The vocal chorus will be along shortly: I like that part especially and the abrupt manner in which it throws itself forward, like a cliff against the sea. For the moment, the jazz is playing; there is no melody, only notes, a myriad of tiny jolts. Th...
It is not possible even at great length to “pot” The Lord of the Rings in a paragraph or two … It was begun in 1937, and every part has been written many times. Hardly a word in its 600,000 or more has been unconsidered. And the placing, size, ...
I sit beside the fire and think Of all that I have seen Of meadow flowers and butterflies In summers that have been Of yellow leaves and gossamer In autumns that there were With morning mist and silver sun And wind upon my hair I sit beside the fire ...
I have not been nourished by English Literature. . . for the simple reason that I have never found much there in which to rest my heart (or heart and head together). I was brought up in the Classics, and first discovered the sensation of literary ple...
[O]ver the years I travelled to another universe. However alert we are, however much we think we know what will happen, antiquity remains an unknown, unanticipated galaxy. It is alien, and old people are a separate form of life. They have green skin,...
Baloo: Now, look. It's like this, little britches. All you gotta do is... Baloo: [singing] Look for the bare necessities / The simple bare necessities / Forget about your worries and your strife / I mean the bare necessities / Are Mother Nature's rec...
Dr. Alan Grant: [finding egg shells] Oh my God. Do you know what this is? This is a dinosaur egg. The dinosaurs are breeding. Tim: But Grandpa said all the dinosaurs were girls. Dr. Alan Grant: Amphibian DNA. Lex: What's that? Dr. Alan Grant: Well, o...
Liesel Meminger: Do you think my mother really loved me? Max Vandenburg: Of course. Every mother loves her child. Even Hitler's. Liesel Meminger: Do you think she writes to him? Max Vandenburg: "Dear Führer, just wait until your father gets home! Lo...
Martin Kreutz: Where's my sister? Jason Bourne: Why don't you sit down. Martin Kreutz: Where is she? Jason Bourne: She's dead. She was killed. I'm sorry. Martin Kreutz: I knew it was going to end this way. It was always going to end this way. Jason B...
Cabeleira: Hey, Bernice. Listen, I've got something real important to say. Tell me, you ever heard of love at first sight? Berenice: Sure, but hoods don't fall in love, they just get horny. Cabeleira: C'mon, you cut everything I say to pieces. Bereni...
[Chaplin tells Sennett he intends to leave Sennett's employ and open his own studio] Mack Sennett: Charlie, I've been so rotten to you. I don't know if you can forgive me. I forced you to leave Butte, Montana. I made you accept a hundred and fifty pe...
Alfredo: Get out of here! Go back to Rome. You're young and the world is yours. I'm old. I don't want to hear you talk anymore. I want to hear others talking about you. Don't come back. Don't think about us. Don't look back. Don't write. Don't give i...
Lucien: You watch the Discovery Channel? Anthony: Not a lot. Peter: They got some good shit on that channel. Lucien: Every night there is a show with somebody shining a little blue light and finding tiny specks of blood splattered on carpets and wall...
[Ralphie is visiting Santa at the department store, only he can't remember what he wanted] Santa Claus: How about a nice football? Ralphie as Adult: [narrating] Football? Football? What's a football? With unconscious will my voice squeaked out 'footb...
Ron Woodroof: Do you ever miss your regular life? Dr. Eve Saks: Regular life? What is that? It doesn't exist. Ron Woodroof: Yeah, I guess. No, I know, I just... I just wanna... Dr. Eve Saks: What? Ron Woodroof: Ice-cold beer, a little riding in. Well...
Shavonne Wright: What the hell are you talking about girl? Kaye Faulkner: Didn't even think about it did you? Shavonne Wright: Gilligan's Island? Kaye Faulkner: It's what called a male pornographic fantasy. Shavonne Wright: [laughs] Oh my haha Kaye F...
Dawson: There's Shavonne. I think she might still be mad at me Watch me get something going here. [the girls show up] Dawson: Hey, what's going on? Shavonne: Hey, not much. How about you? Slater: Oh, a little weed, you know. There may be a beer bust ...
Dr. Lilian Thurman: Do you feel alone right now? Donnie: Oh, I don't know. I mean, I'd like to believe I'm not, but I just... I've just never seen any proof, so I... I just don't debate it anymore, you know? It's like I could spend my whole life deba...
Daisy Werthan: [on the phone, trying to get a ride to her hair appointment] Well, I need you now, I have to be at the beauty parlor in half an hour... no, I most certainly did NOT know you have to call a minimum of three hours ahead! I don't know why...
Hans Gruber: [on the radio] Mr. Mystery Guest? Are you still there? John McClane: Yeah, I'm still here. Unless you wanna open the front door for me. Hans Gruber: Uh, no, I'm afraid not. But, you have me at a loss. You know my name but who are you? Ju...
Stan: Alright you guys, whoever took my boots, I want them back. Axel: I got a boot for you, Stan, right up your ass! Stan: Hey Mike, lemme borrow your spears, eh? Michael: No, Stan. Stan: No? What do you mean no? Michael: Just what I said, no. No me...
