I wonder about people who say they haven't time to think. For myself, I can double think. I find that weighing vegetables, passing the time of day with customers, fighting or loving Mary, coping with the children-- none of these prevents a second and...
Maybe I was praying for him then, in my own way. Does God have a set way of prayer, a way that He expects each of us to follow? I doubt it. I believe some people-- lots of people-- pray through the witness of their lives, through the work they do, th...
I'm not a believer in predetermined fates, being rewarded for one's efforts. I'm not a believer in karma. The reason why I try to be a good person is because I think it's the right thing to do. If I commit fewer bad acts there will be fewer bad acts,...
I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't b...
So I was ugly. I was never fat, really, and I never wore headgear or had zits or anything. But I was ugly. I don't even know how ugly and pretty get decided - maybe there's like a secret cabal of boys who meet in the locker room and decide who's ugly...
Sillman looked at his interrogator with hopeless eyes. 'I think while I was passed out, I dreamed about my mom's gingerbread cookies. Maybe the guy who knocked on the glass was eatin' one.' 'Mm,' said Peace-not-War. 'Well. That's helpful. We'll put a...
Way far back in the beginning of the world was the whirlwind warning that we could all be blown away like chips and cry- Men with tired eyes realize it now, and wait to deform and decay- with maybe they have the power of love yet in their hearts just...
Preacher: And you, do you Lydia, take this man...? Lydia: [Interrupting] No! Beetle... Beetlejuice: [Covers Lydia's mouth] She's a little bit nervous. Uh, maybe I should answer for her, okay? [speaks in Lydia's voice] Beetlejuice: I'm Lydia Deetz and...
Yelburton: After you've worked with a man a certain length of time, you come to know his habits, his values - you come to know him - and either he's the kind who chases after women or he isn't. Jake Gittes: Mulwray isn't? Yelburton: He never even kid...
Fanning: [cops are in alley outside Ramon's apartment] Ramon went through that window... splat. Glass here, then tires rolled over it. Richard Weidner: Maybe he jumped. Fanning: Sure... he's depressed so he jumps four stories out of a window onto his...
John Milton: That day on the subway, what did I say to you? What were my words to you? Maybe it was your time to lose. You didn't think so. Kevin Lomax: [raging] Lose? I don't lose! I win! I win! I'm a lawyer! That's my job, that's what I do! John Mi...
Sergeant Al Powell: [about McClane] In fact, I think he's a cop. Maybe not LAPD, but he's definitely a badge. Dwayne T. Robinson: How do you know that? Sergeant Al Powell: A hunch, things he said. Like being able to spot a phony ID. Dwayne T. Robinso...
Tyler Durden: [the Narrator is trying to disarm a car bomb of nitroglycerin] You don't know which wire to pull. Narrator: I know everything you do, so if you know I know. Tyler Durden: Or maybe, since I knew you'd know I spent all days thinking about...
[last lines] Joe: Mmh. Well, guess your government will be glad to see that gold back. Silvanito: And you? You don't want to be here when they get it, eh? Joe: You mean the Mexican goverment on one side? Maybe the Americans on the other side? Me righ...
John Kinsella: Is this heaven? Ray Kinsella: It's Iowa. John Kinsella: Iowa? I could have sworn this was heaven. [starts to walk away] Ray Kinsella: Is there a heaven? John Kinsella: Oh yeah. It's the place where dreams come true. [Ray looks around, ...
[Indio and his gang have been dispatched] Col. Douglas Mortimer: My boy, you've become rich. Monco: You mean *we've* become rich, old man. Col. Douglas Mortimer: No, it's all yours. I think you deserve it. Monco: What about our partnership? Col. Doug...
Danny: Willie, since I was a boy, I hate and fear little rooms, closets, caves. Willie: But Danny, you've dug seventeen tunnels. Over seventeen! Danny: Because I must get out! I hide the fear, and I dig. Tomorrow night in the tunnel with all those me...
Angie Gennaro: We have a good life, right? Patrick Kenzie: Is that a trick question? Angie Gennaro: I don't wanna find their little kid in a dumpster. Patrick Kenzie: Maybe she's not in a dumpster, babe. Angie Gennaro: I don't wanna find a little kid...
Patrick Kenzie: I couldn't stop running it over and over and over in my mind. The vague and distant suspicion that we never understood what happened that night; what our role was. Or maybe it was just like the hundreds of other children who disappear...
Dr Ray Stantz: Every ancient religion has its own myth about the end of the world. Winston Zeddemore: Myth? Ray, has it ever occurred to you that maybe the reason we've been so busy lately is because the dead *have* been rising from the grave? [long ...
Walt Kowalski: [Walt is trying to "man" up Thao] Now go out and talk to him, and it ain't rocket science for Christ's sake. Thao Vang Lor: Yeah, but I don't have a job, a car, or a girlfriend. Barber Martin: Jesus. I shoulda blown his head off when I...
