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Memorable Quotes
"We are visitors on this planet. We are here for
ninety, a hundred years at the very most. During that period we must try to do
something good, something useful with our lives. Try to be at peace with
yourself and help others share that peace. If you contribute to other people's
happiness, you will find the true goal, the true meaning of life."
~ The Dalai Lama
"Aim for success, not perfection. Never give up your right to be wrong, because
then you will lose the ability to learn new things and to move forward with your
life."
~ Dr. David Burns
"All men should strive to learn before they die, what they are running from, and
to, and why."
~ James Thurber
"A substantial part of what lies ahead of you is going to be claimed by boredom.
No college prepares you for that eventuality .... You'll be bored with your
work, your friends, your spouses, your lovers, the view from your window, the
furniture or wallpaper in your room, your thoughts, yourselves. Accordingly,
you'll try to devise ways of escape ... you may take up changing your job,
residence, company, country, climate; you may take up promiscuity, alcohol,
travel, cooking lessons, drugs, psychoanalysis. But, if it takes will-paralyzing
boredom to bring your significance home, then hail the boredom. You are
insignificant because you are finite .... And the more finite a thing is, the
more it is charged with life, emotions, joy, fears and compassion."
~ Joseph Brodsky
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not
have a single bit of talent left and could say, "I used everything you gave me."
~
Erma Bombeck
First I was dying to finish high school and start college.
Then I was dying to finish college and start working.
Then I was dying to marry and have children.
Then I was dying for my children to grow old enough for school so I could return
to work.
And then I was dying to retire.
And now, I am dying – and suddenly I realize that I forgot to live.
~
Unknown
Man knocked down 7 times should get up 8.
~
Confucius
If you can imagine it, you can
achieve it.
If you can dream it, you can become it.
~
Unknown
The more I learn, the more I realize I don't know.
~Albert
Einstein
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
~Albert
Einstein
Do not quench your inspiration and your imagination; do not become the slave of
your model.
~Vincent
van Gogh
Today is the beginning of a new day.
God has given me this day to use as I will.
I can waste it ... or use it for good.
But what I do today is important because
I am exchanging a day of my life for it.
When tomorrow comes,
This day will be gone forever.
Leaving in its place
Something that I have traded for it.
I want it to be gain and not loss,
Good and not evil,
Success and not failure,
In order that I shall not regret
The price that I have paid for it.
~
Unknown
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all people.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to all even to the dull and ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive people,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself to others
you will become vain and bitter;
there will always be greater and lesser
persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let not this blind you to the virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit
to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have the right to be here.
and whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
~Max Ehrmann
There is no security on this earth: there is only opportunity
~ Douglas MacArthur
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false
friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child, a garden, or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
~
Ralph Waldo Emerson
I like the silent church before the service begins, better than any preaching.
~
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The author in his work should be like God in the Universe - everywhere present,
nowhere visible.
~
Gustave Flaubert
Writing a novel is like driving at night during a fog -
you can only see as far as your headlights,
but you can make the whole trip that way.
~
Unknown
Never eat yellow snow.
~
Unknown
Diplomacy is the art of saying "Nice doggie," until you can find a rock.
~
Unknown
My karma ran over my dogma.
~
Unknown
If the world should blow itself up, the last audible voice would be that of an
expert saying it can’t be done.
~
Peter Ustinov
In certain circumstances, urgent circumstances, desperate circumstances,
profanity furnishes a relief denied even to prayer.
~
Mark Twain
By working faithfully eight hours a day, you may eventually get to be a boss and
work twelve hours a day.
~
Robert Frost
Have more than thou showest; speak less than thou knowest.
~ William Shakespeare
I am still learning.
~
Michelangelo
Break out from the inside, and your power is strong. Break in from the outside, and your power is weak.
~
Zen Saying
To be a warrior is to learn to be genuine in every moment of your life.
~
Chogyam Trungpa
“Verily the lust for comfort murders the passion of the soul and then walks grinning in the funeral.”
~ Kahlil Gibran
Many people hear voices when no one is there. Some of them are called mad and
are shut up in rooms where they stare at the walls all day. Others are called
writers and they do pretty much the same thing.
The Paradox of our Time
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter
tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less;
we buy more, but enjoy it less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more
conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more
knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine,
but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly,
laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late,
get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We
have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love
too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a
life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've been all the way to
the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new
neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space. We've done larger
things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've split the atom, but not
our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less.
