I want to stay," and then, more weakly, "Need some more sun." A fly from a batch of seaweed lands on a white, bony thigh. She doesn't slap at it. It doesn't go away. "But there's no sun, dude." I tell her. I start to walk away. So what, I mutter unde...
Magic?" What did magic have to do with breaking into someone's store and stealing their stuff? "Don't you get it?" Peter said. "You're free now. You don't have to live by their rules anymore." Peter pointed into the inky blackness of the basement. "T...
Love?” Michael smiled down at his hands. “Love, real love, is being seen. Being known. Knowing the ugliest part of someone, and loving them anyway. And . . . I guess I think two people in love become something else, something more than the sum...
I didn’t want to fall in love. Looking at you gave me chills and kissing you made my knees weak. You made flowers grow and fill the space in my lungs which made it impossible for me to breathe. I’m trying to drench the memories and the blood that...
It looks like fallen petals, and it looks like rain. It looks like the sounds the birds make at dawn. It looks like the aisle of grocery stores when a song I love suddenly begins to play overhead, and I cannot help but dance a little dance. It looks ...
It would be well to realize that the talk of ‘humane methods of warfare’, of the ‘rules of civilized warfare’, and all such homage to the finer sentiments of the race are hypocritical and unreal, and only intended for the consumption of stay-...
Where has God promised to fulfill our every whim according to the minutia of our earthly desires? Where has He promised to keep us from suffering or disappointment? Things He did not spare His own Son? You were raised in one of the finest manors in t...
Robert Frobisher: Sixsmith. I climb the steps of the Scott Monument every morning and all becomes clear. Wish I could make you see this brightness. Don't worry, all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well. I understand now that boundaries between...
[from TV spot] Jillian: Gru! It's Jillian! Gru: [whispers; to Agnes] Tell Jillian I'm not here. Agnes: Gru's not here! Jillian: Are you sure? Agnes: Yes, he just told me. Jillian: [laughs] Agnes, where is Gru? [Gru zips his lip] Agnes: He's... puttin...
[Caron calls London, Assistant Commisioner Mallinsion at 3:58 in the morning] Mallinson: I don't wish to sound rude, Inspector, but wouldn't it be better if this sort of routine inquiry could be conducted through the proper channels, preferably when ...
Stepan: Anna, how is it that your boyfriend wasn't here to carve? Anna: I don't live with Oliver anymore, Uncle Stepan. Living back here for a bit. Helen: For as long as you want. Stepan: I knew he would run away from you. Anna: He didn't run away. C...
Bruce: So, what's a couple of bites like you doing out so late? Marlin: Nothing, we're not doing anything, we're not even out. Bruce: Great! Then how would you little morsels like to come to a little - a little get-together I'm having? Dory: You mean...
Jonathan Mardukas: Why would you eat that? Jack Walsh: Why? 'Cause it tastes good. Jonathan Mardukas: But it's not good for you. Jack Walsh: I'm aware of that. Jonathan Mardukas: Why do something that you know is not good for you? Jack Walsh: Because...
Tina Gray: All day long I've been seeing that guy's weird face and hearing those fingernails. Nancy: Fingernails? That's amazing you saying that. That made me remember the dream I had last night. Tina Gray: What'd you dream? Nancy: I dreamed about a ...
Robert Thorn: What do you know about my son? Father Brennan: Everything. Robert Thorn: And what is that? Father Brennan: I saw its mother. Robert Thorn: You saw my wife. Father Brennan: I saw its mother. Robert Thorn: You are referring to my wife! Fa...
Sim Carstairs: Ten year I been ferryin' Kansas Redlegs, Union cavalry, Missouri guerillas... you name it. Mad dogs them guerillas. You look sideways at 'em... [snaps a rope like a noose] Sim Carstairs: they kill ya. Carpetbagger: Sound like hard men ...
The Grandson: A book? Grandpa: That's right. When I was your age, television was called books. And this is a special book. It was the book my father used to read to me when I was sick, and I used to read it to your father. And today I'm gonna read it...
[after Westley rescues her from the lightning quicksand] Buttercup: We'll never succeed. We may as well die here. Westley: No, no. We have already succeeded. I mean, what are the three terrors of the Fire Swamp? One, the flame spurt - no problem. The...
Mary Elizabeth: Charlie, Charlie, what do you think about high school? Charlie: High school? Bullshit. The cafeteria is called the Nutrition Center; people wear their letter jackets even when it's 98 degrees out. And why do they give out letter jacke...
[Apollo is looking thru a book of Philadelphia fighters] Jergens: What exactly are you looking for Apollo? Apollo Creed: This is who I'm looking for. The Italian Stallion. Jergens: Rocky Balboa? Never heard of him. Apollo Creed: Look it's the name ma...
Mr. Blonde: Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know, or don't know, but I'm gonna torture you anyway, regardless. Not to get information. It's amusing, to me, to torture a cop. You can say anything yo...
