Teaching is the royal road to learning.
There is no royal road to geometry.
The interpretation of dreams is the royal road to a knowledge of the unconscious activities of the mind.
There is no royal road to learning; no short cut to the acquirement of any art.
There is no royal road; you've got to work a good deal harder than most people want to work.
The royal road to a man's heart is to talk to him about the things he treasures most.
It is a happy thing that there is no royal road to poetry. The world should know by this time that one cannot reach Parnassus except by flying thither.
Royal: Are you trying to steal my woman? Henry Sherman: I beg your pardon? Royal: You heard me, Coltrane. Henry Sherman: Coltrane? Royal: What? Henry Sherman: Did you just call me Coltrane? Royal: No. Henry Sherman: You didn't? Royal: No. Henry Sherm...
There is no royal road to anything, one thing at a time, all things in succession. That which grows fast, withers as rapidly. That which grows slowly, endures.
[Richie tells his father Royal he's in love with Margot, his adopted sister] Royal: Margot Tenenbaum? Richie: Yeah. Royal: Well, since when? Richie: Since always. Royal: Does she know? Richie: Uh-huh. Royal: Well, what does she feel about that? Richi...
Royal: [to Chas] Well... you sued me... twice. Got me disbarred. I don't hold it against you, do I? [cut to Chas and Royal in court, sitting with their lawyers in front of the Judge] Judge: And how is it possible for Mr. Tenenbaum to withdraw these f...
Ethel: Royal, this is Henry Sherman. Royal: [shaking hands with him] Hey, lay it on me, man. Henry Sherman: How do you do? Royal: Not too well, I'm dying.
[Royal motions to Pagoda] Royal: He saved my life, you know. Thirty years ago. I was knifed at a bazaar in Calcutta, and he carried me to the hospital on his back. Ari: Who stabbed you? [Royal motions to Pagoda again] Royal: He did. There was a price...
[Pagoda stabs Royal] Royal: That's the last time you put a knife in me! Y'hear me?
Royal: So, what do you think of this big old black buck moving in up there? Richie: Who? Royal: Henry Sherman. You know him? Richie: Yeah. Royal: Is he worth a damn? Richie: I believe so.
Ari: Were you in prison? Royal: Kinda. Minimum security. I got jacked by the IRS. Shall we split? Ari: Yes, sir. Royal: No, call me Mr. Tennenbaum. Ari: OK. Royal: Oh, I'm kidding. Call me Pappy.
[Chas has told Royal to get out of the house. As Royal gets up to leave he suddenly seems to suffer some kind of 'attack' and falls to the floor] Chas: Are you OK? Royal: [with a wooden spoon between his teeth] 'Fuck do you care?
Royal Tenenbaum's epitaph: Royal O'Reilly Tenenbaum 1932-2001 Died Tragically Rescuing His Family From The Wreckage Of A Destroyed Sinking Battleship
Royal: I got a pretty bad case of cancer. Chas: [yawns] How long you gonna last? Royal: Not long. Chas: A month? A year? Royal: About six weeks. Let me get to the point, the three of you and your mother are all I've got and I love you more than anyth...
[to Royal] Chas: Please don't come in this room.
[Royal is telling his children that he and their mother are splitting up] Young Margot Tenenbaum: Is it our fault? Royal: No, no. Obviously, we made certain sacrifices as a result of having children, but no, Lord, no. Young Richie Tenenbaum: Then why...
