Llewelyn Moss: If I don't come back, tell mother I love her. Carla Jean Moss: Your mother's dead, Llewelyn. Llewelyn Moss: Well then I'll tell her myself.
Llewelyn Moss/Carla Jean Moss, No Country For Old Men (2007)
The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.
Stephen Dedalus, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, V (1916)
I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.
The Balamb Garden students visit Galbadia Garden for the first time.] Selphie: Wow... Completely different... Zell: Sure is quiet. Squall: ...I like it.
"I'll be here..." "Why...?" "I'll be 'waiting'... here..." "For what?" "I'll be waiting... for you...so... if you come here... you'll find me." "I promise."
Lenore - "...OK, so you like dont remember. I was here before and i was having fun with a bunny on my head an you said -lets dance- and i said -ok- and the next thing i know you all boom with the fire and the evil and the killing and ..and what kinda guy scared the poo outta a 10 year old girl anyway huh? huh? I DONT LIKE POO......AND SHUT UP!!!!! "
Nightmate- "oh you must be mistaken i would never do something so harsh plus i absolutly adore children..... with butter."
Lenore - "..waaaaait a minute... what was that last part?
Lenore, the Cute Little Dead Girl, Unknown Source, 18. The Dream Catcher (Part 1)
It cannot in the opinion of His Majesty's Government be classified as slavery in the extreme acceptance of the word without some risk of terminological inexactitude.
Winston Churchill, Unknown Source (1906) Speech in House of Commons, 22 Feb 1906
Going to work for a large company is like getting on a train - Are you going sixty miles an hour or is the train going sixty miles an hour and you're just sitting still?