Mola Ram: Bali Mangthi Kali Ma. [Sacrifice is what Mother Kali desires] Mola Ram: Shakthi Degi Kali Ma. [Power is what Mother Kali will grant] Mola Ram: Kali ma... Kali ma... Kali ma, shakthi deh! [Mother Kali... Mother Kali... Mother Kali, give me p...
Zulu War Soldier: Here is better than home, eh, sir? I mean, at home if you kill someone they arrest you, here they'll give you a gun and show you what to do, sir. I mean, I killed fifteen of those buggers. Now, at home they'd hang me, here they'll g...
Clarence Boddicker: I don't think I want to pay that, Sal. Sal: I don't give a shit what you want to pay. I set the prices here. Clarence Boddicker: Listen, pal, maybe you haven't heard. I'm the guy in Old Detroit. You want space in my marketplace......
Harry Goldfarb: [Harry has just found out that Sara is on diet pills] Does he give you pills? Sara Goldfarb: Of course he gives me pills. He's a doctor! Harry Goldfarb: What kind of pills? Sara Goldfarb: Oh... erm... a blue one, a purple one... and a...
Doug the Head: Avi, I'm not telepathic. Cousin Avi: Well you're plenty fucking stupid, I'll give you that. Do you know why they call him Franky "Four Fingers" Doug? Because he makes stupid bets with dangerous people, and when he doesn't pay up, they ...
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: You sharpshootin' me, punk? Is that what you're doin'? Don't you sharpshoot me! You'll give me forty. Then you're gonna give me forty more. Then you're gonna pull K.P., the grease pit! I'll rub your NOSE in enlisted men's CRUD t...
LaBoeuf: You give out very little sugar with your pronouncements. While I sat there watchin' I gave some thought to stealin' a kiss... though you are very young, and sick... and unattractive to boot. But now I have a mind to give you five or six good...
Damien: Give me your letters, Chris. [Damien holds out his hand. Chris just looks at him] Damien: Give me your letters, Chris! Chris: I didn't know what to write. And Mam can't read. [Damien lets his hand fall, sighs] Chris: Just tell her I love her....
Jake: Now, look, you. Them pheasants are for his pot. These eels are for my pot. Now, what makes you think I should give you something for your pot? Withnail: What pot? Marwood: Our cooking pot. Jake: Ah, he knows. Hey, give us a wheeze on that fag. ...
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: [dreaming] I am not a Frankenstein. I'm a Fronkensteen. Don't give me that. I don't believe in fate. And I won't say it. [pauses] Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: All right, you win. You win. I give. I'll say it. I'll say it. I...
Girl in Studebaker: You got a bitchin' car. John Milner: Yeah, I know. Girl in Studebaker: In fact, your car's so neat, we're gonna give you our special prize. You want me to give it to you? John Milner: Sweetheart, if the prize is you, I'm a ready t...
Constanze Mozart: Wolfie, I think you really are going mad. You work like a slave for that idiot actor who won't give you a penny. And here, this is not a ghost! This is a real man who puts down real money. Why on earth won't you finish it? Can you g...
Emma: Enjoying philosophy? Adèle: [laughs] I love it. It's incredibly enriching. Very interesting. Very deep. Orgasm precedes essence. Emma: Your grade better be good. Adèle: Give me a grade. Emma: Fourteen. Adèle: Fourteen? Just fourteen? Emma: [...
Meurice: [to Ray] Look. Personally I don't give a shit. I know Marty's a hard-on but you gotta do something. I don't know; give the money back, say you're sorry, or get the fuck out of here, or something... It's very humiliating, preaching about this...
It takes a fearless, unflinching love and deep humility to accept the universe as it is. The most effective way he knew to accomplish that, the most powerful tool at his disposal, was the scientific method, which over time winnows out deception. It c...
Is harmony one note that everybody is singing? Or is it a whole lot of notes that are in vibrational harmony with each other? when you give your attention to anything the Universe responds to it. When two of you are giving your attention to it, and t...
It's okay to disagree with the thoughts or opinions expressed by other people. That doesn't give you the right to deny any sense they might make. Nor does it give you a right to accuse someone of poorly expressing their beliefs just because you don't...
The poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire. He is responsible for humanity, for animals even; he will have to make sure his visions can be smelled, fondled, listened to; if what he brings back from beyond has form, he gives it form; if it has no...
Owning our story can be hard but not nearly as difficult as spending our lives running from it. Embracing our vulnerabilities is risky but not nearly as dangerous as giving up on love and belonging and joy—the experiences that make us the most vuln...
Bedtime makes you realize how completely incapable you are of being in charge of another human being. My children act like they've never been to sleep before. "Bed? What's that? No, I'm not doing that." They never want to go to bed. This is is anothe...
The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbola never perfectly match. Eros is in between.
