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Elizabeth II

 * "Queen Elizabeth" redirects here. For other uses, see Queen Elizabeth (disambiguation).

Queen Elizabeth II (21 April 1926 – 8 September 2022) was Queen of the United Kingdom, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Jamaica, Grenada, Papua New Guinea, the Solomon Islands, Tuvalu, Saint Lucia, Saint Vincent and Grenadines, Belize, Antigua and Barbuda, and Saint Kitts and Nevis. She was head of the Commonwealth and of the. She was succeeded by Charles III, her eldest son, and preceded by her father, George VI.

Quotes
But through the inventions of science I can do what was not possible for any of them. I can make my solemn act of dedication with a whole Empire listening. I should like to make that dedication now. It is very simple. '''I declare before you all, that my whole life, whether it be long or short, shall be devoted to your service and to the service of our great imperial family, to which we all belong. But I shall not have the strength to carry out this resolution alone, unless you join in it with me as I now invite you to do. I know that your support will be unfailingly given. God help me to make good my vow and God bless all of you, who are willing to share with it.'''
 * There is a motto which has been borne by many of my ancestors — a noble motto, "I serve". Those words were an inspiration to many bygone heirs to the Throne when they made their knightly dedication as they came to manhood. I cannot do quite as they did.
 * 21st birthday speech, (21 April 1947) · Video at YouTube

 * My Husband and I....
 * Thought by many to be her catchphrase, but she did not use it much.

 * It has always been easy to hate and destroy. To build and to cherish is much more difficult.
 * 1957 Christmas Broadcast; quoted on royal website (25 December 1957)

 * Today we need a special kind of courage. Not the kind needed in battle, but a kind which makes us stand up for everything that we know is right, everything that is true and honest. We need the kind of courage that can withstand the subtle corruption of the cynics, so that we can show the world that we are not afraid of the future.
 * 1957 Christmas Broadcast; quoted on royal website (25 December 1957)

 * On behalf of the British people I salute the skill and courage which have brought man to the moon. May this endeavour increase the knowledge and well-being of mankind.
 * Message left on the moon by the crew of Apollo 11; NASA documentation (13 July 1969)

 * 1992 is not a year on which I shall look back with undiluted pleasure. In the words of one of my more sympathetic correspondents, it has turned out to be an ' Annus Horribilis '.
 * After a fire at Windsor Castle and several personal scandals in the royal family. Annus horribilis is Latin for "horrible year"; the letter to which the Queen was referring was sent by Sir Edward Ford.
 * Speech at the Guildhall, London, to mark the 40th anniversary of her Accession (24 November 1992)

 * Although we must leave you, Fair Castle of Mey, We shall never forget, Nor will never repay, A meal of such splendour, Repast of such zest, It will take us to Sunday, Just to digest. To leafy Balmoral, We are now on our way, But our hearts will remain At the Castle of Mey. With your gardens and ranges, And all your good cheer, We will be back again soon So roll on next year.
 * Ode to the Castle of Mey, recorded in the visitors' book at the Castle of Mey, in Caithness, during a visit to the Queen Mother, 1993.

 * We are a moderate, pragmatic people, more comfortable with practice than theory.
 * Speech in reply to Addresses from both Houses of Parliament in Westminster Hall in the year of Her Golden Jubilee (30 April 2002)

 * But nothing that can be said can begin to take away the anguish and the pain of these moments. Grief is the price we pay for love.
 * Message from the Queen, read by the British ambassador to Washington, Sir Christopher Meyer, St Thomas's Episcopal Church on Fifth Avenue in New York City. 22 September 2001. Source 1: The Telegraph (September 21, 2001): Grief is price of love, says the Queen. By David Sapsted, Peter Foster and George Jones in New York. Archived from the original on July 7, 2013 and January 25, 2023. and Source 2: The Guardian (September 21, 2021): Text of the Queen's message to New York. Archived from [http://The the] original on February 2, 2023 and May 17, 2023.

 * Oh, dear, I hope it wasn't anyone important.
 * Said to Clare Short after Short's phone rang in her handbag during a Privy Council meeting; quoted in Donald Macintyre, "The Queen is on a roll because she understands her role (unlike her son)," The Independent (2 May 2002)

 * Since I have landed in Quebec, I think we can say that I am Canadian.
 * Answering two Boer War veterans of Scottish heritage in Quebec who had asked the Queen if she was Scots or English.

 * Discrimination still exists. Some people feel that their own beliefs are being threatened. Some are unhappy about unfamiliar cultures. They all need to be reassured that there is so much to be gained by reaching out to others; that diversity is indeed a strength and not a threat.
 * 2004 Christmas message

 * Football's a difficult business and aren't they prima donnas?
 * The Queen gives her opinion to Premier League chairman Sir David Richards, as quoted in BBC News (2 January 2007)

 * In tomorrow's world we must all work together as hard as ever, if we're truly to be United Nations
 * The Queen urging nations to work together at her second address of the United Nations

 * A Uachtaráin agus a chairde
 * Translation: Madam President and friends.
 * State banquet in Ireland, 18/5/2011

 * The right to change the government by the ballot box and not the barrel of a gun; perhaps the best definition of a democracy.
 * During a speech to President Gerald Ford celebrating the 200th anniversary of American independence.

 * The concept of our established Church is occasionally misunderstood and, I believe, commonly under-appreciated. Its role is not to defend Anglicanism to the exclusion of other religions. Instead, the Church has a duty to protect the free practice of all faiths in this country.
 * During a speech at Lambeth Palace (15 February 2012). Quoted on royal website

 * Our religions provide critical guidance for the way we live our lives, and for the way in which we treat each other.
 * During a speech at Lambeth Palace (15 February 2012). Quoted on royal website

 * Our peace and prosperity can never be taken for granted and must constantly be tended, so that never again do we have cause to build monuments to our fallen youth.
 * Speech during the commemorations of D-Day (6 June 2014).

 * The true measure of all our actions is how long the good in them lasts...everything we do, we do for the young.
 * Speech during the commemorations of D-Day (6 June 2014).

 * I hope in the years to come everyone will be able to take pride in how they responded to this challenge. And those who come after us will say the Britons of this generation were as strong as any. That the attributes of self-discipline, of quiet good-humoured resolve and of fellow-feeling still characterise this country. The pride in who we are is not a part of our past, it defines our present and our future.
 * Address to the UK and Commonwealth during the COVID-19 pandemic, 05/04/2020.

 * Today it may seem hard that we cannot mark this special anniversary as we would wish. Instead we remember from our homes and our doorsteps. But our streets are not empty; they are filled with the love and the care that we have for each other. And when I look at our country today, and see what we are willing to do to protect and support one another, I say with pride that we are still a nation those brave soldiers, sailors and airmen would recognise and admire.
 * Address to the UK on the 75th anniversary of VE Day, which occurred during the 2019–20 coronavirus pandemic (8 May 2020).

In the United Kingdom and around the world, people have risen magnificently to the challenges of the year, and I am so proud and moved by this quiet, indomitable spirit. To our young people in particular I say thank you for the part you have played. This year, we celebrated International Nurses’ Day, on the 200th anniversary of the birth of Florence Nightingale. As with other nursing pioneers like Mary Seacole, Florence Nightingale shone a lamp of hope across the world. Today, our front-line services still shine that lamp for us — supported by the amazing achievements of modern science — and we owe them a debt of gratitude. We continue to be inspired by the kindness of strangers and draw comfort that — even on the darkest nights — there is hope in the new dawn.
 * Remarkably, a year that has necessarily kept people apart has, in many ways, brought us closer. Across the Commonwealth, my family and I have been inspired by stories of people volunteering in their communities, helping those in need.
 * Christmas Broadcast (25 December 2020)

Quotes about Elizabeth II

 * Your Majesty, during Your Reign, which commenced in an African country only a little distance to the South, You have carried forward gloriously the traditions of Your lineage and brought new honour to the Throne which You occupy. Your Majesty personally enjoys today the respect, the admiration and the affection of all peoples to whom Britain serves as the symbol of indomitability in adversity, of courage when confronted by danger, of dignity and resolve when threatened with defeat, and of magnanimity and generosity in victory.
 * Haile Selassie, Visit of Queen Elizabeth II (1 February 1965)

 * In times when nothing stood but worsened, or grew strange, there was one constant good: she did not change.
 * Philip Larkin, poem for the Queen's Silver Jubilee, 1978

 * So I went to the top lady. And I was sobbing and I said, ‘What do I do? I'm coming to you. What do I do?’... And she said, ‘I don't know what you should do. Charles is hopeless.’ And that was it. That was help! So I didn't go back to her again for help because I don't go back again if I don't get it the first time, right.
 * Diana, Princess of Wales to voice coach Peter Settelen in 1992, as quoted in Tapes reveal more from Princess Diana: NBC News exclusive: Inside the life of the late icon, NBC News (30 November 2004).