We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more
information to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication. These
are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character;
steep profits, and shallow relationships. These are the times of world peace,
but domestic warfare; more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less
nutrition. These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses,
but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw-away
morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from
cheer to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the show window and
nothing in the stockroom; a time when technology can bring this letter to you,
and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit
delete.
by
George Carlin
Advice written by: Mary Schmich for
the Chicago Tribune 1997
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The
long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest
of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience... I
will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth - oh, never mind, you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust
me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you
can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really
looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or, worry. But know that worrying is as effective
as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles
in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind
that blindside you at
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are
reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're
behind....the race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, and forget the insults. If you succeed in
doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life... the
most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with
their lives. Some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you
won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40. Maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on
your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too
much or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody
else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it, or what other
people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice
to your siblings. They are the best link to your past and the people most likely
to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold
on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle - because the older
you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise, politicians will philander,
and you too will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you
were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children
respected their elders. Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you
have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair; or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice
is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from
the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and recycling it for
more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
~ Lyrics to the Baz Luhrman song : Everybody's Free to wear Sunscreen released
1999
It's a great honor for me to be the third member of my family to receive an
honorary doctorate from this great university. It's an honor to follow my great
uncle Jim, who was a gifted physician, and my Uncle Jack, who is a remarkable
businessman. Both of them could have told you something important about their
professions, about medicine or commerce. I have no specialized field of interest
or expertise, which puts me at a disadvantage talking to you today. I'm a
novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know.
Don't ever confuse the two, your life and your work. The second is only part of
the first. Don't ever forget what a friend once wrote Senator Paul Tsongas when
the Senator decided not to run for reelection because he'd been diagnosed with
cancer: "No man ever said on his deathbed I wish I had spent more time in the
office."
Don't ever forget the words my father sent me on a postcard last year: "If you
win the rat race, you're still a rat." Or what John Lennon wrote before he was
gunned down in the driveway of the Dakota: "Life is what happens while you are
busy making other plans."
You walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one else has.
There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree; there will be
thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the
only person alive who has sole custody of your life...your particular
life...your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on a bus, or
in a car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of
your heart. Not just your bank account, but your soul.
People don't talk about the soul very much anymore. It's so much easier to write
a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is a cold comfort on a winter
night, or when you're sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you've gotten back the
test results and they're not so good.
Here is my resume. I am a good mother to three children. I have tried never to
let my profession stand in the way of being a good parent. I no longer consider
myself the center of the universe. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh.
I am a good friend to my husband. I have tried to make marriage vows mean what
they say. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh. I am a good friend to my friends,
and they to me. Without them, there would be nothing to say to you today,
because I would be a cardboard cutout. But I call them on the phone, and I meet
them for lunch. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh.
I would be rotten, or at best mediocre at my job, if those other things were not
true. You cannot be really first rate at your work if your work is all you are.
So here's what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life, a real life, not a manic
pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger paycheck, the larger house. Do you
think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one
afternoon, or found a lump in your breast?
Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a
breeze over
Pick up the phone. Send an email. Write a letter. Kiss your Mom. Hug your Dad.
Get a life in which you are generous. Look around at the azaleas in the suburban
neighborhood where you grew up; look at a full moon hanging silver in a black,
black sky on a cold night. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and
that you have no business taking it for granted.
Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money
you would have spent on beers and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be
a big brother or sister. All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good,
too, then doing well will never be enough. It is so easy to waste our lives: our
days, our hours, our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of the
azaleas, the sheen of the limestone on Fifth Avenue, the color of our kids'
eyes, the way the melody in a symphony rises and falls and disappears and rises
again. It is so easy to exist instead of live.
I learned to live many years ago. Something really, really bad happened to me,
something that changed my life in ways that, if I had my druthers, it would
never have been changed at all. And what I learned from it is what today, seems
to be the hardest lesson of all. I learned to love the journey, not the
destination. I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the
only guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the world and to
try to give some of it back because I believed in it completely and utterly. And
I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned. By telling
them this: Consider the lilies of the field. Look at the fuzz on a baby's ear.
Read in the backyard with the sun on your face. Learn to be happy. And think of
life as a terminal illness because if you do you will live it with joy and
passion, as it ought to be lived.
Well, you can learn all those things, out there, if you get a real life, a full
life; a professional life, yes, but another life, too; a life of love and laughs
and a connection to other human beings. Just keep you eyes and ears open. Here
you could learn in the classroom. There the classroom is everywhere. The exam
comes at the very end. No man ever said on his deathbed, "I wish I had spent
more time at the office."
