Liesel Meminger: There once was a ghost of a boy who liked to live in the shadows, so he wouldn't frighten people. His job was to wait for his sister, who was still alive. She wasn't afraid of the dark, because she knew that's where her brother was. ...
Saso: [Speaking in Spanish] Listen to me carefully, Carlito. Rudy says Pachanga is complaining about being broke; that he doesn't have a single dollar. He's also saying that you're a piece of shit, and that you don't have the balls to take care of th...
Jodi: Hey, I got a favour to ask you guys. You know my little brother? Benny O'Donnell: Yeah, Mitch Kramer Jodi: Ya, Mitch Kramer. Well, take it easy on him this summer will ya? Pink: Don't worry sis, little brother's safe with us. Jodi: Well just do...
Alex: [voice over] This is my miniature brother, Igor. I am tutoring him to be a man of this world. For an example, I exhibited him a smutty magazine three days yore. Igor: [in Russian] Why is it dubbed sixty-nine? Alex: [voice over] I explain it to ...
George Llewelyn Davies: Excuse me, is he bothering you, sir? My brother can be an extremely irritating sort of person. J.M. Barrie: Ah, Prince George, I take it. And what precisely is um... [to Michael] J.M. Barrie: What did you say your name was? Mi...
Deckard Shaw: [first lines, speaking to comatose Owen Shaw] They say if you want to glimpse the future, just look behind you. I used to think that was bollocks. And now I realise you can't outrun the past. When we were kids, you started fights with t...
Pete Dunham: [to Bovver] This is Matt, Shannon's brother. Matt Buckner: [Holds his hand out to Bovver] Hey. [Bovver turns his head and smokes his cigarette] Swill: That's the painting on his face, he don't give a fuck, does he? He don't give a fuck. ...
Helen: What kind of woman are you? How can you leave him like this? Does the sound of guns frighten you that much? Amy: I've heard guns. My father and my brother were killed by guns. They were on the right side but that didn't help them any when the ...
Pappy O'Daniel: Sounded to me like he was harboring a hateful grudge against the Soggy Bottom Boys on account of their rough and rowdy past. Looks like Homer Stokes is the kind of fellow who wants to cast the first stone. [boos] Pappy O'Daniel: Well,...
Pete: Well hell, it ain't square one! Ain't nobody gonna pick up three filthy, unshaved hitch-hikers, and one of them a know-it-all that can't keep his trap shut. Ulysses Everett McGill: Pete, the personal rancor reflected in that remark I don't inte...
Elizabeth Bennet: What a beautiful pianoforte. Georgiana Darcy: My brother gave it to me. He shouldn't have. Mr. Darcy: Yes, I should've. Georgiana Darcy: Oh, very well then. Mr. Darcy: Easily persuaded, is she not? Elizabeth Bennet: Your unfortunate...
Eddie Valiant: GET OUT OF THAT CHAIR!... That's my brother's chair. Roger Rabbit: [looking at photo on desk] Yeah, where is your brother anyway? He looks like a sensitive and... SOBER fellow. Eddie Valiant: That's it. I'm calling the cops. Roger Rabb...
[the brothers race around the mall parking lot] Elwood: We'll be all right if we can just get back on the expressway. Jake: This don't look like no expressway to me! Elwood: Don't yell at me. Jake: Well whadda you want me to do, Motorhead? Elwood: Tr...
For this new-married man approaching here, Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd Your well defended honour, you must pardon For Mariana's sake: but as he adjudged your brother,-- Being criminal, in double violation Of sacred chastity and of promise...
This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered- We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Sha...
Saying of the Prophet Sleep Sleep is the brother of death.
Adam translated, "Not death, but his brother, sleep.
Death was a friend, and sleep was Death's brother.
Embrace the weather, child, and you'll understand the balance of the world.
Then perhaps you shouldn't sleep. The imagination has terrifying power.
It's a world of sorrow, Oddie, because we make it so.