 * Wouldn't let that family near me with a sharp stick, let alone a sword
 * Keith Richards, on knighthood and the royal family as quoted in BBC News (12 March 2007)

 * The British monarchy doesn't depend entirely on glamour, as the long, long reign of Queen Elizabeth II continues to demonstrate. Her unflinching dutifulness and reliability have conferred something beyond charm upon the institution, associating it with stoicism and a certain integrity. Republicanism is infinitely more widespread than it was when she was first crowned, but it's very rare indeed to hear the Sovereign Lady herself being criticized, and even most anti-royalists hasten to express themselves admiringly where she is concerned. I am not sure how deserved this immunity really is. The queen took two major decisions quite early in her reign, neither of which was forced upon her. She refused to allow her younger sister Margaret to marry the man she loved and had chosen, and she let her authoritarian husband have charge of the education of her eldest son. The first decision was taken to appease the most conservative leaders of the Church of England (a church of which she is, absurdly, the head), who could not approve the marriage of Margaret to a divorced man. The second was taken for reasons less clear.
 * Christopher Hitchens, Beware the In-Laws: Does Kate Middleton really want to marry into a family like this? Slate (18 April 2011)

 * We, her people of Gibraltar, are perhaps the only ones in her reign who have chosen to remain British on two occasions... We’ve chosen her twice... So we can proudly say that she is our Queen by invitation and not imposition.
 * Chief Minister of Gibraltar Fabian Picardo in a speech to crowds in Casemates Square on Gibraltar National Day 2013.

 * While British republicanism has long been a minority pursuit... it is undeniable that the cause enters the third decade of the 21st century in a considerably worse condition than it entered the third decade of the 20th... That is a testament to the skill of the woman who might well be the United Kingdom’s most successful politician of the past century: Queen Elizabeth II. The Crown’s popularity is the fruit of her strategy and the decisions she has taken over the nearly seven decades of her reign.
 * Stephen Bush The greatest tribute to Prince Philip is not media panegyrics, but the silence of republicans New Statesman (14 April 2021)

 * I had already met her (Queen Elizabeth) formally but she was very different this time, much more open. She went out of her way to make me feel comfortable and kept on cracking jokes. I laughed so much that day. At the same time she was very gracious. I hope that the painting reflects these qualities.
 * Chinwe Chukwuogo-Roy as quoted in ‘I laughed so much the day I painted the Queen’, Camden New Journal, 18 October 2022.

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Cat's Cradle (1963) is the fourth novel by American writer Kurt Vonnegut. It explores issues of science, technology, and religion, satirizing the arms race and many other targets along the way.

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 * Nothing in this book is true. "Live by the foma* that make you brave and kind and healthy and happy." — The Books of Bokonon 1:5 *Harmless untruths
 * epigraph

 * We Bokononists believe that humanity is organized into teams, teams that do God's Will without ever discovering what they are doing. Such a team is called a karass by Bokonon ... "If you find your life tangled up with somebody else's life for no very logical reasons," writes Bokonon, "that person may be a member of your karass." At another point in The Books of Bokonon he tells us, "Man created the checkerboard; God created the karass." By that he means that a karass ignores national, institutional, occupational, familial, and class boundaries. It is as free form as an amoeba.
 * Chapters 1 & 2

 * All of the true things that I am about to tell you are shameless lies.
 * First sentence of the Book of Bokonon; chapter 4

 * Anyone unable to understand how a useful religion can be founded on lies will not understand this book either. So be it.
 * Chapter 4

 * Ladies and Gentlemen, I stand before you now because I never stopped dawdling like an eight-year-old on a spring morning on his way to school. Anything can make me stop and look and wonder, and sometimes learn. I am a very happy man. Thank you.
 * Dr. Hoenikker's Nobel Prize acceptance speech (in its entirety); chapter 5

 * [It] was about the end of the world in the year 2000 ... It told how mad scientists made a terrific bomb that wiped out the whole world. There was a big sex orgy when everybody knew that the world was going to end, and then Jesus Christ Himself appeared ten seconds before the bomb went off.
 * Describing a fictitious unpublished novel, 2000 AD; chapter 5

 * There are lots of good anecdotes about the bomb and Father ... For instance, do you know the story about Father on the day they first tested a bomb out at Alamagordo? After the things went off, after it was a sure thing that America could wipe out a city with just one bomb, a scientist turned to Father and said, 'Science has now known sin.' And do you know what Father said? He said, 'What is sin?'
 * Written by Newt Hoenikker, Dr. Hoenniker's younger son; chapter 6

 * There is love enough in this world for everybody, if people will just look.
 * Chapter 7

 * We talked about the Pope and birth control, about Hitler and the Jews. We talked about phonies. We talked about truth. We talked about gangsters; we talked about business. We talked about the nice poor people who went to the electric chair; and we talked about the rich bastards who didn’t. We talked about religious people who had perversions. We talked about a lot of things.
 * Chapter 10

 * [Dr. Asa Breed] said, the trouble with the world was... that people were still superstitious instead of scientific. He said that if everybody would study science more, there wouldn’t be all the trouble there was.
 * Said by Sandra, a prostitute; chapter 11

 * "What is the secret of life?” I asked. “I forget,” said Sandra. “Protein,” the bartender declared. "They found out something about protein." "Yeah," said Sandra, "that's it."
 * John, Sandra (a prostitute), and a bartender; chapter 11

 * "Ah, God," says Bokonon, "what an ugly city every city is."
 * Chapter 13

 * My soul seemed as foul as smoke from burning cat fur.
 * Chapter 13

 * She hated people who thought too much. At that moment, she struck me as an appropriate representative for almost all mankind. The fat woman’s expression implied that she would go crazy on the spot if anybody did any more thinking.
 * Chapter 15

 * Dr. Hoenikker used to say that any scientist who couldn't explain to an eight-year-old what he was doing was a charlatan.
 * Said by Dr. Asa Breed; chapter 15
 * Often expressed as Any scientist who can't explain to an eight-year old what he is doing is a charlatan.

 * I smiled at one of the guards. He did not smile back. There was nothing funny about national security, nothing at all.
 * Chapter 16

 * Naomi Faust (secretary): “I’m indestructible. And even if I did fall, Christmas angels would catch me.” Dr Asa Breed (science administrator): “They’ve been known to miss.”
 * chapter 17

 * New knowledge is the most valuable commodity on earth. The more truth we have to work with, the richer we become.
 * Chapter 18

 * Round and round and round we spin, With feet of lead and wings of tin...
 * Chapter 24

 * I don't think he was knowable. I mean, when most people talk about knowing somebody a lot or a little, they're talking about secrets they've been told or haven't been told. They're talking about intimate things, family things, love things ... Dr. Hoenikker had all those things in his life, the way every living person has to, but they weren't the main things with him. ... Dr. Breed keeps telling me the main thing with Dr. Hoenikker was truth. ... I just have trouble understanding how truth, all by itself, could be enough for a person.
 * Said by Naomi Faust, secretary to Dr. Breed; chapter 25

 * There was one [conversation with Dr. Hoenikker] where he bet I couldn't tell him anything that was absolutely true. So I said to him, 'God is love' ... He said, 'What is God? What is love?'
 * Said by Naomi Faust, secretary to Dr. Breed; chapter 26

 * [Lyman Enders] Knowles was insane, I’m almost sure – offensively so, in that he grabbed his own behind and cried, ‘Yes, yes!’ whenever he felt that he'd made a point.
 * Chapter 28

 * As Bokonon says: "Peculiar travel suggestions are dancing lessons from God."
 * Chapter 31
 * Despite having a definite source, this particular line is misquoted on the Internet in many ways, with "unexpected", "strange", and "unusual" commonly substituted for "peculiar", and "arrangements" for "suggestions".

 * "It’s a small world," I observed. "When you put it in a cemetery, it is."
 * John and Marvin Breed; chapter 31

 * Busy, busy, busy, is what we Bokononists whisper whenever we think of how complicated and unpredictable the machinery of life really is.
 * Chapter 32

 * “Pretty? ... Mister, when I see my first lady angel, if God ever sees fit to show me one, it’ll be her wings not her face that’ll make my mouth fall open. I’ve already seen the prettiest face that ever could be.”
 * About Emily Hoenikker, wife of Dr. Hoenikker; chapter 33

 * “Sometimes I wonder if he wasn’t born dead. I never met a man who was less interested in the living. Sometimes I think that’s the trouble with the world: too many people in high places who are stone-cold dead.”
 * Said by Marvin Breed about Dr. Hoenikker; chapter 33

 * “She said his mind was turned to the biggest music there was, the music of the stars.”
 * Marvin Breed quoting Emily Hoenikker about Dr. Hoenikker; chapter 34

 * The room seemed to tip, and its walls and ceiling and floor were transformed momentarily into the mouths of many tunnels – tunnels leading in all directions through time. I had a Bokononist vision of the unity in every second of all time and all wandering mankind, all wondering womankind, all wondering children.
 * Chapter 34

 * My second wife had left me on the grounds that I was too pessimistic for an optimist to live with.
 * Chapter 36

 * [Hazel Crosby's] obsession with Hoosiers around the world was a textbook example of a false karass, of a seeming team that was meaningless in terms of the ways God gets things done, a textbook example of what Bokonon calls a granfalloon. Other examples are the Communist party, the Daughters of the American Revolution, the General Electric Company, the International Order of Odd Fellows - and any nation, anytime, anywhere. As Bokonon invites us to sing along with him: If you wish to study a granfalloon Just remove the skin of a toy balloon.
 * Chapter 42

 * The people down there are poor enough and scared enough and ignorant enough to have some common sense!
 * Chapter 42

 * ... I was very upset about how Americans couldn’t imagine what it was like to be something else, to be something else and proud of it.
 * Chapter 44

 * Americans... are forever searching for love in forms it never takes, in places it can never be. It must have something to do with the vanished frontier.
 * Chapter 44

 * "The highest possible form of treason," said [Horlick] Minton, "is to say that Americans aren't loved wherever they go, whatever they do. Claire tried to make the point that American foreign policy should recognize hate rather than imagine love." "I guess Americans are hated a lot of places." "People are hated a lot of places. Claire pointed out ... that Americans, in being hated, were simply paying the normal penalty for being people, and that they were foolish to think they should somehow be exempted from that penalty. But the loyalty board didn't pay any attention to that. All they knew was that Claire and I both felt that Americans were unloved."
 * Chapter 45

 * Pay no attention to Caesar. Caesar doesn’t have the slightest idea what’s really going on.
 * Chapter 46

 * It was the belief of Bokonon that good societies could be built only by pitting good against evil, and by keeping tension between the two high at all times.
 * Chapter 47

 * Never index your own book.
 * Chapter 55

 * Never had I seen a human being better adjusted to such a humiliating physical handicap. I shuddered with admiration.
 * About Newt Hoenikker, a midget; chapter 59

 * A pissant is somebody who thinks he’s so damn smart, he never can keep his mouth shut. No matter what anybody says, he’s got to argue with it. You say you like something, and, by God, he’ll tell you why you’re wrong to like it. A pissant does his best to make you feel like a boob all the time. No matter what you say, he knows better.
 * Chapter 59

 * He reported his avocation as: “Being alive.” He reported his principal occupation as: “Being dead.”
 * Chapter 61

 * The San Lorenzan National Anthem. Its melody was "Home on the Range." The words had been written in 1922 by Lionel Boyd Johnson, by Bokonon. The words were these: "Oh, ours is a land / Where the living is grand, / And the men are fearless as sharks; / The women are pure, / And we always are sure / That our children will all toe their marks. / San, San Lo-ren-zo! / What a rich, lucky island are we! / Our enemies quail, / For they know they will fail / Against people so reverent and free."
 * Chapter 63

 * Every greedy, unreasonable dream I’d ever had about what a woman should be came true in Mona. There, God love her warm and creamy soul, was peace and plenty forever.
 * Chapter 64

 * "No wonder kids grow up crazy. A cat's cradle is nothing but a bunch of X's between somebody's hands, and little kids look and look and look at all those X's..." "And?" "No damn cat, and no damn cradle."
 * Chapter 74

 * People have to talk about something just to keep their voice boxes in working order, so they'll have good voice boxes in case there's ever anything really meaningful to say.
 * Chapter 76

 * Man is vile, and man makes nothing worth making, knows nothing worth knowing.
 * Chapter 76

 * “Well, when it became evident that no governmental or economic reform was going to make the people much less miserable, the religion became the one real instrument of hope. Truth was the enemy of the people, because the truth was so terrible, so Bokonon made it his business to provide the people with better and better lies.
 * Chapter 78

 * Tiger got to hunt, Bird got to fly; Man got to sit and wonder, "Why, why, why?" Tiger got to sleep, Bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand.
 * Chapter 81

 * "My God — life! Who can understand even one little minute of it?" "Don't try," [Castle] said. "Just pretend you understand."
 * John and Julian Castle; chapter 81

 * Her glissandi spoke of heaven and hell and all that lay in between. Such music from such a woman could only be the case of schizophrenia or demonic possession.
 * Chapter 81

 * Little Newt snorted. “Religion!” “Beg your pardon?” Castle said. “See the cat?” asked Newt. “See the cradle?”
 * Chapter 81

 * If he keeps going at his present rate, working night and day, the number of people he’s saved will equal the number of people he let die – in the year 3010.
 * Dr Julian Castle about Dr Schlichter von Koenigswald; chapter 83

 * He had made me feel as though my own free will were as irrelevant as the free will of a piggy-wig arriving at the Chicago stockyards.
 * Spoken by the character "John" about "Frank Hoenikker"; chapter 85

 * I learned of the Bokononists cosmogony .. wherein Borasisi, the sun, held Pabu, the moon, in his arms, and hoped Pabu would bear him a fiery child. But poor Pabu gave birth to children that were cold, that did not burn; and Borasisi threw them away in disgust. Those were the planets who circled their terrible father at a safe distance. Then poor Pabu herself was cast away, and she went to live with her favourite child, which was Earth. Earth was Pabu’s favorite because it had people on it; and the people looked up to her and loved her and sympathised. And what opinion did Bokonon hold of his own cosmogony? "Foma! Lies!" he wrote. "A pack of foma!"
 * Chapter 85

 * “Maturity,” Bokonon tells us, “is a bitter disappointment for which no remedy exists, unless laughter can be said to remedy anything.”
 * Chapter 88

 * Pay no attention when I laugh .. I'm a notorious pervert in that respect.
 * Chapter 89

 * “It is not possible to make a mistake,” she assured me. I did not know that this was a customary greeting given by all Bokononists when meeting a shy person. So, I responded with a feverish discussion of whether it was possible to make a mistake or not.
 * Chapter 91

 * Science is magic that works.
 * Chapter 97

 * I agree with one Bokononist idea. I agree that all religions, including Bokononism, are nothing but lies.
 * Said by Dr. von Koenigswald; chapter 98

 * I am a very bad scientist. I will do anything to make a human being feel better, even if it's unscientific.
 * Dr. von Koenigswald, Chapter 98

 * "I, mud, sat up and saw what a nice job God had done." "Nice going, God!" "Nobody but You could have done it, God! I certainly couldn't have." "I feel very unimportant compared to You." "The only way I can feel the least bit important is to think of all the mud that didn't even get to sit up and look around."
 * Part of the Bokononist last rites; chapter 99

 * When a man becomes a writer, I think he takes on a sacred obligation to produce beauty and enlightenment and comfort at top speed.
 * Chapter 103

 * "Now I will destroy the whole world." ... It’s what Bokonists always say when they are about to commit suicide.
 * Chapter 106

 * God never wrote a good play in His life.
 * Chapter 107

 * I remembered The Fourteenth Book of Bokonon, which I had read in its entirety the night before. The Fourteenth Book is entitled, "What Can a Thoughtful Man Hope for Mankind on Earth, Given the Experience of the Past Million Years?" It doesn't take long to read The Fourteenth Book. It consists of one word and a period. This is it: "Nothing."
 * Chapter 110

 * The brainless serenity of charwomen and janitors working late at night came over us. In a messy world we were at least making our little corner clean.
 * Chapter 111

 * Any man can call time out, but no man can say how long the time out will be.
 * Chapter 112

 * “History,” writes Bokonon. “Read it and weep!”
 * Chapter 113

 * I am about to do a very un-ambassadorial thing ... I am about to tell you what I really feel. ... We are gathered here, friends ... to honor [the Hundred Martyrs to Democracy], children dead, all dead, all murdered in war. It is customary on days like this to call such lost children men. I am unable to call them men for this simple reason: that in the same war in which [the Martyrs] died, my own son died. My soul insists that I mourn not a man but a child. I do not say that children at war do not die like men, if they have to die. To their everlasting honor and our everlasting shame, they do die like men, thus making possible the manly jubilation of patriotic holidays. But they are murdered children all same. And I propose to you that if we are to pay our sincere respects to the hundred lost children of San Lorenzo, that we might best spend the day despising what killed them; which is to say, the stupidity and viciousness of all mankind. Perhaps, when we remember wars, we should take off our clothes and paint ourselves blue and go on all fours all day long and grunt like pigs. That would surely be more appropriate than noble oratory and shows of flags and well-oiled guns. ... [I]f today is really in honor of a hundred children murdered in war ... is today a day for a thrilling show? The answer is yes, on one condition: that we, the celebrants, are working consciously and tirelessly to reduce the stupidity and viciousness of all mankind.
 * Said by Horlick Minton, Chapter 114

 * This wreath I bring is a gift from the people of one country to the people of another. Never mind which countries, think of people…
 * Said by Horlick Minton, Chapter 114

 * There was a sound like that of the gentle closing of a portal as big as the sky, the great door of heaven being closed softly. It was a grand AH-WHOOM. I opened my eyes - and all the sea was ice-nine. The moist green earth was a blue-white pearl. The sky darkened. ... [T]he sun became a sickly yellow ball, tiny and cruel. The sky was filled with worms. The worms were tornadoes.
 * Chapter 116

 * And God said, “Let Us make living creatures out of mud, so the mud can see what We have done.” And God created every living creature that now moveth, and one was man. Mud as man alone could speak. God leaned close as mud as man sat up, looked around, and spoke. Man blinked. “What is the purpose of all this?” he asked politely. “Everything must have a purpose?” asked God. “Certainly,” said man. “Then I leave it to you to think of one for all this,” said God. And He went away.
 * Chapter 118

 * I had heard it suggested one time that the seasons in the temperate zone should be six rather than four in number: summer, autumn, locking, winter, unlocking, and spring. And I remembered that as I straightened up beside our manhole, and stared and listened and sniffed. There were no smells. There was no movement. Every step I took made a gravelly squeak in blue-white frost. And every squeak was echoed loudly. The season of locking was over. The earth was locked up tight. It was winter, now and forever.
 * Chapter 119

 * We do, doodley do, doodley do, doodely do, What we must, muddily must, muddily must, muddily must; Muddily do, muddily do, muddily do, muddily do, Until we bust, bodily bust, bodily bust, bodily bust.
 * Chapter 119

 * “He always said he would never take his own advice, because he knew it was worthless.”
 * Said by Mona Aamons about Bokonon; chapter 121

 * "It's all so simple, that's all. It solves so much for so many, so simply."
 * Said by Mona about suicide; chapter 121

 * Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are 'It might have been.'
 * Chapter 123
 * This is a variation of the poem "Maud Muller" by John Greenleaf Whittier: "For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: "It might have been!"

 * "Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before," Bokonon tells us. "He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way."
 * Chapter 124

 * “As far as I know, Bokononism is the only religion that has any commentary on midgets.”
 * Said by Newt Hoenikker; chapter 125

 * The hand that stocks the drug stores rules the world.
 * Chapter 126

 * "If I were a younger man, I would write a history of human stupidity; and I would climb to the top of Mount McCabe and lie down on my back with my history for a pillow; and I would take from the ground some of the blue-white poison that makes statues of men; and I would make a statue of myself, lying on my back, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You Know Who."
 * Chapter 127
 * This is the last line in the book.

title: Cat's Cradle


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The Dark Tower (series)

The Dark Tower is a series of seven books by American writer Stephen King that tells the tale of lead character Roland Deschain's quest for the "Dark Tower." Part of Roland's fictional quest lies in discovering the true nature of the Tower. The series incorporates themes from multiple genres, including fantasy fiction, science fantasy, horror, and western elements.

Vol. I: The Gunslinger

 * The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.
 * Opening text

 * Go then, there are other worlds than these.
 * Jake

 * I don't like people, they fuck me up.

 * The desert was the apotheosis of all deserts, huge, standing to the sky for what looked like eternity in all directions. It was white and blinding and waterless and without feature save for the faint, cloudy haze of the mountains which sketched themselves on the horizon and the devil-grass which brought sweet dreams, nightmares, death. An occasional tombstone sign pointed the way, for once the drifted track that cut its way through the thick crust of alkali had been a highway. Coaches and buckas had followed it. The world had moved on since then. The world had emptied.

 * Hollow grandeur in place of true passions which might once have built kingdoms and sustained them.
 * Rolands musings on the social state of his lost civilisation.

 * The Tower. Somewhere ahead, it waited for him—the nexus of Time, the nexus of Size.

 * “Let the word and the legend go before you. There are those who will carry both.” His eyes flicked over the gunslinger’s shoulder. “Fools, perchance. Let the world go before you. Let your shadow grow. Let it grow hair on its face. Let it become dark.” He smiled grotesquely. “Given time, words may even enchant an enchanter. Do you take my meaning, gunslinger?”
 * Cort, to Roland after being defeated by him

 * The gunslinger waited for the time of the drawing and dreamed his long dreams of the Dark Tower, to which he would someday come at dusk and approach, winding his horn, to do some unimaginable final battle.

 * Beyond the reach of human range, a drop of hell, a touch of strange
 * Verse of the Manni Folk that Roland remembers while on Mescaline.

 * It was a blade of grass. But it was purple.

 * The World has moved on. Bad times are on horseback.

 * Perhaps they only looked for a Jesus to heal them, raise them Lazarus-like from the darkness.
 * Roland, on the Slow Mutants.

 * The man in black smiled. "Shall we tell the truth then, you and I? No more lies?" "I thought we had been." But the man in black persisted as if Roland hadn't spoken. "Shall there be truth between us, as two men? Not as friends, but as equals? There is an offer you will get rarely, Roland. Only equals speak the truth, that's my thought on't. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of regard. How tiresome!"
 * Variant: Only enemies speak the truth. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.
 * Walter O'Dim's line in the edition of the story in The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, Vol. 61 (1981)

 * "Come, come, come. You progress, gunslinger! Oh, how I envy you. We make great magic together, you and I. You kill me no more than you kill yourself. Mother-may-I? Yes-you-may."
 * Walter O'Dim

 * Shaken and alone, enwrapt in the darkness, terrified of an ultimate meaning rushing at him, he gathered himself and uttered the final answer on that subject: “NEVER!” “THEN LET THERE BE LIGHT!” And there was light, crashing in on him like a hammer, a great and primordial light.

 * The universe (he said) is the Great All, and offers a paradox too great for the finite mind to grasp. As the living brain cannot conceive of a non-living brain—although it may think it can—the finite mind cannot grasp the infinite. The prosaic fact of the universe's existence alone defeats both the pragmatist and the romantic. There was a time, yet a hundred generations before the world moved on, when mankind had achieved enough technical and scientific prowess to chip a few splinters from the great stone pillar of reality. Even so, the false light of science (knowledge, if you like) shone in only a few developed countries. One company (or cabal) led the way in this regard: North Central Positronics, it called itself. Yet, despite a tremendous increase in available facts, there were remarkably few insights.

 * Perhaps you saw what place our universe plays in the scheme of things—as no more than an atom in a blade of grass. Could it be that everything we can perceive, from the microscopic virus to the distant Horsehead Nebula, is contained in one blade of grass that may have existed for only a single season in an alien time-flow? What if that blade should be cut off by a scythe? When it begins to die, would the rot seep into our universe and our own lives, turning everything yellow and brown and desiccated? Perhaps it's already begun to happen. We say the world has moved on; maybe we really mean that it has begun to dry up. "Think how small such a concept of things make us, gunslinger! If a God watches over it all, does He actually mete out justice for such a race of gnats? Does His eye see the sparrow fall when the sparrow is less than a speck of hydrogen floating disconnected in the depth of space? And if He does see... what must the nature of such a God be? Where does He live? How is it possible to live beyond infinity?

 * Suppose that all worlds, all universes, met at a single nexus, a single pylon, a Tower. And within it, a stairway, perhaps rising to the Godhead itself. Would you dare climb to the top, gunslinger? Could it be that somewhere above all of endless reality, there exists a room?... "You dare not." And in the gunslinger's mind, those words echoed: You dare not.

Vol. II: The Drawing of the Three

 * Had he come this far just to die, then? He would not. And if he were to die in spite of his determination, he would die on his way to the Tower.
 * The Gunslinger

 * The door had hinges, but they were fastened to nothing—or so it seems, the gunslinger thought. This is a mystery, a most marvelous mystery, but does it really matter? You are dying. Your own mystery—the only one that really matters to any man or woman in the end—approaches.
 * The Gunslinger

 * When the only fast way you could get rid of the monkey on your back was to snap your spinal cord above that bunch of nerves, you were dealing with one heavy monkey.
 * Eddie Dean

 * As Henry Dean, the great sage and eminent junkie would have put it, Flip-flop, hippety-hop, offa your rocker and over the top, life’s a fiction and the world’s a lie, so put on some Creedence and let’s get high.
 * Eddie Dean

 * "Good. Call it fluttergork if you want, pr... Eddie. Just do it"
 * Roland

 * "Jesus Christ, when these DO shoot, they really blow holes in things".
 * Eddie Dean after firing Roland's gun in Balazar's office.

 * “Who are you?” Eddie screams at him. “Your destiny, Eddie,” the gunslinger whispers.

 * There are people who need people to need them. The reason you don’t understand is because you’re not one of those people. You’d use me and then toss me away like a paper bag if that’s what it came down to. God fucked you, my friend. You’re just smart enough so it would hurt you to do that, and just hard enough so you’d go ahead and do it anyway. You wouldn’t be able to help yourself. If I was lying on the beach there and screaming for help, you’d walk over me as if I was between you and your goddamn Tower.
 * Eddie

 * You’re a Tower Junkie, Roland.
 * Eddie

 * Fault always lies in the same place, my fine babies: with him weak enough to lay blame.
 * Cort

 * In a world that was clearly going to hell head-first, what was so low about getting high?
 * Henry Dean

 * "God pisses down the back of your neck every day but only drowns you once".
 * 'Cimi

 * “Won’t somebody please explain where I am and how I got here?” the woman in the wheelchair asked – almost pleaded. “Well, I’ll tell you one thing, Dorothy,” Eddie said. “You ain’t in Kansas anymore.”

 * If you have given up your heart for the Tower, Roland, you have already lost. A heartless creature is a loveless creature, and a loveless creature is a beast. To be a beast is perhaps bearable, although the man who has become one will surely pay hell’s own price in the end, but if you should gain your object? What if you should, heartless, storm the Dark Tower and win it? What could you do except degenerate from beast to monster? To gain one’s object as a beast would only be bitterly comic, like giving a magnifying glass to an elephaunt. But to gain one’s object as a monster…To pay hell is one thing. But do you want to own it?

 * “Well,” Eddie said, “What was behind Door Number One wasn’t so hot, and what was behind Door Number Two was even worse, so now, instead of quitting like sane people, we’re going to go right ahead and check out Door Number Three. The way things have been going, I think it’s likely to be something like Godzilla or Ghidra the Three-Headed Monster, but I’m an optimist. I’m still hoping for the stainless steel cookware.”

 * "If we were going to rape you, you would be one well-raped woman by now"
 * Roland to Detta Walker

 * “I love you, Eddie. You have tried so hard. Been so patient. So has he—” she nodded toward the place where the gunslinger lay propped against the rocks, watching. “– but he is a hard man to love.”
 * Odetta Holmes

 * Later, with strange galaxies turning in slow gavotte overhead, neither thought the act of love had ever been so sweet, so full.

 * Control the things you can control, maggot. Let everything else take a flying fuck at you, and if you must go down, go down with your guns blazing.
 * Cort

 * The thunder of his own guns filled him with stupid wonder.
 * Roland

 * I am three women…I who was; I who had no right to be but was; I am the woman you have saved. I thank you gunslinger.
 * Susannah

 * By Profession, He was a Successful C.P.A. Pushing was only his Hobby.
 * - Of Jack Mort

 * When it came to murder, Jack Mort was an equal-opportunity employer.
 * - Of Jack Mort

 * Who was to say he had not sculpted the cosmos today, or might not at some future time? God, no wonder he creamed his jeans!
 * - Of Jack Mort

 * There ensued a short, violent struggle. The Gunslinger won, but it was a surprisingly hard go. In his way, Jack Mort was as divided as Odetta. He was not a schizophrenic as she was; he knew well enough what he did from time to time. But he kept his secret self—the part of him that was The Pusher—as carefully locked away as an embezzler might lock away his secret skim.
 * - Of Jack Mort

 * Do-Bees covered all the bases.

