Fur Protester: Do you know how many poor animals they had to kill to make that coat? Margo: Do you know how many rich animals... I had to fuck to get this coat?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Chance: That tune, they been playin' it all day. What is it? Dude: Oh, it's some Mexican piece. I heard it farther south....<...br />Colorado: Well, they call it "The Deguello," the cutthroat song. The Mexicans played it for those Texas boys when they had them bottled up in the Alamo. Played it day and night 'til it was all over. Now do you know what he means by it? Chance: No quarter, no mercy for the loser.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Gloucester. O, let me kiss that hand! Lear. Let me wipe it first, it smells of mortality.... Gloucester. O ruined piece of nature! This great world Shall so wear out to nought.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
What one really wants is youth, and what one really loses is years. Life becomes at last a mere piece of acting. One goes on by ha...bit, playing more or less clumsily that one is still alive. It is ludicrous and at times humiliating, but there is a certain style in it which youth has not. We become all, more or less, gentlemen; we are ancien régime; we learn to smile while gout racks us.... We get out of bed in the morning all broken up, without nerves, color or temper, and by noon we are joking with young women about the play. One lives in constant company with diseased hearts, livers, kidneys and lungs; one shakes hands with certain death at closer embrace every day; one sees paralysis in every feature and feels it in every muscle; all one's functions relax their action day by day; and, what is worse, one's grasp on the interests of life relaxes with the physical relaxation; and, through it all, we improve; our manners acquire refinement; our sympathies grow wider; our youthful self-consciousness disappears; very ordinary men and women are found to have charm; our appreciations have weight; we should almost get to respect ourselves if we knew of anything human to respect.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Tragi-Comedy, which is the Product of the English Theatre, is one of the most monstrous Inventions that ever entered into a Po...et's Thoughts. An Author might as well think of weaving the Adventures of Aeneas and Hudibras into one Poem, as of writing such a motly [sic] Piece of Mirth and Sorrow.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The only way therefore to try a Piece of Wit, is to translate it into a different Language: If it bears the Test you may pronounce... it true; but if it vanishes in the Experiment you may conclude it to have been a Punn.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Hunger makes you restless. You dream about food--not just any food, but perfect food, the best food, magical meals, famous and awe...-inspiring, the one piece of meat, the exact taste of buttery corn, tomatoes so ripe they split and sweeten the air, beans so crisp they snap between the teeth, gravy like mother's milk singing to your bloodstream.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »