I am persuaded that feminism is not at the root of political correctness. The actual source is much nastier and dares not speak its name, which is simply hatred for old people. The question of domination between men and women is relatively secondary�...
Old Lady: [investigating the noise] What's happening out there? Malky: All right, ma'am, go away, DEA. Police. Old Lady: Why don't you leave that poor family alone? Malky: [to Stansfield] It's all right, everything's al right. Just calm down. Stansfi...
Fat bitch," Kessa murmured as the door scraped closed behind Mrs. Stone. "She meant well, Francesca. And you see, everyone thinks you're too thin." "Since when is Mrs. Stone an authority on appearance. I've heard you say a thousand times that she loo...
He never spoke with any bitterness at all, no matter how awful the things he said. Are there really people without resentment, without hate, she wondered. People who never go cross-grained to the universe? Who recognize evil, and resist evil, and yet...
Roger Murtaugh: 50 years old, what a birthday, goddamn 50 years old, been on the force 20 years, not a scratch on me, not a scar, got a wife, kids, a house, a fishing boat, but I can kiss all that goodbye because my new partner has a death wish, my f...
Don't build a new ship out of old wood.
It is only good when the old and the young respect each other.
You do not teach the paths of the forest to an old gorilla.
Young folk, silly folk; old folk, cold folk.
Old countries don't disappear overnight; they stay for breakfast.
Until a child is one year old it is incapable of sin.
Everyone wants to live long, but no one wants to be called old.
Fish and guests smell when they are three days old.
A hundred-year-old revenge still has its baby teeth.
Old canoes can be restored, but youth and beauty cannot.
An old loan repaid is like finding something new.
If you would live in health, grow old early.
If the young knew and the old could, there is nothing that couldn't be done.
If you want to travel fast use the old roads.
My heart filled with Nick's smile, with the look of sheer adoration he gave me as he lugged the bucket. In the space of an instant, I felt it again—the crumbling of an old part of me, the growth of something new. The changing of my heart into a mot...
It's not as if we're running a hospital for sick children down here, let's put it that way. Where's the nobility in patching up a bunch of old tables and chairs? Corrosive to the soul, quite possibly. I've seen too many estates not to know that. Idol...