Mark Evans: You gonna tell the marshal what those men did? William Evans: Marshal ain't doing shit! Alice Evans: William... Dan Evans: First thing, Mark, I'm gonna take you boys and we're gonna round up the herd, and then I'm going into town. Mark Ev...
Allison: I'm in the midst of doing my thesis. Alvy Singer: On what? Allison: Political commitment in twentieth century literature. Alvy Singer: You, you, you're like New York, Jewish, left-wing, liberal, intellectual, Central Park West, Brandeis Univ...
Mortimer Brewster: [on the telephone] Yes, operator, I'd like the Happy Dale Sanatorium, Happy Dale, New York. Come on, operator, what's taking so long? They're just across the river. I could swim it faster! No, I don't want the Happy Dale Laundry. I...
Fran Kubelik: I never catch colds. C.C. Baxter: Really? I was reading some figures from the Sickness and Accident Claims Division. You know that the average New Yorker between the ages of twenty and fifty has two and a half colds a year? Fran Kubelik...
Patrick Bateman: There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant an...
Real Harvey: I felt more alone that week than any. Sometimes I'd feel a body lying next to me like an amputee feels a phantom limb. All I did was think about Jennie Gerhardt and Alice Quinn and all the decades of people I had known. The more I though...
Alfred Pennyworth: When you told me your grand plan for saving Gotham, the only thing that stopped me from calling the men in white coats was when you said that it wasn't about thrill-seeking. Bruce Wayne: It's not. Alfred Pennyworth: What would you ...
Townsman #1: Good morning, Mr. Eastwood. Marty McFly: Morning. Townsman #2: [hands Marty a cigar] Have a cigar, Mr. Eastwood. Anything I can do you for you today Mr. Eastwood? Marty McFly: Uh, no. That's fine. I don't... Townsman #3: Good luck tomorr...
[first lines] Mother: Hello, sweetheart. Bruno: Mum, what's going on? Mother: We're celebrating. Bruno: Celebrating? Mother: Mm, your father's been given a promotion. Gretel: That means a better job. Bruno: I know what promotion is. Mother: So we're ...
After Napoleon's 1815 defeat at Waterloo, Europeans had created nation-states in the image and likeness of Napoleon. The new states became the foci of popular affection, even worship. All organized themselves as Napoleon had France, and as Hegel had ...
Few societies have come to grips with the new demography. We cling to the notion of retirement at sixty-five - a reasonable notion when those over sixty-five were a tiny percentage of the population but increasingly untenable as they approach 20 perc...
We don't know predestined ways, or what future might behold, someone leaves,someone remains, and new things replace the old. We don't know a thing for sure, what's today,is there tomorrow? Yet,somehow we still endure, through those moments filled wit...
Melancholia is, I believe, a musical problem: a dissonance, a change in rhythm. While on the outside everything happens with the vertiginous rhythm of a cataract, on the inside is the exhausted adagio of drops of water falling from time to tired time...
I turn sentences around. That’s my life. I write a sentence and then I turn it around. Then I look at it and I turn it around again. Then I have lunch. Then I come back in and write another sentence. Then I have tea and turn the new sentence around...
LIFE ON ITS EDGE' 'What the title reflects? It says about life's edge' 'Edge, where life has nothing, nothing to achieve. But wait is there, that it will gonna over in this believe' 'No power, no strength but there's just weakness, All attempts get f...
Justin wandered over to the big fir between the coach house and his studio, and began freeing the new growth from their rust colored casings. “Why do you do that?” I walked around kitten’s nose, and came up behind him. “So they have a few mor...
The book itself is a curious artifact, not showy in its technology but complex and extremely efficient: a really neat little device, compact, often very pleasant to look at and handle, that can last decades, even centuries. It doesn't have to be plug...
Write it down. Not just to remember it, but to forget it in the right way. My notebook are a kind of materialized subconscious, a hard-copy memory and its invisible substrata, following their own rules. More than once I have been surprised to discove...
Had Kurt Cobain not committed suicide in 1994, would his genius have survived the continuous incisions of a media that was only too proud of its ability to chisel away at his fragile psyche in the years before he decided that he'd had enough off thei...
Recovery does not refer to an absence of pain or struggle. Rather, recovery is marked by the transition from anguish to suffering. In anguish the paralyzed man and I lived without hope. We experienced anguish as futile pain, pain that revolved in cir...
What is a writer? A writer is a magician who can create a masterpiece With a wave of a pencil A writer has the key to a new world Capturing readers and taking them on a roller coaster ride away from reality But a writer can be a commanding tyrant Or ...
