Bob Roland: This letter's the work of Trentino. The man is trying to undermine you. Now what are you going to do about it? Rufus T. Firefly: I've got a good mind to ring his doorbell and run.
Galloway: Lieutenant, this letter makes it look like your client had a motive to kill Santiago. Kaffee: Gotcha, and Santiago is, who? Galloway: The victim. Kaffee: Write that down.
Ruth Tolson: [hands Tolson a letter] Here, this came. Go on, open it. Melvin B. Tolson: [noticing the broken seal] Hmm, looks like someone already opened it. Ruth Tolson: [smiling mischievously] Not me.
[Huge stacks of fan mail is delivered] Ringo: None for me, then? Norm: Sorry. John: [handing Ringo one letter] Here, this'll keep you busy.
General Tadamichi Kuribayashi: For our homeland. Until the very last man. Our duty is to stop the enemy right here. Do not expect to return home alive.
Lt. Colonel Oiso: We will make a run for Motoyama. There is no cover for 2 kilometers, it will be every man for himself. See you on the other side, if not on this earth, then in the next world.
Max Jerry Horovitz: [in letter to Mary] I cannot understand how being honest can be considered improper. Maybe this is why I don't have any friends.
Eric: I got a postcard from Wendy. Neil: I think she's mad at me because I owe her like 3 letters. Eric: Yeah, her last P.S. is "Tell Fuckface to write me."
Jurek: [after Dorota meets Wladek] Come on Dorota, you can write him a fan letter later, this isn't the best time. Come on. Wladyslaw Szpilman: Jurek! Where have you been hiding her?
Max Bialystock: [on "Springtime For Hitler"] ... It's practically a love-letter to Hitler! Leo Bloom: Wow. This play wouldn't run a NIGHT! Max Bialystock: A night? Are you kidding? This play's guaranteed to close on PAGE FOUR!
Mrs. Danvers: [the new Mrs. de Winter wants to dispose of Rebecca's letters] But these are Mrs. de Winter's things. The Second Mrs. de Winter: I *am* Mrs. de Winter now!
[Tommy receives a letter from the Board of Education] Red: You gonna open it, or stand there with your thumb up your butt? Tommy Williams: Thumb up my butt sounds better.
Melvin Belli: Inspectors, he sent this letter directly to my residence. It is a cry for help intended as a private communique. Dave Toschi: Which is why you contacted The Chronicle. Melvin Belli: The people have a right to know. Toddy?
To far too many, science is a four-letter word, and under the modern media's false equivalency standards, a handful of skeptics are viewed as counterweights to the vast majority of scientists who acknowledge mankind's proven role in global warming.
So research is a terribly imperfect science, and you learn an awful lot more after you've published a book, because people keep writing to you and saying, 'Oh, gosh, I was related to such and such a character and I have a letter in my possession.'
Doc: [reading a letter his future self wrote] I never knew I could write anything so touching. Marty McFly: I know, Doc, it's beautiful.
I think specifically because of the character that I played, people are very connected to her. I used to get letters from young gay and lesbian and trans-gendered kids saying, 'I didn't kill myself because of Buffy'.
When I think of the library of Alexandria and of the fact that, although it burnt down, people continue to sort the letters of the alphabet according to that tradition, then that makes certain expressions of modernity, even of interventions on the te...
My fingers burn behind the keys of my typewriter, the lettering fading with every thoughtful strike. The many words I write I dare not stall; my mind perpetually alert for my magnum opus call.
And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see - or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read.
I can imagine in years to come that my papers and memorabilia, my journals and letters, will find themselves always in the company of people who care about many of the things I do.
