Mulligan: What happened here? Little Bonaparte: [referring to Spats and his thugs] There was something in that cake that didn't agree with them. Mulligan: My compliments to the chef. Nobody leaves this room until I get the recipe. Little Bonaparte: Y...
Lucy: It is a very great secret. I've told nobody in the world for fear of discovery. Fanny: [greedily] I am the soul of discretion. Lucy: If I dared tell... Fanny: I can assure you, I'm as silent as the grave. [Lucy whispers in Fanny's ear; Fanny's ...
Goudy: [cross-examining Rooster] How many men have you shot since you became a marshal, Mr. Cogburn? Rooster Cogburn: I never shot nobody I didn't have to. Goudy: That was not the question. How many? Rooster Cogburn: Uh... shot or killed? Goudy: Oh, ...
MacReady: I know I'm human. And if you were all these things, then you'd just attack me right now, so some of you are still human. This thing doesn't want to show itself, it wants to hide inside an imitation. It'll fight if it has to, but it's vulner...
Tom: Look, we don't have to put a label on it. That's fine. I get it. But, you know, I just... I need some consistency. Summer: I know. Tom: I need to know that you're not gonna wake up in the morning and feel differently. Summer: And I can't give yo...
Susan Orlean: Do you ever get lonely sometimes, Johnny? John Laroche: Well, I was a weird kid. Nobody liked me. But I had this idea. If I waited long enough, someone would come around and just, you know... understand me. Like my mom, except someone e...
Charlie Allnut: How'd you like it? Rose Sayer: Like it? Charlie Allnut: White water rapids! Rose Sayer: I never dreamed... Charlie Allnut: I don't blame you for being scared - not one bit. Nobody with good sense ain't scared of white water... Rose Sa...
Lorraine Baines: It's our first television set. Dad just picked it up today. Do you have a television? Marty McFly: Well, yeah. You know we have... two of them. Milton Baines: Wow! You must be rich. Stella Baines: Oh, honey, he's teasing you. Nobody ...
The Old Man: Ain't nobody from outside bringing down the property value. It's these folk, shootin' each other and sellin' that crack rock and shit. Furious Styles: Well, how you think the crack rock gets into the country? We don't own any planes. We ...
[Butch is robbing Woodcock's train for the second time] Butch Cassidy: You can't want to get blown up again. Woodcock: Butch, you know that if it were my money, there is nobody that I would rather have steal it than you. But, you see, I am still in t...
The Dude: Nobody calls me Lebowski. You got the wrong guy. I'm the Dude, man. Blond Treehorn Thug: Your name's Lebowski, Lebowski. Your wife is Bunny. The Dude: My... my wi-, my wife, Bunny? Do you see a wedding ring on my finger? Does this place loo...
Humility is perfect quietness of heart. It is to expect nothing, to wonder at nothing that is done to me, to feel nothing done against me. It is to be at rest when nobody praises me, and when I am blamed or despised. It is to have a blessed home in t...
You know, they ask me if I were on a desert island and I knew nobody would ever see what I wrote, would I go on writing. My answer is most emphatically yes. I would go on writing for company. Because I'm creating an imaginary — it's always imaginar...
Cause nobody's the slightest idea who we are, or who we were, not even we ourselves - except, that is, in the glimmer of a moment of fair business between strangers, or the nod of knowing and agreement between friends. Other than these, we go out ano...
As Confucius once said, "He who does nothing is the one who does nothing."' Gabby pondered the words, the furrowed her brow. 'did Confucius really say that?' Sunglasses in place, Stephanie managed the tiniest of shrugs. 'No, but who cared? The point ...
So we're getting close to suggesting that camp is both the opposite of cool and a refinement of it. Camp and cool both have an element of not-caring, of disdain for the ordinary. The difference is that cool implies a lack of conscious effort, whereas...
Sarah Lynn strides out of the stairwell. Lawrence watches her go. The door slushes shut behind her, and he turns to me with a tightened jaw. I want to tell him: No, no, you've got it all wrong. I don't care if you kiss a white girl. I don't care if y...
Often at shelters, we hear, 'I told my child she could get a pet, but she will have to take care of him.' That is an unrealistic expectation and often results in the pet being returned days, weeks, or months later. It is hard for pets to go in and ou...
Reiko set the ball on the ground and patted my knee. "Look," she said, "I'm not telling you to stop sleeping with girls. If you're O.K. with that, then it's OK. It's your life after all, it's something _you_ have to decide. All I'm saying is that you...
We should be told: Write fast, write close to the bone, write for ten hours straight until you’re not thinking in words anymore, but in colors, in smells, in waves of memory. Right what you care about. Don’t write one more word you don’t care a...
They had pulled me from the hemorrhaging, dying body of my mother and turned me over to the care of the man who was not my father. He had taken me home to their tiny apartment above the old hardware store and done what little he knew to take care of ...
