Banzai: But we gotta finish the job. Shenzi: Well, he's as good as dead out there anyway. And *if* he comes back, we'll kill him. Banzai: [calling out to Simba] Yeah! You hear that? If you ever come back, we'll kill ya!
Nala: What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember. Adult Simba: You're right, I'm not. Now are you satisfied? Nala: No, just disappointed. Adult Simba: You know you're starting to sound like my father. Nala: Good. At least one of us does.
Timon: I'm telling you, kid: this is the great life. No rules, no responsibilities... [he reaches into a hole in a log and various insects skitter out, with him holding a blue bug; he points to the rest of the insects] Timon: Ooh! The little cream-fi...
Dorothy: Do you suppose we'll meet any wild animals? Tin Woodsman: Mm, we might. Scarecrow: Animals that eat... s-traw? Tin Woodsman: Some, but mostly lions, and tigers, and bears. Dorothy: Lions? Scarecrow: And tigers? Tin Woodsman: And bears.
A brave man is scared of a lion three times: first when he sees the tracks; second when he hears the first roar; and third when they are face to face.
If you're getting chased by a lion, you don't need to run faster than the lion, just the people running with you. - Tim Ferris
Even choosing to do nothing is still making a choice.
Today's Europeans and Americans who reached the age of awareness after midcentury when the communications revolution lead to expectations of instantanaiy are exasperated by the slow toils of history. They assume that the thunderclap of cause will be ...
All of this comes out of what is now an empty space. There are depths to this. It's a lot to think about. From an empty space the future. If there's no empty space where can one put the future? It all figures if you take the time to think it out.
For a dying man it is not a difficult decision [to agree to become the world's first heart transplant] ... because he knows he is at the end. If a lion chases you to the bank of a river filled with crocodiles, you will leap into the water convinced y...
Adult Simba: Listen, you think you can just show up and tell me how to live my life? You don't even know what I've been through! Nala: I would if you just tell me! Adult Simba: Forget it! Nala: Fine!
[first lines] Scar: [Scar catches a mouse] Life's not fair, is it? You see, I... well, I shall never be king. And you... shall never see the light of another day. Hmm-hmm-hmm, adieu. Zazu: Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?
Adult Simba: [in a huff] She's wrong. I can't go back. What would it prove, anyway? You can't change the past. [calling to the sky] Adult Simba: You said you'd always be there for me! But you're not. It's because of me. It's my fault. It's my fault.
Young Simba: Dad, Dad, come on, you gotta get up. Dad, we gotta go home. [pulls on Mufasa's ear] Young Simba: Help! [echoes throughout the gorge] Young Simba: Somebody, [echoes] Young Simba: anybody... [echoes] Young Simba: [Simba sniffs] help.
Banzai: I thought things were bad under Mufasa. Scar: What did you say? Banzai: I said Muf... [Shenzi elbows him] Banzai: I said, uh... Que pasa? Scar: Good. Now get out. Banzai: Yeah, but... we're still hungry. Scar: *Out*!
Scar: [singing] I know that your powers of retention / Are as wet as a warthog's backside / But thick as you are, / Pay attention! / My words are a matter of pride / It's clear from vacant expressions / The lights are not all on upstairs / But we're ...
Scar: [singing] Of course, / Quid pro quo, / You're expected / To take certain duties on board / The future is littered with prizes / And though I'm the main addressee / The point that I must emphasize is... [Leaps in front of a hyena] Scar: YOU WON'...
Young Simba: Hey, look, Banana Beak is scared. Zazu: That's *Mr.* Banana Beak to you, Fuzzy! And right now, we are all in very real danger. Young Simba: Danger? Hah! I walk on the wild side. I laugh in the face of danger. Ha ha ha ha!
Men are like lions. We hunt.
The circularity of influence was like a trail of dominoes falling in four dimensions. Each time one slapped another and fell to the ground, from a different vantage point it appeared knocked upright, ready to be slapped and fall again. Everything was...
The author gives an interesting naval etymology of the word "opportunity". It referred to days in which sailing ships had to wait outside a port for the appropriate tide, which then was their chance until the next tide.
