Jack Lucas: [on himself, and Parry] "Radio Personality Turns Screwball On Mission From God." I just hope that when they put me away, they find me a place right next to his.
Marge Gunderson: Say, Lou, didya hear the one about the guy who couldn't afford personalized plates, so he went and changed his name to J3L2404? Lou: Yah, that's a good one.
Constable: You're an honest, decent person. Even though you are a Jew. Tevye: Oh... THANK you, your honor. How often does a man get a compliment like that?
M. Gustave: Rudeness is merely an expression of fear. People fear they won't get what they want. The most dreadful and unattractive person only needs to be loved, and they will open up like a flower.
BatÙ: That's all it is. BatÙ: Information. BatÙ: Even a simulated experience or a dream is simultaneous reality and fantasy. BatÙ: Any way you look at it, all the information that a person accumulates in a lifetime is just a drop in the bucket.
Dumbledore: Only a person who wanted to find the Stone - find it, but not use it - would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. And between you and me, that is saying something.
Dec: Billy, I understand you've got a prize for our competition winners. Billy Mack: Yes I have, Ant or Dec. It's a - it's a personalized felt tip pen.
Choi: Hallelujah. You're my savior, man. My own personal Jesus Christ. Neo: If you get caught using that... Choi: I know. This never happened. You don't exist. Neo: Right.
Tracy Lord: Only for the moment, I'm not interested in myself. C. K. Dexter Haven: Not interested in yourself, Red, you're fascinated. You're far and away your favorite person in the world.
Patrick: I dare you to kiss the prettiest girl in the room on the lips. And notice I charitably said girl and not person because let's face it, I'd smoke all you bitches.
Glen: Say, did you hear about the person of the Polish persuasion who walked into a bar with a big 'ol pile of shit in his hands and he says, "Look what I almost stepped in"?
Wyatt Earp: You're the only person I can afford to loose to any more. How we feelin' today doc? Doc Holliday: I'm dyin', how are you? Wyatt Earp: Pretty much the same.
Bree: I got a phone call last night from a juvenile inmate of the New York prison system. He claimed to be Stanley's son. Margaret: No third-person. [brief pause] Bree: My son.
Dr. Manhattan: In January 1971, President Nixon asks me to intervene in Vietnam, something that his predecessors would *not* ask. A week later the conflict ends. Some of the Viet Cong want to surrender to me personally.
The Narrator: That Zelig could be responsible for the behavior of each of the personalities he assumed means dozens of lawsuits. He is sued for bigamy, adultery, automobile accidents, plagiarism, household damages, negligence, property damages, and p...
I think writing really helps you heal yourself. I think if you write long enough, you will be a healthy person. That is, if you write what you need to write, as opposed to what will make money, or what will make fame.
As the stars make more and more money - one person gets $12 million, $14 million, $15 million, $20 million - everyone else is expected to work for peanuts. And that includes some extraordinary actors who are, today, working for peanuts because the pr...
I really want to move away from the old model in which you have to rely on people giving $10 after a humanitarian crisis to a newer model where people give money but also their time and their skills, whatever they have, to the causes that are persona...
I never take on anything that is just for the money or just for, you know. I always have to connect with it in a very personal way because I believe the audience will sense whether I'm into it or not, so I don't take on projects that I'm not really p...
When I died my hair red the first time, I felt as if it was what nature intended. I have been accused of being a bit of a spitfire, so in that way, I absolutely live up to the stereotype. The red hair suits my personality. I was a terrible blonde!
A novelist writes a novel, and people read it. But reading is a solitary act. While it may elicit a varied and personal response, the communal nature of the audience is like having five hundred people read your novel and respond to it at the same tim...
