Just when it seemed my mother couldn’t bear one more needle, one more insane orange pill, my sister, in silence, stood at the end of the bed and slowly rubbed her feet, which were scratchy with hard, yellow skin, and dirt cramped beneath the broken...
Such fatigues and hardship as these serve to wean me more from the earth; and, I trust, will make heaven the sweeter. Formerly, when I was thus exposed to cold, rain, etc., I was ready to please myself with the thoughts of enjoying a comfortable hous...
When we pick up the newspaper at breakfast, we expect - we even demand - that it brings us momentous events since the night before...We expect our two-week vacations to be romantic, exotic, cheap, and effortless..We expect anything and everything. We...
Mom is my best friend not because she is my mom, but because- She is the one who understand me without my saying, She is the one who can read my eyes, she is the one who can read my painful heart, She is the one who can give love without any return, ...
I noticed (the ball) was multicolored. One side was green and the other was red. When we got to the gathering I held that ball up and I said, 'Before we begin, will you tell me what color this ball is?' They said, 'red.' I said, 'no, it's green.' We ...
They didn't exchange a single word. But in the weeks that followed, Trip spent his days wandering the halls, hoping for Lux to appear, the most naked person with clothes on he had ever seen. Even in sensible school shoes, she shuffled as though baref...
So for me the creative world isn’t what you do after your day job, though many professional musicians do this to make ends meet, but it’s something that IS a job. Perhaps that’s why I’m not as disheartened by the more cold blooded aspects of ...
Sandy Carver: [Sandy needs help with homework] Hey Mikey? Mikey Carver: Yeah. Sandy Carver: Geometry? Mikey Carver: Sure, anything but this English. Sandy Carver: How come your so good at Math, but not at English? Mikey Carver: I'm not good at Math, ...
Randal Graves: What? What is the big deal? Since when did it become a crime to say porch monkey? Becky: Oh, I don't know, since forever? Randal Graves: Why? Dante Hicks: Because porch monkey's a racial slur against black people! Randal Graves: No it'...
Anthony: You see any white people in there waiting an hour and thirty two minutes for a plate of spaghetti? Huh? And how many cups of coffee did we get? Peter: You don't drink coffee and I didn't want any. Anthony: That woman poured cup after cup to ...
Darla: We know you they talk about us, what do they say? Shavonne Wright: No they don't Darla: You're lying you bitch. When you do that I know you're lying Simone: Come on you can tell us. Shavonne Wright: Don't get mad Simone: I'm not gonna get mad ...
Dr. King Schultz: Do most slaves believe in marriage? Django: Oh, me and wife did. Old Man Carrucan didn't. That's why we, uh, we run off. Old Man Carrucan: [During Django's flashback when he was a slave on the Carrucan plantation] Django... Django.....
Katharine Clifton: This - what is this? Almásy: It's a folk song. Katharine Clifton: Arabic. Almásy: No, no. It's Hungarian. My daijka sang it to me when I was a child growing up in Budapest. Katharine Clifton: It's beautiful. What's it about? Alm�...
Arthur: Rise, Father, please. I was your son before I became your king; if I am King. Sir Ector: You are king, Arthur; the more so because you are not my son, and I am not your father. Arthur: Not my father? Then Kay is not my brother? Sir Ector: Mer...
Bill Foster: I've passed the point of no return. Do you know what that is, Beth? That's the point in a journey where it's longer to go back to the beginning. It's like when those astronauts got in trouble. I don't know, somebody messed up, and they h...
Beaver's Son: We don't like you and we hate your dad. Now grab some of that mud, chew it in your mouth, and swallow it. Ash: I'm not gonna eat mud! Beaver's Son: Cuss yeah you are. [he picks up a large glob of mud and shoves it in Ash's face. Ash mak...
[Studying a Miró painting] Raymond Deagan: So, what's your opinion on modern art? Cathy Whitaker: It's hard to put into words, really. I just know what I care for and what I don't. Like this... I don't know how to pronounce it... Mira? Raymond Deaga...
Doc Jay: Cowboy! Private Cowboy: What? Doc Jay: We can't leave him out there! Private Cowboy: We're not leaving. We'll get him when the tank comes up. Doc Jay: He's hit three fuckin' times, he can't wait that long! Private Cowboy: I've seen this befo...
Raoul Duke: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection whe...
Receptionist: I can't resist! You usually move through here so quickly and I just have so many questions I want to ask you. You have no idea what your work means to me. Melvin Udall: What does it mean to you? Receptionist: [stands up] When somebody o...
Tuco: [to his brother the priest] While I'm waiting for the Lord to remember me, I, Tuco Ramirez, brother of "Brother" Ramirez will tell you something! You think you're better than I am... where we came from, if one did not want to die in poverty, on...
