Damn, I wish I'd written that!

[Salvor-Hardon]

Two of my favorites, though with a religious bent

"Nothing is easier than to think. Nothing is harder than to think well and to think well is to serve God in the interior courts."

"You can never see the world aright til you see the glory of God in a grain of sand."

--Thomas Traherne

And from Demolition Man with Sylvester Stallone ( lines read by Deniis LEary)

"'cause I like to think; I like to read. I'm into freedom of speech and freedom of choice. I'm the kind of guy likes to sit in a greasy spoon and wonder - "Gee, should I have the T-bone steak or the jumbo rack of barbecued ribs with the side order of gravy fries?" I WANT high cholesterol. I wanna eat bacon and butter and BUCKETS of cheese, okay? I want to smoke Cuban cigar the size of Cincinnati in the non-smoking section. I want to run through the streets naked with green jello all over my body reading playboy magazine. Why? Because I suddenly might feel the need to, okay, pal? ."

 

[Recidiva]

Two of my favorites, though with a religious bent

"A Man For All Seasons"

The Duke of Norfolk: Oh confound all this. I'm not a scholar, I don't know whether the marriage was lawful or not but dammit, Thomas, look at these names! Why can't you do as I did and come with us, for fellowship!

Sir Thomas More: And when we die, and you are sent to heaven for doing your conscience, and I am sent to hell for not doing mine, will you come with me, for fellowship?

AND

Cromwell: Now, Sir Thomas, you stand on your silence.

Sir Thomas More: I do.

Cromwell: But, gentlemen of the jury, there are many kinds of silence. Consider first the silence of a man who is dead. Let us suppose we go into the room where he is laid out, and we listen: what do we hear? Silence. What does it betoken, this silence? Nothing; this is silence pure and simple. But let us take another case. Suppose I were to take a dagger from my sleeve and make to kill the prisoner with it; and my lordships there, instead of crying out for me to stop, maintained their silence. That would betoken! It would betoken a willingness that I should do it, and under the law, they will be guilty with me. So silence can, according to the circumstances, speak! Let us consider now the circumstances of the prisoner's silence. The oath was put to loyal subjects up and down the country, and they all declared His Grace's title to be just and good. But when it came to the prisoner, he refused! He calls this silence. Yet is there a man in this court - is there a man in this country! - who does not know Sir Thomas More's opinion of this title?

Crowd in court gallery: No!

Cromwell: Yet how can this be? Because this silence betokened, nay, this silence was, not silence at all, but most eloquent denial!

Sir Thomas More: Not so. Not so, Master Secretary. The maxim is "Qui tacet consentiret": the maxim of the law is "Silence gives consent". If therefore you wish to construe what my silence betokened, you must construe that I consented, not that I denied.

Cromwell: Is that in fact what the world construes from it? Do you pretend that is what you wish the world to construe from it?

Sir Thomas More: The world must construe according to its wits; this court must construe according to the law.

 

[Salvor-Hardon]

"A Man For All Seasons"

The Duke of Norfolk: Oh confound all this. I'm not a scholar, I don't know whether the marriage was lawful or not but dammit, Thomas, look at these names! Why can't you do as I did and come with us, for fellowship!

Sir Thomas More: And when we die, and you are sent to heaven for doing your conscience, and I am sent to hell for not doing mine, will you come with me, for fellowship?

oooh good ones Recidiva. I've loved that played. Even tried out for More once (lost it but still, reading the lines on stage was a trip). And just as I was thinking about heroes to put in on the hero thread.....

 

[Recidiva]

oooh good ones Recidiva. I've loved that played. Even tried out for More once (lost it but still, reading the lines on stage was a trip). And just as I was thinking about heroes to put in on the hero thread.....

I love that play. And "The Lion In Winter" From the sublime to the acerbic.

Eleanor: In a world where carpenters get resurrected, everything is possible.

Prince John: Poor John. Who says poor John? Don't everybody sob at once! My God, if I went up in flames there's not a living soul who'd pee on me to put the fire out!
Prince Richard: Let's strike a flint and see.

Eleanor: I even made poor Louis take me on Crusade. How's that for blasphemy. I dressed my maids as Amazons and rode bare-breasted halfway to Damascus. Louis had a seizure and I damn near died of windburn... but the troops were dazzled.

Henry II: I marvel at you after all these years. Still like a democratic drawbridge: going down for everybody.
Eleanor: At my age there's not much traffic anymore.

Eleanor: [to her jewelry] I'd hang you from the nipples, but you'd shock the children.

Prince John: A knife! He's got a knife!
Eleanor: Of course he has a knife, he always has a knife, we all have knives! It's 1183 and we're barbarians! How clear we make it. Oh, my piglets, we are the origins of war: not history's forces, nor the times, nor justice, nor the lack of it, nor causes, nor religions, nor ideas, nor kinds of government, nor any other thing. We are the killers. We breed wars. We carry it like syphilis inside. Dead bodies rot in field and stream because the living ones are rotten. For the love of God, can't we love one another just a little - that's how peace begins. We have so much to love each other for. We have such possibilities, my children. We could change the world.

 

[Stella_Omega]

ERR Eddings made a merry quip, in his book "The Worm Ouroboros" The bad guy is at the mercy, at last, of the good guys, who have seen most of their familes killed, their lands laid to waste. The bad guy, sneering in desperation, says "Well, I suppose you're going to kill me, my wife and my son, now"

"How?" said Brandoch Daha. "Say a dog bite me in the ham: must I bite him again i' the same part?"

Well, it had me in stitches, anyway- and taught me how to use funny lingo to speak real thoughts...

 

[Stella_Omega]

I love that play. And "The Lion In Winter" From the sublime to the acerbic.

And when Richard strikes her to the floor and she says something like; "Well, these arguments happen in the best of families..."

 

[Recidiva]

And when Richard strikes her to the floor and she says something like; "Well, these arguments happen in the best of families..."

Love that..."What family doesn't have its ups and downs"

Henry II: I want no women in my life.
Princess Alais: You're tired.
Henry II: I could have conquered Europe - all of it - but I had women in my life.

 

[Stella_Omega]

Love that..."What family doesn't have its ups and downs"

Henry II: I want no women in my life.
Princess Alais: You're tired.
Henry II: I could have conquered Europe - all of it - but I had women in my life.

I know what he means... Still, that's what women are there for. IT's a game to him, but it's our families and our wattle huts.

We watched "Laurence of Arabia" yesterday. I was struck by the way the men looked at guns- the way women look at babies, really.

 

[Recidiva]

I know what he means... Still, that's what women are there for. IT's a game to him, but it's our families and our wattle huts.

We watched "Laurence of Arabia" yesterday. I was struck by the way the men looked at guns- the way women look at babies, really.

"Good. Bad. I'm the guy with the gun." - Army of Darkness

(I love Bruce Campbell. Love him. Love. Him.)

 

[Alex756]

After the poetry and great works, my contribution:

"There are over 550 million firearms in worldwide circulation. That's one firearm for every twelve people on the planet. The only question is: How do we arm the other 11? " My F'in Favorite line from "Lord of War"

Damn, I wish I could write that stuff.

~Alex

 

[cymry]

Two of my favorites...

"Beware thoughts that come in the night. They aren't turned properly; they come in askew, free of sense and restriction, deriving from the most remote of sources."

and

"On the old highway maps of America, the main routes were red and the back roads blue. Now even the colors are changing. But in those brevities just before dawn and a little after dusk - times neither day nor night - the old roads return to the sky some of its color. Then, in truth, they carry a mysterious cast of blue, and it's that time when the pull of the blue highway is strongest, when the open road is a beckoning, a strangeness, a place where a man can loose himself."

Both from 'Blue Highways' by William Least Heat-Moon

 

[BlackShanglan]

All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.

 

[minsue]

Like stones in a stream, life smoothes all our edges til we barely make a ripple anymore.