I think marriage is one of those things that writers draw on, one of those emotional reservoirs that go way back.
Emptiness which is conceptually liable to be mistaken for sheer nothingness is in fact the reservoir of infinite possibilities.
Mr. White: Smoke? Mr. Pink: I quit. [pause] Mr. Pink: What, you got one?
Nice Guy Eddie: We got places all over the place.
Mr. Blonde: Guess what, I think I'm parked in the red-zone!
Mr. Brown: [after Mr. Pink's tipping conversation] Jesus Christ!
I don't need to manufacture trauma in my life to be creative. I have a big enough reservoir of sadness or emotional trauma to last me.
India is a reservoir of alternative interpretations of what the global is, and these ways of viewing the world need to be exposed.
Mr. White: If you shoot this man, you die next. Repeat. If you shoot this man, you die next.
Nice Guy Eddie: Larry, stop pointin' that fuckin' gun at my Dad!
Nice Guy Eddie: Okay, first things fuckin' last!
Mr. Pink: You're acting like a first year fucking thief! I'm acting like a professional!
Joe: Hey, I've changed my mind. Shoot this piece of shit, will ya?
Mr. Blonde: You kids shouldn't play so rough. Somebody's gonna start cryin'.
Mr. White: What, did you forget your french fries, to go with the soda?
Libraries are reservoirs of strength, grace and wit, reminders of order, calm and continuity, lakes of mental energy, neither warm nor cold, light nor dark.
Not since the Depression has the state been this dry, have our rivers been this low, our water table this low, and our reservoirs this low.
When most members of a community are vaccinated, they protect those who are not by eliminating the viral reservoirs in the population. The effect is known as 'herd immunity.'
People are going to wake up to this great reservoir of music we've created in America - cakewalks, one-steps, boogie-woogie, country and western. I had a bit to do with one of those traditions.
It does me good to write a letter which is not a response to a demand, a gratuitous letter, so to speak, which has accumulated in me like the waters of a reservoir.
Mr. Blonde: Eddie, you keep talking like a bitch, I'm gonna slap you like a bitch.
