Whenever it shows itself - hope, that is - hands from the crowded streets reach for it with such violent urgency because of the fear that they may never see it again. They do so without knowing that their desperation frightens hope away. Hope also do...
Then there were long, lazy summer afternoons when there was nothing to do but read. And dream. And watch the town go by to supper. I think that is why our great men and women so often have sprung from small towns, or villages. They have had time to d...
As a philosopher, if I were speaking to a purely philosophic audience I should say that I ought to describe myself as an Agnostic, because I do not think that there is a conclusive argument by which one can prove that there is not a God. On the other...
No one ever developed their character by arranging their experiences in such a way that only ‘good’ things are allowed to happen to them. Character is not purchased with a dance in the street. It is not cheap, and it’s hard to come by, owing pa...
The Actor, noticing a closed bookshop, dismounted from the horse which he tied to a street lamp. He woke up the bookseller and bought a Spanish grammar and dictionary. He set out again across town marveling at the way that the words of the foreign la...
She asked him to come and see her that night. He agreed, in order to get away, knowing that he was incapable of going. But that night, in his burning bed, he understood that he had to go see her, even if he were not capable. He got dressed by feel, l...
And some day there will be nothing left of everything that has twisted my life and grieved it and filled me so often with such anguish. Some day, with the last exhaustion, peace will come and the motherly earth will gather me back home. It won't be t...
Ever bike? Now that's something that makes life worth living!...Oh, to just grip your handlebars and lay down to it, and go ripping and tearing through streets and road, over railroad tracks and bridges, threading crowds, avoiding collisions, at twen...
[first lines] Passerby: Well, I want to go over to my place and start, you know, getting it on... Ann: Oh, that's terrible. Mark: Yeah. Do you ever, uh... ballet? Ann: Be thankful. Do you have a quarter for them? Mark: Yes, I do. Ann: [gives it to st...
Rebecca: Oh look, there he is. Enid: As always. Rebecca: Waiting for the bus that never comes. Enid: I wonder if he's just totally insane, or he really thinks the bus is coming? Rebecca: Why don't you just ask him? Enid: Hi. What's your name? Norman:...
Rod McCallister: [watching Old Man Marley] What's he doing now? Buzz McCallister: He walks up and down the streets every night, salting the sidewalks. Rod McCallister: Maybe he's just trying to be nice. Buzz McCallister: No way. See that garbage can ...
Staff Sergeant William James: [to Iraqi street kid] I wanna buy another DVD. But, if it's shaky - look at me - out of focus, or any way not 100%, I'm gonna chop off your head with a dull knife. How do you feel about - I'm just kidding, I'm just kiddi...
Ariadne: Why are they all looking at me? Cobb: Because my subconscious feels that someone else is creating this world. The more you change things, the quicker the projections start to converge on you. Ariadne: Converge? Cobb: They sense the foreign n...
Herb Brooks: What the hell is wrong with you? Put your gear on. [pause] Herb Brooks: I said put your gear on! Rob McClanahan: But Doc said I can't play Herb Brooks: Yeah I know you got a bad bruise. You know what, put your street clothes on because I...
Giovanni Cappa: This Johnny Boy is like your mister Groppi... a little crazy. It's nice you should help him out because of his family and our family but watch yourself... Don't spoil anything. His whole family has problems... his cousin, the girl who...
Nancy: [after Glen failed to wake her up as she fell asleep and dreamed about Freddy] GLEN, YOU BASTARD! Glen Lantz: What did I do? Nancy: I just asked you to do one thing, to stay awake and watch me and to wake me up if it looked like I was having a...
Glen Lantz: We have reason to believe there may be something very strange going on Donald: You got that right. Nancy: What are you doing here? Donald: There's an unsolved murder and I hate unsolved murders, especially ones that my daughter is mixed u...
Charlie: Who took this picture? Raymond: D-A-D. Charlie: And you lived with us? Raymond: Yeah, 10962 Beachcrest Street, Cincinnati, Ohio. Charlie: When did you leave? Raymond: January 12, 1965. Very snowy that day. 7.2 inches of snow that day. Charli...
Sweeney Todd: [singing] For what's the sound of the world out there? Mrs. Lovett: What, Mr. Todd? What, Mr. Todd? What is that sound? Sweeney Todd: Those crunching noises pervading the air! Mrs. Lovett: Yes, Mr. Todd! Yes, Mr. Todd! It's all around! ...
Sweeney Todd: What may I do for you today, sir? A stylish trimming of the hair? A soothing skin massage? Sit, sir, sit. Judge Turpin: [singing] You see, sir, a man infatuate with love, her ardent and eager slave. So fetch the pomade and pumice stone ...
Sweeney Todd: [singing] Have charity towards the world, my pet. Mrs. Lovett: Yes, yes, I know, my love. Sweeney Todd: We'll take the customers that we can get. Mrs. Lovett: High-born and low, my love. Sweeney Todd: We'll not discriminate great from s...
