Capt. James 'Bugger' Staros: I've lived with these men, sir, for two and a half years and I will not order them all to their deaths.
Lt. Col. Gordon Tall: [voice over] Shut up in a tomb. Can't lift the lid. Playing a role I never concieved.
Colonel Gordon Tall: Look at this jungle. Look at those vines, the way they twine around, swallowing everything. Nature's cruel, Staros.
First Sgt. Edward Welsh: There's not some other world out there where everything's gonna be okay. There's just this one, just this rock.
Lt. Col. Gordon Tall: The only time you should start worrying about a soldier is when they stop bitchin'.
Japanese soldier: We know you out there, Yank! Sergeant Keck: Tojo eats shit! Japanese soldier: No, Roosevelt eats-a shit!
Lt. Col. Gordon Tall: You're Greek, aren't you, Captain? Did you ever read Homer? We read Homer at the Point. In Greek.
Lt. Col. Gordon Tall: You feel like a son to me, John. You know what my son does? He's a bait salesman.
Kilgore: [after the Red Team gunship spectacularly knocks out a heavy AA artillery unit] Outstanding, Red Team, outstanding! Get you a case of beer for that one.
Red is a colour I've felt very strongly about. Maybe red is a very Indian colour, maybe it's one of those things that I grew up with and recognise at some other level.
During my 40s, I thought I couldn't wear red lipstick. I thought it was just too much and I couldn't do it anymore. I don't know why. But now, I'm going to wear red lipstick for as long as I want.
Red: When we think of red we picture love. But it is so much more than just a colour. It's in all of us. And just one stop can be a gift to save another.
And this time as the lashes come, try to think about the pain, instead of against it, because there is not one single aspect of life, past, present, or future, that does not tear your reason from you, to think on it. So think about the pain. This pai...
She lay there like a beautiful lace covered present for the troll with her sweet hands wrapped up in the red bow of Lilith’s red silk thong.
As a very young person, I was ready and willing to explore and try new things, unhampered by the daily routines that adults so often feel obligated to adhere to.
If you work hard enough at something, it begins to make itself part of you, even though you do not really like it and know that part isn't real.
A brick could be used to build a color theory that red objects encapsulate rage. Don’t believe me? Think of all the red objects that inspire hate: stop lights, Nazi swastikas, and tomato juice.
Marry me, he says. I got all my own teeth, I wash twice a year an I'll cut you in fer half the business here.
The judge like a great ponderous djinn stepped through the fire and the flames delivered him up as if he were in some way native to their element.
They spoke less and less between them until at last they were silent altogether as is often the way with travelers approaching the end of a journey.
I observe that there is a good deal of German music on the programme, which is rather more to my taste than Italian or French. It is introspective, and I want to introspect.
