Cutter: Could I talk to Lord Caldlow in person? Owens: Out of the question, I'm afraid. Although I suppose if, in the course of your deliveries, your paths were to cross... I can't help you speaking your mind.
George Kittredge: But a man expects his wife to... Tracy Lord: Behave herself. Naturally. C. K. Dexter Haven: To behave herself naturally. [George gives him a look] C. K. Dexter Haven: Sorry.
Macaulay Connor: My father was a history teacher. Tracy Lord: English history has always fascinated me. Robin Hood, Cromwell, Jack the Ripper. Where did he teach? Your father I mean.
[Liz screams as Uncle Willie pinches her on the rear] Macaulay Connor: Don't DO that! Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: I... I feel exactly as though I'd been pinched. Seth Lord: Don't you think you weren't.
Uncle Willie: [hung over, moans as the pony cart Dinah's driving hits a bump] Dinah Lord: What's wrong? Uncle Willie: Oh, nothing, nothing. My head just fell off, that's all.
General Veers: Yes, Lord Vader. I've reached the main power generators. The shield will be down in moments. You may start your landing.
Warden Samuel Norton: [Addressing new prisoners] I believe in two things: discipline and the Bible. Here you'll receive both. Put your trust in the Lord. Your ass belongs to me. Welcome to Shawshank.
Nute Gunray: [Anakin walks up to him] The war is over. Lord Sidious promised us peace. We only want... [Anakin strikes him down with his lightsabre]
Lord Summerisle: [singing] Summer is icumen in, loudly sing cuckoo. Grows the seed and blows the mead, and springs the wood anew. Sing, cuckoo! Ewe bleats harshly after lamb, cows after calves make moo.
[outside, several young girls are dancing naked over a fire] Lord Summerisle: Good afternoon, Sergeant Howie. I trust the sight of the young people refreshes you. Sergeant Howie: No sir, it does NOT refresh me.
Nightcrawler: The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of the death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
Most of us really aren't horribly unique. There are 6 billion of us. Put 'em all in one room and very few would stand out as individuals. So maybe we ought to think of worth in terms of our ability to get along as a part of nature, rather than being ...
You can't prove Rembrandt is better than Norman Rockwell - although if you actually do prefer Rockwell, I'd say you were shunning complexity, were secretly conservative, and hadn't really looked at either painter's work. Taste is a blood sport.
Although images of perfection in people's personal lives can cause unhappiness, images of perfect societies - utopian images - can cause monstrous evil. In fact, forcefully changing society to conform to societal images was the greatest cause of evil...
Here's my rule: You always want to pay cash for your own books, because if they look at the name on the credit card and then they look at the name on the book jacket, then there's this look of such profound sympathy for you that you had to resort to ...
Some think love can be measured by the amount of butterflies in their tummy. Others think love can be measured in bunches of flowers, or by using the words 'for ever.' But love can only truly be measured by actions. It can be a small thing, such as p...
'The Panorama' is also the last place anywhere in New York where the World Trade Center still stands, whole, as it stood in the early morning of September 11. I can also see the corner where I saw the first tower fall and howled out loud. Seeing the ...
John F. Kennedy went to bed at 3:30 in the morning on November 9, 1960, uncertain whether he had defeated Richard Nixon for the presidency. He thought he had won, but six states hung in the balance, and after months of exhaustive campaigning, he was ...
In sports, I was representing my country, but in politics I represent people directly. I have always lived with a cause. In army, it was the existence of the sanctity of nation and the men I was commanding, and in sports, it was the pride of my count...
There is a gift of the Holy Spirit that is given to both men and women in the New Testament. This is what makes the New Testament a New Testament rather than the Old Testament, in which women did not have such privileges.
Once boys' and men's challenges are clear, the question 'why now' quickly becomes 'why didn't we see this sooner?' The answer? Virtually every society that survived did so by socializing its sons to be disposable.
