The style, the house and grounds, and "entertainment" pass for nothing with me. I called on the king, but he made me wait in his h...all, and conducted like a man incapacitated for hospitality. There was a man in my neighborhood who lived in a hollow tree. His manners were truly regal. I should have done better had I called on him.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Alvy Singer: I've gotta see a picture exactly from the start to finish, 'cause, 'cause I'm anal. Annie Hall: That's a polite ...word for what you are.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Alvy's psychiatrist: How often do you sleep together? Annie's psychiatrist: Do you have sex often?... Alvy Singer: Hardly ever. Maybe three times a week. Annie Hall: Constantly! I'd say three times a week.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Annie Hall: Well, la-de-da! Alvy Singer: La-de-da. If I, if anyone had ever told me that I would be taking out a girl who use...d expressions like "la-de-da."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The tree the tempest with a crash of wood Throws down in front of us is not to bar... Our passage to our journey's end for good, But just to ask us who we think we are....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night comes on;... But let there never be curtain drawn Between you and me.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
On Thursday morning going through the quiet woods... it is not Thursday. To dwellers in a wood almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature. At the passing of the breeze the fir-trees sob and moan no less distinctly than they rock; the holly whistles as it battles with itself; the ash hisses amid its quiverings; the beech rustles while its flat boughs rise and fall. And winter, which modifies the note of such trees as shed their leaves, does not destroy its individuality.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »