Francesca: I had thoughts about him I hardly knew what to do with, and he read every one. Whatever I wanted, he gave himself up to, and in that moment everything I knew to be true about myself was gone. I was acting like another woman, yet I was more...
Evan: I just thought that you should know. Kayleigh Miller: Know what? Evan: That you were happy once... with me. Kayleigh Miller: You know there's one major hole in your story, there is no fucking way on this planet, nor any other I would ever be in...
Mrs. Wilkinson: So. Do we get the pleasure of your company next week? Billy: It's just, I feel like a right sissy. Mrs. Wilkinson: Well don't act like one. 50p please. And if you're not coming again give us your shoes. Billy: [thinks] No, you're all ...
Young Jenny: There's leaches in there. Young Ed Bloom: Did you see that woman? Young Jenny: What did she look like? Young Ed Bloom: Well, she was, uh... Young Jenny: Was she naked? Young Ed Bloom: Yeah, she was. Young Jenny: It's not a woman. It's a ...
Doc: And in the future, we don't need horses. We have motorized carriages called automobiles. Saloon Old Timer #3: If everybody's got one of these auto-whatsits, does anybody walk or run anymore? Doc: Of course we run. But for recreation. For fun. Sa...
Etta Place: Butch? Butch Cassidy: Hmm. Etta Place: Do you ever wonder if I'd met you first, we'd be the ones to get involved? Butch Cassidy: But we are involved, Etta. Don't you know that? I mean you are riding on my bicycle - in some Arabian countri...
Ennis Del Mar: We can get together... once in a while, way the hell out in the middle of nowhere, but... Jack Twist: Once in a while? Every four fuckin' years? Ennis Del Mar: If you can't fix it, Jack, you gotta stand it. Jack Twist: For how long? En...
Sheik Ilderim: Balthasar is a good man. But until all men are like him, we must keep our swords bright! Judah Ben-Hur: And our intentions true! So I must leave you. Sheik Ilderim: One last thought: There is no law in the arena; many are killed... I h...
Harry Tuttle: Bloody paperwork. Huh! Sam Lowry: I suppose one has to expect a certain amount. Harry Tuttle: Why? I came into this game for the action, the excitement. Go anywhere, travel light, get in, get out, wherever there's trouble, a man alone. ...
Harry: Number One, why aren't you in when I fucking told you to be in? Number Two, why doesn't this hotel have phones with fucking voicemail and not have to leave messages with the fucking receptionist? Number Three, you better fucking be in tomorrow...
Ray: [crying] I killed a little boy! [Ken embraces Ray] Ken: Then save the next little boy. Just go away somewhere, get out of this business, and try to do something good. You're not going to help anybody dead. You're not going to bring that boy back...
Ray: What am I gonna do, Ken? What am I gonna do? Ken: Just keep movin'. Keep on movin'. Try not to think about it. Learn a new language, maybe? Ray: Sure. I can hardly do English. [pause] Ray: That's one thing I like about Europe, though. You don't ...
Celine: I had worked for this old man and once he told me that he had spent his whole life thinking about his career and his work. And he was fifty-two and it suddenly struck him that he had never really given anything of himself. His life was for no...
Paul Smecker: They exited out the front door. They had no idea what they were in for. Now they're staring at six men with guns drawn. It was a fucking ambush. [they exit the house to find Il Duce, one man with six guns] Paul Smecker: This was a fucki...
I've sat in sushi bars, really fine ones, and I know how hard this guy worked, how proud he is. I know you don't need sauce. I know he doesn't even want you to pour sauce. And I've seen customers come in and do that, and I've seen him, as stoic as he...
The degeneration of the revolution in Russia does not pass from the revolution for communism to the revolution for a developed kind of capitalism, but to a pure capitalist revolution. It runs in parallel with world-wide capitalist domination which,...
Something like panic struck at Hurlow. Moffat's calm confession of fear withdrew the prop upon which he had leaned. Down there, among the motionless shadows, lurked invisible things, things that were nameless, shapeless and malignant; things which co...
Grief is an artist of powers as various as the instruments upon which he plays his dirges for the dead, evoking from some the sharpest, shrillest notes, from others the low, grave chords that throb recurrent like the slow beating of a distant drum. S...
I have frequently thought to myself, 'If I can teach my daughter one thing, it will be the love of self unconditionally.' Unconditional love and peace are obtainable, but they are only obtainable if I can learn to move beyond the conditions that I pl...
I’m a big believer in winging it. I’m a big believer that you’re never going to find perfect city travel experience or the perfect meal without a constant willingness to experience a bad one. Letting the happy accident happen is what a lot of v...
I grant we should add a third category: that of the true healers. But it is a fact one doesn't come across many of them, and anyhow it must be a hard vocation. That's why I decided to take, in every predicament, the victim's side, so as to reduce the...
