I N take thee M to my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in s...ickness and in health, to love, cherish, and to obey, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
D--n me, stranger, ef you can't stay as long as you please, and I'll give you plenty to eat and drink. Play away, stranger, you ki...n sleep on the dry spot tonight!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I was thrown out of N.Y.U. my freshman year ... for cheating on my metaphysics final. You know, I looked within the soul of the bo...y sitting next to me.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
POLITICIAN, n. An eel in the fundamental mud upon which the superstructure of organized society is reared. When he wriggles he mis...takes the agitation of his tail for the trembling of the edifice. As compared with the statesman, he suffers the disadvantage of being alive.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Surrealism, n. Pure psychic automatism, by which it is intended to express, whether verbally or in writing, or in any other way, t...he real process of thought. Thought's dictation, free from any control by the reason, independent of any aesthetic or moral preoccupation.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is exasperating to see little brown men and little yellow men from the mysterious Orient, and the opaque black men of Africa (t...o say nothing of those impudent American Negroes!) who come to the U.N. and talk smart to us, who are scurrying all over our globe in their strange modes of dress--much as if they were new, unpleasant arrivals from another planet. Many whites believe in their ulcers that it is only a matter of time before the Marines get the signal to round up these truants and put them back securely in their cages.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O ship white-sailed of Crete,... you brought my mistress from her quiet palace through breaker and crash of surf to love-rite of unhappiness!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
SWEENEY: Nothing to eat but the fruit as it grows.... Nothing to see but the palmtrees one way And the sea the other way, Nothing to hear but the sound of the surf. Nothing at all but three things DORIS: What things? SWEENEY: Birth, and copulation, and death.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »