, because I kne...
How do you give smart, accomplished, ambitious women the same opportunities as men to reach their goals? What about universal preschool and after-school programs? What about changing the corporate mind-set about the time commitment it takes to move u...
Ripley: Ash. Any suggestions from you or Mother? Ash: No, we're still collating. Ripley: [laughing in disbelief] You're what? You're still collating? I find that hard to believe. Ash: What would you like me to do? Ripley: Just what you've been doing,...
El Chivo: Do you want something to drink? I've got rum, water and milk. Luis Miranda Solares: What are you gonna do with me? El Chivo: What does that mean? rum, water or milk? Luis Miranda Solares: My question means what it means!
Tony Mendez: Sir, do you have this newspaper in front of you? Would you mind taking a look at it? What's in this picture? Robert Pender: Tehran. Tony Mendez: Right. What's on the ground? Robert Pender: Snow. Tony Mendez: Right. So what crops are the ...
Richard Vernon: [From his office] Jesus Christ Almighty! What in God' s name is going on in here? What was that ruckus? Andrew Clark: Uh, what ruckus? Richard Vernon: I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus. Brian Johnson: Could you describe the...
If asked for an opinion we’ll say what we think. And by “what we think” I mean the answer that comes to our mind first, seems most logical and requires the least amount of effort to articulate, while getting us in the least amount of trouble. R...
Do not do what someone else could do as well as you. Do not say, do not write what someone else could say, could write as well as you. Care for nothing in yourself but what you feel exists nowhere else. And, out of yourself create, impatiently or pat...
Kid's books should be just as good as any other books. No. They should be held to a *higher* standard than other literature for the same reason that we take extra care with children's food. The fact is, what you feed your kids is important, and that ...
Once upon a time, they say, there was a girl...there was a boy...there was a person who was in trouble. And this is what she did...and what he did...and how they learned to survive it. This is what they did...and why one failed...and why another triu...
Happiness is not about money, not even about sex or what ever luxuries and pleasures. Happiness is about being content with what you have, happiness is being satisfied with what you have tasted. Happiness is finding the joy of each passing moments an...
TO BE asked to minister without an informing vision of God (which is what theology is really all about), however, is like being told to make bricks without straw. What keeps people going in ministry, and what, in my experience, congregations are long...
Frank Capra made a series of films during World War II called 'Why We Fight' that explored America's reasons for entering the war. Today, with our troops engaged in Iraq and elsewhere for reasons far less clear, I think it's crucial to ask the questi...
What is common becomes sense, but what is sensible doesn't always become common.
Lucky people will focus on what’s in front of them rather than scrabbling about for what they’re searching for.
What if all religions were stories, and all stories were true.
We are what ballads are written of, what bards sing of. We are epic, you and I.
You are what what you eat eats.
