To me, life, for all its privations, is a luminous thing. You have to risk it.
Either a municipal bog is a private place or it isn't. If it is a private place in which to shit, how is it not a private place in which to fellate?
Private Jackson: I wouldn't venture out there fellas. This sniper's got talent.
Private Ryan: [after being told he can go home] [to himself] Private Ryan: It doesn't make any sense. [normal voice] Private Ryan: It doesn't make any sense, sir. Why? Why do I deserve to go? Why not any of these guys? They all fought just as hard as...
It was an odd situation. For a century and a half, men got rid of their own hair, which was perfectly comfortable, and instead covered their heads with something foreign and uncomfortable. Very often it was actually their own hair made into a wig. Pe...
Vitamin B proved to be not one vitamin but several, which is why we have B1, B2, and so on. To add to the confusion, Vitamin K has nothing to do with an alphabetical sequence. It was called K because its Danish discoverer, Henrik Dam, dubbed it "koag...
Private Cowboy: Tough break for Hand Job. He was all set to get shipped out on a medical. Private Joker: What was the matter with him? Private Cowboy: He was jerkin' off ten times a day. Private Eightball: No shit. At least ten times a day. Private C...
[talking about Capt. Miller] Corporal Upham: Reiben, so you even know where he went to school? Private Reiben: Cap'n didn't go to school, they assembled him at OSC outta spare body parts of dead GIs. Private Caparzo: You gotta pay attention to detail...
While this has been a private part of my family's life, it is now clear a media story will soon emerge. My father tragically ended his life while battling terminal cancer in 1979.
The reality is that the work I do is not private work. I bring all my secrets, my life, to my work. Anybody who's seen my work knows everything about me.
Boyfriends have to understand me and my needs. They have to know what I want out of my life and about my strict regime. I go to bed at 10pm and not later. I separate my professional and private lives.
My private measure of success is daily. If this were to be the last day of my life would I be content with it? To live in a harmonious balance of commitments and pleasures is what I strive for.
Captain Miller: [weakly mutters something] Private Ryan: [leans in closer] What, sir? Captain Miller: James, earn this... earn it.
[lining up a rifle shot] Private Jackson: Be not Thou far from me, O Lord.
Captain Miller: They're tankbusters sir. P-51s. Private Ryan: Angels on our shoulders.
Private Reiben: You wouldn't shoot the kraut and now you're gonna shoot me? Sergeant Horvath: He's better than you.
Private: [screaming in agony] THEY'RE KILLING US! AND WE DON'T HAVE A FUCKIN' CHANCE AND THAT'S NOT FAIR!
Private: [when setting the German soldiers on fire] Don't shoot! LET THEM BURN!
Private: [shouting and under intense fire] What's the rallying point? Captain Miller: Anywhere but here!
Captain Miller: Whose goin' left? Private Jackson: I'll do it. I'll go left.
Da Nang Hooker: Hey, baby. You got girlfriend Vietnam? Private Joker: Not just this minute. Da Nang Hooker: Well, baby, me so horny. Me so HORNY. Me love you long time. You party? Private Joker: Yeah, we might party. How much? Da Nang Hooker: Fifteen...