 * The stairs were choked with people who had reversed their downward course when the yelling and shooting started, obsessed with that morbid and somehow unique New Yorkers’ curiosity to see how bad, how many, how much blood spilled on the dirty concrete. Yet somehow they still found a way to shrink back from the man in the blue suit who came plunging down the stairs. It wasn’t much wonder. He was holding a gun, and another was strapped around his waist. Also, he appeared to be on fire.
 * - Of Jack Mort/Roland

 * Jack Mort died alone.

Vol. III: The Waste Lands

 * I do not aim with my hand; He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I aim with my eye. I do not shoot with my hand; He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I shoot with my mind. I do not kill with my gun; He who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father. I kill with my heart.

 * Choo-Choo, thought Jake, and shuddered.

 * Blaine is a pain, and that is the truth. Yet his heart, that silent, watchful, lifelong prisoner of Ka, received the words of this promise not just with wonder but with doubt.

 * See the TURTLE, ain't he keen? All things serve the fucking Beam!
 * Eddie Dean

 * TOUGH TITTY, SAID THE KITTY.
 * Blaine the Mono

 * The gunslinger let me drop, and that is the truth; I still love him, and that is the truth
 * Jake's essay, My Understanding of Truth

 * 'At this nexus lies the Great Portal that so-called Thirteenth Gate which rules not just this world but all worlds.'
 * Roland, explaining the layout and path to the Dark Tower

 * "All is silent in the halls of the dead."Eddie heard himself in a falling, fainting voice. "All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. Behold the stairways which stand in darkness; behold the rooms of ruin. These are the halls of the dead where spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one."
 * Eddie Dean

 * Dad-a-chum,dud-a-chee,not to worry, you've got the key.

 * "Shake the hand that shook the world."
 * Randal Flagg/Walter O'Dim

Vol. IV: Wizard and Glass

 * SEE YOU LATER ALLIGATOR AFTER A WHILE CROCODILE DON'T FORGET TO WRITE.
 * Blaine the Mono

 * "WHAT DOES THAT SIGNIFY, FOOLISH CREATURE?" "It's the world's smallest violin, playing 'My Heart Pumps Purple Piss for You.'"
 * Blaine the Mono and Eddie Dean

 * Why did the dead baby cross the road? ... Because it was stapled to the chicken, you dopey fuck!
 * Eddie, to Blaine the Mono.

 * Ka like the wind.
 * Susan Delgado

 * "Death for you, life for my crop."

 * Time is a face on the water.

 * It seemed to him that the most horrible fact of human existence was that broken hearts mended.

 * If you love me, then love me.

 * Bird and bear and hare and fish, Give my love her fondest wish.

 * "Might I recline briefly at your feet miss? Your beauty has loosened my knees. I am sure a few moments looking up at your profile from below with the back of my head on these cool tiles will put me right."
 * Cuthbert Allgood

 * True love, like any other strong and addicting drug, is boring—once the tale of encounter and discovery is told, kisses quickly grow stale and caresses tiresome... except, of course, to those who share the kisses, who give and take the caresses while every sound and color of the world seems to deepen and brighten around them. As with any other strong drug, true first love is really only interesting to those who have become its prisoners.

 * "So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our mind. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little."

 * Keep my love safe; take my love safe to where he goes, give him joy in who he sees, and make him a cause of joy in those who see him.

 * ROLAND! I LOVE THEE!
 * Susan Delgado. Last words.

 * There is no word, not even "No", in his screams at the end. He [Roland] howls like a gutted animal, his hands fused to the ball...Alain cannot pry his hands away from the ball, so instead he lays his hand on his cheek, touching him that way. Except there's nothing left to touch. Nothing left...and the thing that rides West with Cuthbert and Alain...will not be Roland, or even the Ghost of Roland. Like the moon at the end of its cycle, Roland is gone."

 * "The scariest, most terrifying thing that I fear?" "Yes." "My Imagination." "I thought you were going to say "Fear, itself." "Then you have a small imagination."
 * Roland and Eddie

 * Oh, Christ. I left the world I knew to watch a kid try to put booties on a fucked-up weasel. Shoot me, Roland, before I breed.
 * Eddie Dean

 * Because often, silence is best.
 * Roland

 * I have no opinion. No, none at all. Opinion is politics, and politics is an evil which has caused many a fellow to be hung while he's still young and pretty.
 * Cuthbert Allgood

 * Wondering if she wanted as badly as he did to be out of here, to be in the dark, to be alone in the dark, where he could put his false face aside before the real one beneath could grow hot enough to set it afire

 * Fools are the only folk on the earth who can absolutely count on getting what they deserve.

 * Above them, Demon Moon grinned and winked one eye through what appeared to be a shifting scrim of blood

 * I'll pay ye back. By all the gods that ever were, I'll pay ye back. When ye least expect it, there Rhea will be, and your screams will break your throats. Do you hear me? Your screams will break your throats!
 * Rhea Dubativo of the Cöos

Vol. V: Wolves of the Calla

 * "Do'ee say the world will end in fire or in ice, gunslinger?" Roland considered this. "Neither",he said at last. "I think in darkness"

 * Near them, stuck on the branch of a tree, had been a note from the being Roland had just missed killing in Palace: 'Renounce the Tower. This is your last warning.' Ridiculous, really. Roland would no more renounce the Tower than he'd kill Jake's pet billy-bumbler and then roast him on a spit for dinner. None of them would renounce Roland's Dark Tower. God help them, they were in it all the way to the end.

 * And really, what could be so special about the number nineteen? Mystery Number, indeed.
 * Eddie

 * No one ever does live happily ever after, but we leave the children to find that out for themselves.
 * Roland

 * Do people in your world always want only one story flavor at a time? Only one taste in their mouths?
 * Roland

 * The whole world was losing its shit, going nineteen.
 * Jake

 * Who's this Claudia y Inez Bachman?
 * Eddie

 * Now there was a fourth woman. She had been born out of the third in yet another time of stress and change. She cared nothing for Odetta, Detta, or Susannah; she cared for nothing save the new chap who was on his way. The new chap needed to be fed. The banqueting hall was near. That was what mattered and all that mattered. This new woman, every bit as dangerous in her own way as Detta Walker had been, was Mia. She bore the name of no man's father, only the word that in the High Speech means mother.

 * Here comes Mia, daughter of none!

 * Your imagination is a poor thing, Roland.
 * Vannay

 * Dreaming. But not just dreaming. This was todash, the passing between two worlds. Supposedly the Manni could do it. And supposedly some pieces of the Wizard's Rainbow could make you do it, whether you wanted to or not. One piece of it in particular. "They could get caught between and fall", Roland thought. "Vannay said that, too. He said that going todash was full of peril."

 * "Water if God wills it", he reminded himself. "About the great matters, Roland, you have no say". Not a comfortable truth, especially for a man on a quest such as his, but one he's learned to live with.

 * Time is a face on the water. Roland felt gooseflesh run up his arms. Somewhere - perhaps in a glaring, blood-colored field of roses still far from here—a rustie had just walked over his grave.

 * "You said there were other worlds than these," Roland said, "and there are. New York in all its multiple whens is only one of many. That we are drawn there again and again has to do with the rose. I have no doubt of that, nor do I doubt that in some way I do not understand the rose is the Dark Tower. Either that or—" "Or it's another door," Susannah murmured. "One that opens on the Dark Tower itself."

 * Because of changes in time - a softening of time which I know you all have felt—I've quested after the Dark Tower for over a thousand years, sometimes skipping over whole generations the way a sea-bird may cruise from one wave-top to the next, only wetting its feet in the foam. Never in all this time did I come across one of these doors between the worlds until I came to the ones on the beach at the edge of the Western Sea. I had an idea what they were, although I could have told you something of todash and the bends o' the rainbow.
 * Roland

 * "Do you know you come to the line of Eld?" Roland asked in that same curiously gentle voice. He stretched a hand towards Eddie, Susannah, and Jake. Even toward Oy. "For these are mine, sure. As I am theirs. We are round, and roll as we do. And you know what we are." "Are you?" Callahan asked. "Are you all?"

 * Eddie had known who they were since River Crossing, when the old people had knelt in the street to Roland. Hell, he'd known since the woods (what he still thought of as Shardik's woods), where Roland had taught them to aim with the eye, shoot with the mind, kill with the heart. Not three, not four. One. That Roland should finish them so, complete them so, was horrible. He was filled with poison and had kissed them with his poisoned lips. He had made them gunslingers, and had Eddie really thought there was no work left for the line of Arthur Eld in the mostly empty and husked-out world? That they would simply be allowed to toddle along the Path of the Beam until they got to Roland's Dark Tower and fixed whatever was wrong there? Well, guess again.
 * Eddie

 * We deal in lead.
 * Roland

 * Three is a number of power.
 * Roland

 * I have an object of great power.
 * Callahan

 * We're bound to do as you ask, if we judge your Calla in the White and those you call Wolves as agents of the outer dark: Beam-breakers, if you ken.
 * Roland

 * A tear spilled down Callahan's right cheek, then another. He wiped them away absently. "I've never dared handle it, but I've seen it. Felt its power. Christ the Man Jesus help me, I have Black Thirteen under the floorboards of my church. And it's come alive. Do you understand me?" He looked at them with his wet eyes. "It's come alive."