I found one of my best teachers on the boardwalk at
But he told me that most of the time he stayed on the boardwalk, facing the
water, just the way we were sitting now, even when it got cold and he had to
wear his newspapers after he read them. And I asked him why. Why didn't he go to
one of the shelters? Why didn't he check himself into the hospital for detox?
And he just stared out at the ocean and said, "Look at the view, young lady.
Look at the view." And every day, in some little way, I try to do what he said.
I try to look at the view. And that's the last thing I have to tell you today,
words of wisdom from a man with not a dime in his pocket, no place to go,
nowhere to be.
Look at the view.
~ Anna Quindlen's Villanova Commencement
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Memorable Quotes | Movie Lines |
Movie Lines
A FISH CALLED WANDA
Aristotle was not Belgian. The
central message of Buddhism is not every man for himself. And the London
Underground is not a political movement. Those are all mistakes, Otto. I
looked them up. |
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I'm tellin' ya baby, they kicked your little ass there BOY. They whooped your
hide REAL good.
Oh, you English, you think you're SO superior, don't you? Well you're the filth
of this planet! A bunch of pompous, badly dressed, poverty-stricken,
sexually-repressed, football hooligans!
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ARTHUR
How's it feel to be getting married Arthur? (singing at the piano) Blue
moon... |
It's thrilling to meet you, Gloria.
Hi.
I I see you have a WAY with words. I look forward to your next syllable with GREAT
anticipation.
BACHELOR PARTY
A little vino would be keeno! |
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BACK TO THE FUTURE
You’re a slacker, McFly. You’ll always be a slacker. |
BRAVEHEART Aye, fight and you may die, run and you'll live. At least a while. And dying in your beds many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take our freedom. |
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Every man dies, not every man really lives.
Longshanks: Not the archers. My scouts tell me their archers are miles away and no threat to us. Arrows cost money. Use up the Irish. Their dead cost nothing.
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BROADCAST NEWS
I made one rule for myself when this started and I realized I was going
to take a lot from you People because of my being from sports. |
A lot of alliteration from anxious anchors placed in powerful posts!
(singing to Midnight Train to
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FALLEN
There are moments which mark your life. Moments when you realize nothing will
ever be the same and time is divided into two parts: before this and after this.
Now sometimes you can feel such a moment coming. That’s the test, or so I tell
myself. I tell myself that at times like that strong people keep moving forward
anyway, no matter what they’re going to find.
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FLETCH
Excuse me, can I borrow your towel? My car just hit a water buffalo
and…. |
FORREST GUMP
Sometimes, there just aren’t enough rocks. |
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GOOD WILL HUNTING
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So what’s this? A Taster’s Choice moment between guys? This is really
nice. You got a thing for swans? Is this like a fetish? Something we
need to devote some time to?
I thought about what you said to me the other day – about my painting.
Stayed up half the night thinking about it. Something occurred to me – I
fell into a deep, peaceful sleep and I haven’t thought about you since.
Know what occurred to me? You’re just a kid. You don’t have the faintest
idea of what you’re talking about. |
Why thank you.
It’s all right. You’ve never been out of
Nope.
So if I asked you about art, you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book
ever written. Michaelangelo. You probably know a lot about him – his life’s
work, political aspirations, him and the Pope, sexual orientation, the whole
works, right? But I bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine
Chapel. You never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling –
seen that. If I ask you about women – you’d probably give me a syllabus of your
personal favorites. You maybe have even been laid a few times. But you can’t
tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy.
You’re a tough kid. If I asked you about war you’d probably throw Shakespeare at
me, right? Once more into the breach, dear friends. But you’ve never been near
one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap and watch him gasp
his last breath looking to you for help. I ask you about love – you’d probably
quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally
vulnerable – known someone that could level you with her eyes. Feeling like God
put an angel on earth just for you, who could rescue you from the depths of
Hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel. To have that love
for her be there forever. Through anything. Through cancer. And you wouldn’t
know about sleeping sitting up in a hospital room for two months holding her
hand because the doctors could see in your eyes the terms ‘visiting hours’ do
not apply to you. You don’t know about real loss because that only occurs when
you love something more than you love yourself. I doubt you’ve ever dared to
love anybody that much. I look at you – I don’t see an intelligent, confident
man. I see a cocky, scared-shitless kid. But you’re a genius, Will – no one
denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you
presumed to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine and you
ripped my fucking life apart. You’re an orphan, right? Do you think I’d know the
first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are,
because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I don’t give
a shit about all that, because you know what? I can’t learn anything from you I
can’t read in some fucking book unless you want to talk about you – who you are
– am I’m fascinated. I’m in. But you don’t want to do that, do you sport? You’re
terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.
What class did you say that was?
History.
Just history? It must have been a survey course then, huh?
Yeah, it was. It was surveys. You should check it out. It was a good course – it
would be a good class.
How’d you like that course?
Frankly, I found the class rather elementary.
Elementary – you know I don’t doubt that
it was. I remember that class – it was just between recess and lunch. I was
hoping you might give me some insight into the evolution of the market economy
in the southern colonies. My contention is that prior to the Revolutionary War,
the economic modalities especially in the southern colonies could most aptly be
characterized as aggregarian precapital.
Of course that’s your contention. You’re a first year grad student. You just got
finished reading some oxian historian – Pete Garrison probably – you’re going to
be convinced of that until next month until you get to James Lemon. Then you’re
going to be talking about how the economies of
Well, as a matter-of-fact, I won’t,
because Wood drastically underestimates the impact of social….
Wood drastically underestimates the impact of social distinctions predicated
upon wealth, especially inherited wealth? You got that from Vickes, right? Work
in
Yeah? But I will have a degree and you’ll
be serving my kids fries at a drive-thru on our way to a skiing trip.
Yeah? Maybe. But at least I won’t be unoriginal.
HIGH FIDELITY
Hi.
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Top 5 songs about death. A Laura's Dad tribute list, okay? Okay.
Leader of the Pack. The guy fuckin' beefs it on his motorcycle and dies,
right?
Dead Man's Curve. Jan & Dean.
-- Do you know that right after they recorded that song Jan himself crashed his
car ...
It was Dean you fuckin' idiot ...
It was Jan. It was a long time after the song.
Okay, whatever. Tell Laura I Love Her. That would bring the house down -
Laura's Mom could sing it.
You know what I'd want? One Step Beyond by Madness. And, uh, You
Can't Always Get What You Want.
-- No. Immediate disqualification because of its involvement with THE
BIG CHILL.
Oh God. You're right!
-- Wreck of the
You bastard! That's so good - that should have been mine.
(sung to the theme of The Night Chicago Died)....The night Laura's daddy died.
Sha na na na na na na na na! Brother what a night it really was.
Mother what a night it really ... angina's tough! Glory be!
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SEVEN
"We see a deadly sin on every street corner, in every home, and we
tolerate it. We tolerate it because it's commonplace ... it's
trivial. We tolerate it morning, |
SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION
"Get busy living or get busy dying." |
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STEEL MAGNOLIAS
I'd rather have a minute of something wonderful than a lifetime of
nothing special. |
THE PRINCESS BRIDE
Fezzik, are there rocks ahead? |
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(Dread Pirate Roberts climbing the cliffs of insanity, Inigo Montoya waiting for
him at the top)
Hello there, slow going?
Look I don’t mean to be rude, but this is
not as easy as it looks. So, I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t distract me.
Sorry.
Thank you.
I do not suppose you could speed things up?
If you’re in such a hurry you could lower
a rope or a tree branch or find something useful to do.
I could do that. I have got some rope up here, but I don’t think you would
accept my help since I am only waiting around to kill you.
That does put a damper on our
relationship.
But I promise I will not kill you until you reach the top.
That’s very comforting, but I’m afraid
you’ll just have to wait.
I hate waiting. I could give you my word as a Spaniard?
No good. I’ve known too many Spaniards.
Is there any way you trust me?
Nothing comes to mind.
I swear on the soul of my father, Domingo Montoya, you will reach the top alive.
Throw me the rope.
(reaching the top)
Thank you (drawing his
sword).
Way, way, way, way, wait until you’re ready.|
Again, thank you.
I do not mean to pry, but you don’t by any chance happen to have six fingers on
your right hand?
Do you always begin conversations this
way?
Well, if there can be no arrangement, then we are at an impass.
I’m afraid so. I can’t compete with you physically, and you’re no match for my
brains.
You’re that smart?
Let me put it to you this way: have you ever heard of Plato? Aristotle?
Socrates?
Yes.
Morons.
Really? In that case I challenge you to a
battle of wits.
For the Princess? To the death? I accept.
Good, then pour the wine. Inhale this,
but do not touch.
I smell nothing.
What you do not smell is called Iocane
powder. It is odorless, tasteless, dissolves instantly in liquid, and is among
the more deadly poisons known to man. (turns his back and pours it into a cup)
All right, where is the poison? The battle of wits has begun. It ends when you
decide and we both drink, and find out who is right … and who is dead.
But it’s so simple. All I have to do is divine from what I know of you, are you
the sort of man who would put the poison into his own goblet, or his enemies?
Now the clever man would put the poison into his own goblet because he would
know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. I am not a great
fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But, you must have
known I was not a great fool, you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not
choose the wine in front of me!
You made your decision then?
Not remotely! Because Iocane powder comes from
Truly you have a dizzying intellect.
Wait ‘til I get going! Where was I?
Yes,
You’re just stalling now.
You’d like to think that, wouldn’t you? You’ve beaten my giant, which means
you’re exceptionally strong. So you could have put the poison in your own goblet
trusting on your strength to save you, so I can clearly not choose the wine in
front of you. But, you’ve also bested my Spaniard, which means you must’ve
studied and in studying you must’ve learned that man is mortal, so you would
have put the poison as far away from yourself as possible, so I can clearly not
choose the wine in front of me!
If you’re trying to trick me into giving
away something, it won’t work.
It has worked! You’ve given everything away! I know where the poison is!
Then make your choice.
I will, and I choose … what in the world is that? (pointing)
(turning around) What? Where? I don’t see
anything.
(switching wine glasses before he turns back around)
Oh, well, I could have sworn I saw something. No matter. (laughing)
What’s so funny?
I’ll tell you in a minute. First, let’s drink. Me from my glass, and you from
yours.
(drinking and setting his glass down).
You guessed wrong.
You only think I guessed wrong, that’s what’s so funny! I switched glasses when
your back was turned! Ha, ha, you fool! You fell victim to one of the classic
blunders. The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia, but only
slightly well known is this: never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the
line … ah ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha … ah ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha … ah ha, ha, ha
… (falling over dead) ~ (the poison was in both glasses – the hero had built up
a tolerance to it)
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THE SECRET OF MY SUCCESS
How old are you? |
You live. But you know what, Mitchell? You are the biggest pussy I
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YOU CAN COUNT ON ME
* You know, Terry - a lot of people come to see me with all kinds of
problems: drugs, alcohol, marital problems, sexual problems....
Great job you have, man (laughing).
* Well, I like it. Because even in this little town I really feel like
what I do is very connected with the real center of people's lives. I'm
not saying I'm always Mr. Effective, but I don't feel like my life is off
to the side of what's important. I don't feel that my happiness and
comfort are based on closing my eyes to trouble within myself or trouble
in other people. I don't feel like a negligible little scrap, floating
around in some kind of empty void with no sense of connectedness to
anything around me except by virtue of whatever little philosophies I can
scrap together on my own. Can I ask you, Terry - do you think your life
is important?
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WONDER BOYS |
BRIEF INTERVIEWS WITH HIDEOUS MEN
"Yes, it was a pickup. Plain and simple. And she was what one might call
a granola cruncher. A hippy. And she was straight out of Central
casting: the sandals, flamboyantly long hair, financial support from
parents she reviled, and some professed membership in an
apostrophe-heavy Eastern religion that I defy anyone to pronounce
correctly. Look, I'll just bite the political bullet and confess that I
classified her as a strictly one-night objective. And that my interest
in her was due almost entirely to the fact that yes, she was pretty. She
was sexually attractive. She was sexy. And it was really nothing more
complicated or noble than that. And having had some prior dealings with
the cruncher genus, I think the one-night proviso was due to the grim
unimaginability of having to talk with her for more than one night.
Whether or not you approve, I think we can assume you understand. And
there's something-I mean, near contempt in the way that you can casually
saunter over to her blanket and create the sense of connection that will
allow you to pick her up. And you almost resent the fact that it's so
goddamn easy. I mean, how exploited you feel that it is so easy to get
this type to regard you as a kindred soul. You almost know what's going
to be said before she even opens her mouth.
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PEACEFUL WARRIOR
Where are you?
Here.
What time is it?
Now.
What are you?
This moment.
"I call myself a peaceful warrior because the battles we fight are on
the inside."
Life has just three rules?
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"When you have children, you will always have family. They will always
be your priority, your responsibility. And a man…a man provides. And he
does it even when he is not appreciated – or respected…or even loved. He
simply bears up and he does it…because he’s a man." |