 * There was a part of her—a spiteful Detta Walker part—that would always resent Roland's ascendancy in her heart and mind, but for the most part she recognized him for what he was: the last of his kind. Maybe even a hero.
 * Susannah

 * It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.
 * Susannah

 * "Thunderclap," she said in a voice Eddie could barely hear. "None go there." "Why?" "It's dark there," she said, still not looking up from her lap. Then she raised an arm. This time she pointed in the direction from which Roland and his friends had come. Back toward Mid-World. "There," she said, "the world is ending. Or so we're told. And there..." She pointed east and now raised her face to Eddie's. "There, in Thunderclap, it's already ended. In the middle are we, who only want go our own way in peace."
 * Zalia

 * Thankee-sai, long days, kiss my ass and go to heaven.
 * Eddie

 * When it came to pulling coals out of a hot fire, he'd put two dollars on Roland of Gilead for every one he put on God and the Man Jesus, those heavenly gunslingers.
 * Eddie, about Callahan

 * It's the Way of the Eld. We are of that an-tet, khef and ka, watch and warrant. Gunslingers, do ya.
 * Roland

 * When the shooting starts, we kill what moves.
 * Roland

 * Roland was as much a prisoner of his rules and traditions as Eddie had ever been of heroin.

 * The gunslinger's initial feelings for Eddie had wavered between caution and contempt for what Roland saw as his weakness of character. Respect had come more slowly. It had begun in Balazar's office, when Eddie had fought naked. Very few men Roland had known could have done that. It had grown with his realization of how much Eddie was like Cuthbert. Then, on the mono, Eddie had acted with a kind of desperate creativity that Roland could admire but never equal. Eddie Dean was possessed of Cuthbert Allgood's always puzzling and sometimes annoying sense of ridiculous; he was also possessed Alain John's deep flashes of intuition. Yet in the end, Eddie was like neither of Roland's old friends. He was sometimes weak and self-centered, but possessed of deep reservoirs of courage and courage's good sister, what Eddie himself sometimes called 'heart'.

 * First come smiles, then comes lies. Last is gunfire.
 * Roland

 * When everything's a surprise, experience takes on a dreamlike quality.

 * Definition of a wanderer: a guy who's always looking beyond.
 * Eddie

 * All of your lies will cross your eyes.

 * 5 minutes of worth of blood and stupidity
 * Roland

 * They burst up and out of the earth like dragons teeth

Vol. VI: Song of Susannah

 * We spread the time as we can, but in the end the world takes it all back.
 * Roland

 * Food and palaver don't mix.
 * Roland

 * Anger is the most useless emotion; destructive to the mind and hurtful of the heart.
 * Henchick, of the Manni

 * I need no sigul. Not the potter but the potter's clay, and I need no sigul!
 * Pere Callahan

 * Dad-a-chum, dad-a-chee! Not to worry, you've got the key!
 * Stephen King, found in a note to Jake Chambers

 * Dead, like diamonds, was forever.

 * You doom yourselves, Susannah. You seem positively bent on it, and the root is always the same: your faith fails you, and you replace it with rational thought. But there is no love in thought, nothing that lasts in deduction, only death in rationalism.
 * Mia

 * I refuse to believe that I was raised in Brooklyn simply because of some writer's mistake, something that will eventually be fixed in the second draft.
 * Eddie Dean

 * I don't think he needs to be immortal. I think all he needs to do is to write the right story. Because some stories do live forever.
 * Roland (of Stephen King)

Vol. VII: The Dark Tower

 * "May you find your Tower, Roland, and breach it, and may you climb to the top!" The teeth of his old enemies, these ancient brothers and sisters of a thing which had called itself Kurt Barlow, sank into him like stingers. Callahan felt them not at all. He was smiling as he pulled the trigger and escaped them for good.
 * Pere Callahan's death

 * You must never draw until you know how many are against you, or you've satisfied yourself that you can never know, or you've decided it's your day to die.
 * Susannah, remembering Roland's lesson.

 * "There'll be guards", Eddie said. "Maybe a lot of them. What if we're outnumbered?" "It won't be the first time", Roland said.
 * Before the attack on Algul Siento.

 * The bumbler did not bite, but said a single word. "Olan," said he. Then he lowered his head, uttered a single sigh, and died.

 * So much you did; So much you did and so much more you would have done, aye, and all without a check or qualm, and so will the world end, I think, a victim of love rather than hate. For love's ever been the more destructive weapon, sure.
 * Roland

 * Gunfire makes close relations.
 * Roland

 * Sometimes I think we'd all be better off if the people who mean well would just creep away and die.
 * Eddie

 * Any statement beginning with the words 'In truth' is almost always a lie.
 * Mordred

 * Even if the torture stops, I'll die. And you'll die too, for when love leaves the world, all hearts are still. Tell them of my love and tell them of my pain and tell them of my hope, which still lives. For this is all I have and all I am and all I ask.
 * The Beam

 * All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one.

 * They were the hands of Gan, the hands of ka, and they knew no mercy

 * You are the grim, goal-oriented ones who will not believe that the joy is in the journey rather than the destination no matter how many times it has been proven to you.
 * Afterword

 * The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.
 * Ending Text

The Wind Through The Keyhole

 * “A person’s never too old for stories. Man and boy, girl and woman, never too old. We live for them."
 * Roland Deschain”

 * “In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.”

 * “It was not fair, it was not fair, it was not fair. So cried his child's heart, and then his child's heart died a little. For that is also the way of the world.”

 * “What if I fall?', Tim cried.
 * Maerlyn laughed. 'Sooner or later, we all do.”

 * “There's nothing like stories on a windy night when folks have found a warm place in a cold world.”

 * "Pray for rain all you like, but dig a well as you do it."

About

 * I'm never done with The Dark Tower. The thing about The Dark Tower is that those books were never edited, so I look at them as first drafts. And by the time I got to the fifth or sixth book, I'm thinking to myself, "This is really all one novel." It drives me crazy. The thing is to try to find the time to rewrite them. There's a missing element – a big battle at a place called Jericho Hill. And that whole thing should be written, and I've thought about it several times, and I don't know how to get into it.
 * Stephen King Stephen King: The Rolling Stone Interview, Andy Greene, Rolling Stone October 31, 2014.

title: The Dark Tower (series)


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Malcolm Forbes

Malcolm Stevenson Forbes (19 August 1919 – 24 February 1990) was an American businessman, and the publisher of Forbes magazine.

Quotes

 * Be Nice. Contrary to the cliché, genuinely nice guys most often finish first or very near it. I admit it's not easy when you've got a gripe. To be agreeable while disagreeing — that's an art. Be natural — write the way you talk.
 * "How to Write a Business Letter" —an advertisement for International Paper Company (1979)

 * Being right half the time beats being half-right all the time.
 * As quoted in Clean Your House & Everything In It (1982) by Eugenia Chapman and Jill C. Major, p. 100

 * It's always worthwhile to make others aware of their worth.
 * As quoted by T. Duncan in Wealth Strategies: 9 1/2 steps to achieving physical, financial, and Spiritual abundance (2000) p. 196

title: Malcolm Forbes


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Black Sheep (1996 film)

Black Sheep is a 1996 film about a gubernatorial candidate who hires a wormy special assistant whose only job is to make sure the candidate's well-meaning but incompetent brother doesn't ruin the election.. There's one in every family.

Mike

 * [talking on the phone] Hi there, this is Mike Donnelly. I work over here at the recreational center. To be honest with you I pretty much run the place ha, ha, ha. Is this ah Pat Gyles? Good, Good. Hey, hope everything's going great in your fine town of er Avery? Atwood! Ha, ha, ha. Say, the reason I'm calling is I wanted to tell you a little bit about the candidacy of Al Donnelly. Al Donnelly's a guy with a dream. His dream is to become governor of this great state of Washington. Hell, every guy's got his dream, am I right? Between you, me and the wall here, I had a doozy myself last night. Ha ha, ha, ha. Get this: A corn-fed harvest mouse, a hooker, a nun, a Flemish peasant woman, whips, chains, whistles, yo-yo's, a circus midget. My grandmother riding by on a bicycle giving me the finger, and a duck! Now, I don't know ha, ha, ha. Are you crying? Oh my lord. I am sorry, honey, please don't! Could you get your daddy on the phone. No, don't hang up please I...
 * There's no access for you in this quadrant.
 * [on stage making a fool of himself] Voting kicks ass right! Cause, uh, if voting kicks ass, and Al Donnelly kicks ass, and you put them both together and you got yourself some kick ass shit!
 * [on stage making a fool of himself] That's one small step for man! One giant... I have a dream!
 * And so he says, "Rectum? Damn near killed'em!"
 * We've all been screwed by Governor Tracy, and now, I'm going to screw her!
 * Boy, I could sure use some cupcakes or peanut butter cups right now.
 * [holding onto a small plant on a steep hill] Oh, thank you, little roots! Please stay strong [Root quickly gives and Mike falls to the foot of the mountain] What in the hell was that all about!?

Steve

 * [on Drake Sabitch] This guy is like Leatherface, Chucky, and Jan Brady all rolled into one.
 * Are you or are you not the Black Angel of Death?
 * [trying to pronounce "roads"] Row-ads. Roods.

Dialogue

 * Steve: This is great. I never win at checkers.
 * Mike: Yes, well, it's kinda easy to win when you, um.... NEVER MOVE YOUR BACK ROW!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 * Steve: Check it out. This fridge is only being held by this plug. [pulls plug out; fridge rolls toward Mike, crashing into him, running him into a wall]
 * Steve: Mike... Are you okay?
 * Mike: I'm just dandy! I got a bowl of chocolate pudding in my underpants!
 * Steve: We didn't have any pudding in there, buddy.

 * Steve: [completely doped on nitrous oxide] ... But, this map is heavy... It's got all of those... robes on it. Robes? Rogues?
 * Mike: [also stoned; giggling] Roads!
 * Steve, Mike: Aahahahaha!
 * Mike: [suddenly stops laughing] I'm stoned... so are you!
 * [looks in the backseat]
 * Mike: Dammit! The nitrous oxide's leaking into the car! OK, calm down... we just gotta keep under the speed limit... limit... [starts giggling again]
 * Mike: Limit! Haha, that's another one of those freaky words!

 * Governor Tracy: I have heard the voice of the voters and the voters said...
 * [Mike is screaming for help while hoisting by his underwear on a satellite dish]
 * Governor Tracy: ...Holy Shit!

 * Mike: [cheering on Rock the Vote Crowd] Yea! Kill whitey!
 * [crowd goes silent]
 * Rastafarian: No! No! No!

 * [a bat flies out at them]
 * Steve: What the heck is that?
 * Mike: Ah! It's Ozzy Osbourne!

 * [Steve comes back sprayed with a fire extinguisher]
 * Mike: Whoa, what happened to you? Did you fall into some mud or something?
 * Steve: Yeah, I did. And I'm going to be rich because I'm the only person on earth who knows where you can find white mud.

 * Motorcycle Cop: Could you take him through here a little faster than seven miles per hour, Officer...
 * Mike: Meoff, Jack. [turns to Steve and mouths "Jack Meoff"]

 * Governor Tracy: Now you'll have to tell me your name so I know who to make the check out to.
 * Clyde: My best friends call me "Cash."

 * [as Mike and Steve hit a pothole]
 * Mike: What the hell was that?
 * Steve: A chunk in the road or something.
 * Mike: I just chunked in my pants.

 * Mike: [dressed as security guard] Please move away from this vector and get into another coordinate pronto. There's no access for you in this quadrant.
 * Teen: Man, why don't you goose-step on down to the women and children over there and give them your little power trip, because they may be impressed by it, asshole!
 * Mike: Young fella, I'm gonna twist off your head and spike it onto the floors of a nightmare you can't even imagine! I will dance with you inside of the six-sided ring of fire, unless you move from this area, far and fast, NOW!

 * Motorcycle Cop: Tell me, officer, do you have any idea how fast you were going?
 * Mike: Well, I got a 426 hemi here, 3/4 cams, nitro boosters, I can get 'er up to as good as 155! Never do, though, of course, unless I'm chasing a cute chick in a Ferrari! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I guess I was goin' about... 65, tops.
 * State Trooper: Seven. Seven miles an hour. And normally, when I stop people, they pull onto the shoulder.

 * [Mike is pretending to be a cop, Steve is pretending to be a prisoner]
 * Steve: Ro-ads. Roods.
 * Mike: Quiet back there! I've taken enough guff from you for one day! [turns to state trooper] Raving psycho! Butchered 400 chickens and screwed a beagle. I'm taking him back to Nevada where he's wanted for banging horses!

 * Drake: I'm not far from dragging you out of the car and beating you to dust.
 * Steve: You should work up to that, kinda leaves you nowhere to go.

Cast

 * Chris Farley - Mike Donnelly
 * David Spade - Steve Dodds
 * Tim Matheson - Al Donnelly
 * Timothy Carhart - Roger Kovary

title: Black Sheep (1996 film)


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Klingon proverbs

This is a compilation of known proverbs from the fictional Klingon race in the Star Trek television shows and films. Some of these proverbs are not original to Star Trek, but are likely cited as "Klingon" for entertainment value and/or to draw parallels between Human and Klingon culture.

Quotes

 * Revenge is a dish best served cold.
 * Khan Noonien Singh, Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan, who refers to this as a "Klingon proverb".
 * Klingon (CSUR):      
 * tlhIngan Hol: bortaS bIr jablu'DI' reH QaQqu' nay'
 * Literal translation: When cold revenge is served, the dish is always very good
 * Earliest known print reference: Mathilde (1841) by Eugène Sue
 * Original French (1782) : Et puis la vengeance se mange très-bien froide, comme on dit vulgairement... books.google
 * Four thousand throats may be cut in one night by a running man.
 * Klingon (CSUR):         
 * tlhIngan Hol: qaStaHvIS wa' ram loSSaD Hugh SIjlaH qetbogh loD
 * Literal translation: One man can cut four thousand throats in a single night, if he is continually running.
 * Klingon soldier, Star Trek: The Original Series episode "Day of the Dove"
 * Klingon language source: The Klingon Dictionary, Marc Okrand
 * Only a fool fights in a burning house.
 * Klingon (CSUR):     
 * tlhIngan Hol: meQtaHbogh qachDaq Suv qoH neH
 * Literal translation: Only a fool fights in a house that continues to burn.
 * Kang, Star Trek: The Original Series, "Day of the Dove"
 * Klingon language source: The Klingon Way, Marc Okrand

 * A fool and his head are soon parted.
 * Klingon (CSUR):     
 * tlhIngan Hol: tugh qoH nachDaj je chevlu'ta'
 * Literal translation: Soon a fool and his head will be separated.
 * The Final Reflection, John M. Ford
 * Klingon language source: qurgh lungqIj

 * The wind does not respect a fool.
 * Klingon (CSUR):   
 * tlhIngan Hol: qoH vuvbe' SuS
 * Kahless, Star Trek: The Next Generation, "Rightful Heir"
 * Klingon language source: The Klingon Way, Marc Okrand

 * Destroying an Empire to win a war is no victory. And ending a battle to save an Empire is no defeat.
 * Klingon (CSUR):            
 * tlhIngan Hol: noH QapmeH wo' Qaw'lu'chugh yay chavbe'lu', 'ej wo' choqmeH may' DoHlu'chugh lujbe'lu'
 * Literal translation: Victory is not achieved if an Empire is destroyed in order to win a war, and it is not failure if a battle is backed away from in order to preserve an Empire
 * Kahless (quoted), Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, "Way of the Warrior"
 * Klingon language source: The Klingon Way, Marc Okrand

 * A leader is judged not by the length of his reign but by the decisions he makes.
 * Kahless (quoted), Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, " Tacking into the Wind"

 * Great men do not seek power; it is thrust upon them.
 * Kahless (quoted), Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, " Tacking into the Wind"

 * If you cannot control yourself, you cannot command others
 * Klingon (CSUR):   
 * tlhIngan Hol: bISeH'eghlaH'be'chugh latlh Dara'laH'be'
 * Literal translation: If you cannot control yourself, you cannot command others.
 * Klingon Honor Guard manual, page 16
 * Klingon language source: Unknown

 * Death is an experience best shared.
 * Klingon (CSUR):     
 * tlhIngan Hol: Heghlu'DI' mobbe'lu'chugh QaQpu' Hegh wanI'
 * Literal translation: When someone dies not alone the death event is good.
 * Klingon Honor Guard manual, page 29
 * Klingon language source: The Klingon Way, Marc Okrand

 * Pity the warrior who slays all his foes.
 * Klingon (CSUR):     
 * tlhIngan Hol: Hoch jaghpu'Daj HoHbogh SuvwI' yIvup
 * Literal translation: Pity the warrior that kills all his enemies!
 * Klingon Honor Guard manual, page 39

 * A sharp knife is nothing without a sharp eye.
 * Klingon (CSUR):     
 * tlhIngan Hol: leghlaHchu'be'chugh mIn lo'laHbe' taj jej
 * Literal translation: A sharp knife is useless if the eye is unable to clearly see.
 * Klingon Honor Guard manual, page 47
 * Klingon language source: The Klingon Way, Marc Okrand

 * Brute strength is not the most important asset in a fight.
 * Klingon (CSUR):    
 * tlhIngan Hol: Suvlu'taHvIS yapbe' HoS neH
 * Literal translation: While fighting, only power is not enough.
 * Klingon Honor Guard manual, page 55
 * Klingon language source: The Klingon Way, Marc Okrand

It dies with its teeth in the enemy's throat, It dies with its name on the enemy's tongue. For just as mere life is not victory, Mere death is not defeat; And in the next world I shall kill the foe a thousand times, Laughing, Undefeated.
 * Yet if my line should die,
 * A Klingon ritualistic song
 * The Hand of Kahless: The Final Reflection and Kahless By John M. Ford, Michael Jan Friedman

 * Perhaps today is a good day to die.
 * Klingon (CSUR):   
 * tlhIngan Hol: Heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam
 * Literal translation: This day is good in order to die.
 * Worf, Star Trek: The Next Generation; oft-repeated
 * Gowron to Captain Sisko, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, season 4, episode 1, The Way of the Warrior; translated by Worf.

 * If winning is not important, why keep score?
 * Klingon (CSUR):    
 * tlhIngan Hol: potlhbe’chugh yay qatlh pe’’eghlu’. (The Klingon way, p.135)
 * Worf, Star Trek: The Next Generation Season 1, episode 15 11001001

 * Own the day.
 * Klingon
 * tlhIngan Hol: jaj vIghaj
 * Ensign Lyndsay Ballard's favourite Klingon battle cry.
 * Star Trek Voyager: Season 6, episode 18, Ashes To Ashes

 * Negotiation may cost far less than war, or infinitely more: for war cannot cost more than one's life.
 * The Final Reflection, John M. Ford

 * Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, prepare to die.

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Talk:Divine Light Mission

Leave this stuff from 1978...there is no Divine Light Mission...if you want to enjoy the teachings of Prem Rawat, check into this site: http://www.wordpaint.com/sitemap_en.htm

 * Andries: What are you trying to do? Your exploits are totally unacceptable. Take your guru-hate somehere else. Disgusting intolerance!

Wow, this is wonderful, another page full of quotations from Maharaji. There cannot be enough from his words everywhere. This world needs them so badly. Whatever he says is so perfect, a glimpse of this knowledge, wherever it hits, makes it perfect! from Gumer

 * there is no need for thie article. There is already an article with quotations from Prem rawat. This is just an attempt to stuff out of context quotes from the 70's. Please refrain from reverting,

You see this too negative, our wonderful Lord's words are perfect and will have a perfect impact where ever they are and when ever they appear, have faith. from Gumer

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Added quotes from 1970 and until 1983, the years span in which the DLM was active. ≈ jossi ≈ 04:55, 23 Nov 2004 (UTC)

Please note that I have not removed any quotes that were previously included. I simply added more quites for the relevant time period andf reformatted the article for consistency of presentation. ≈ jossi ≈ 16:24, 23 Nov 2004 (UTC)

title: Talk:Divine Light Mission


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Rushmore

Rushmore is a 1998 film about Max, a self-described genius who, although on academic probation, excels in every extracurricular activity available at Rushmore Academy. A love triangle then develops between Max, a wealthy industrialist, and one of Max's teachers.
 * Directed by Wes Anderson.Written by Wes Anderson and Owen Wilson.

Love. Expulsion. Revolution. Taglines

Max Fischer

 * My top schools where I want to apply to are Oxford and the Sorbonne. But my safety's Harvard.
 * Maybe I'm spending too much of my time starting up clubs and putting on plays. I should probably be trying harder to score chicks. That's all anyone really cares about.
 * I saved Latin. What did you ever do?
 * [Introducing his play "Heaven and Hell"] Also, you'll find a pair of safety glasses and some earplugs under your seats. Please feel free to use them.
 * [to Dr. Peter] I was punched in the face. What's your excuse?
 * [to Rosemary] So we both have dead people in our families.
 * [to Rosemary] I'm sorry, I just came by to thank you for WRECKING MY LIFE!
 * Well, tell that stupid mick he just made my list of things to do today.
 * I wrote a hit play!
 * [to Rosemary] Rushmore was my life, now you are.
 * You think I got kicked out for just the aquarium? Nah, it was the handjob. And you wanna know something else? It was worth it.
 * [to Rosemary] Sic transit gloria. Glory fades. I'm Max Fischer....

Herman Blume

 * [Speech to the students of Rushmore Academy] You guys have it real easy. I never had it like this where I grew up. But I send my kids here because the fact is you go to one of the best schools in the country: Rushmore. Now, for some of you it doesn't matter. You were born rich and you're going to stay rich. But here's my advice to the rest of you: Take dead aim on the rich boys. Get them in the crosshairs and take them down. Just remember, they can buy anything but they can't buy backbone. Don't let them forget it. Thank you.
 * Mmm, I'm a little bit lonely these days
 * Never in my wildest imagination did I ever dream I would have sons like these.
 * Kids don't like it when their parents get divorced.
 * [Describing Max to the police] 112 pounds. Black hair. Glasses... Oval face.
 * She's sweet, but she's fucked up.
 * Did Max have something planned for us today? A trip to a museum or something?

Dirk Calloway

 * Oh yeah and with friends like you who needs friends?
 * [On a walkie-talkie] There's action across the street. [static] It's Snowman! Take him!
 * [to Max] I just wanted to say, I'm sorry I threw rocks at you that day.
 * ...I knew for sure when they went skinny-dipping in Mr. Blume's pool while giving eachother handjobs...
 * You're a married man, Blume.
 * I'm not even here right now, I'm in Cheyenne Wyoming.

Others

 * Magnus Buchan: I always wanted to be in one of your fuckin' plays.
 * Bert Fischer: [to Herman] Are you fond of that moustache?
 * Mr. Littlejeans: Best play ever, man.
 * Rosemary: Nihil Sanctisne?, Is nothing sacred?
 * Found on Max Fischer's Mother's Grave Stone: All paths of glory lead but to the grave.
 * Found in the book Diving for Sunken Treasure: When one man, for whatever the reason, has the ability to lead an extraordinary life, he has no right to keep it to himself.

Dialogue

 * Dr. Nelson Guggenheim: We're putting you on what we call sudden death academic probation.
 * Max Fischer: And what does that entail?
 * Dr. Nelson Guggenheim: It entails that if you fail another class, you'll be asked to leave Rushmore.
 * Max Fischer: In other words, I'll be expelled.
 * Dr. Nelson Guggenheim: That's correct.
 * Max Fischer: Can I see some documentation on that, please?
 * [Guggenheim hands him his transcript]
 * Dr. Nelson Guggenheim: Too many extracurricular activities, Max. Not enough studying.
 * Max Fischer: Dr. Guggenheim, I don't want to tell you how to do your job. But the fact is, no matter how hard I try, I still might flunk another class. If that means I have to stay on for a post-graduate year, so be it...
 * Dr. Nelson Guggenheim: - We don't offer a post-graduate year.
 * Max Fischer: Well, we don't offer it yet.

 * Max Fischer: What was your major?
 * Rosemary Cross: I didn't have a major, but my thesis was on Latin American economic policy.
 * Max Fischer: Oh, that's interesting. Did you hear that they're not going to teach Latin anymore?
 * Rosemary Cross: This was more like Central America.

 * Max Fischer: I like your nurse's uniform, guy.
 * Dr. Peter Flynn: These are O.R. scrubs.
 * Max Fischer: Oh, are they?

 * Herman Blume: What's the secret, Max?
 * Max Fischer: The secret?
 * Herman Blume: Yeah, you seem to have it pretty figured out.
 * Max Fischer: The secret, I don't know... I guess you've just gotta find something you love to do and then... do it for the rest of your life. For me, it's going to Rushmore.

 * Max Fischer: So you were in Vietnam?
 * Herman Blume: Yeah.
 * Max Fischer: Were you in the shit?
 * Herman Blume: Yeah, I was in the shit.

 * Herman Blume: Dirk?
 * Dirk: I know about you and the teacher.
 * Herman Blume: Does Max know?
 * Dirk: No, and I don't want him to know, ever. I just want it to stop right now. You're a married man, Blume. You're supposed to be his friend.
 * Herman Blume: Look Dirk, I am his friend.
 * Dirk: Oh yeah, and with friends like you who needs friends? (spits on Herman's car)

 * Max Fischer: The truth is, neither one of us has the slightest idea where this relationship is going. We can't predict the future.
 * Rosemary Cross: We don't have a relationship.
 * Max Fischer: But we're friends.
 * Rosemary Cross: Yes, and that's all we're going to be. Well, yes...
 * Max Fischer: That's all I meant by "relationship." You want me to grab a dictionary?

 * Herman Blume: She's my Rushmore, Max.
 * Max Fischer: I know. She was mine too.

 * Max Fischer: How the hell did you get so rich? You're a quitter, man!
 * Herman Blume: I spent eight million dollars on this.
 * Max Fischer: And is that all you're willing to spend?

 * Max Fischer: So tell me Curly, how do you know Miss Cross?
 * Dr. Peter Flynn: We went to Harvard together.
 * Max Fischer: Oh that's great. I wrote a hit play and directed it, so I'm not sweating it either.

 * Ernie: What kind of fish?
 * Max Fischer: Barracuda, stingrays, electric eels, trout, hammerheads, piranha, giant squid, octopi...
 * Herman Blume: Piranhas? Really?
 * Max Fischer: Yes, I'm talking to a guy in South America.

 * Max Fischer: How much are you worth, by the way?
 * Herman Blume: I don't know.
 * Max Fischer: Over ten million?
 * Herman Blume: Yeah, I guess so.
 * Max Fischer: Good, good.
 * Herman Blume: Why?
 * Max Fischer: Cause we're gonna need all of it.

 * [Max has just petitioned to make Latin a required subject]
 * Magnus Buchan: [heavy Scottish brogue] Why dincha just piss off, Fischer? Ya dotty wee skid mark!
 * Max Fischer: Is that Latin?

 * Architect: Mr. Blume, how are Ronny and Donny enjoying military school?
 * Herman Blume: They love it.
 * Magnus Buchan: Lucky bastards.

 * Dr. Peter Flynn: I understand you're a neurosurgeon.
 * Bert Fischer: No, I'm a barber, but a lot of people make that mistake.

 * Rosemary Cross: That's none of your business.
 * Max Fischer: I know it's not, but I just got hit by a car and I'm feeling a little confused.

 * Rosemary Cross: [tending a wound on Max's forehead] Is this fake blood?
 * Max Fischer: Yes, it is.

 * Rosemary Cross: I'll show you the door.
 * Max Fischer: I'll just go back out the window.

 * Rosemary Cross: How did I hurt your feelings?
 * Max Fischer: Oh, my God! I wrote a hit play! [pause] And I'm in love with you.

 * Rosemary Cross: Has it ever crossed your mind that you're far too young for me?
 * Max Fischer: It crossed my mind that you might consider that a possibility, yeah.

 * Rosemary Cross: Do you think we're going to have sex?
 * Max Fischer: That's a kinda cheap way to put it.
 * Rosemary Cross: Not if you've ever fucked before, it isn't.

 * Dr. Peter Flynn: [To Rosemary] I didn't know we were going to dinner.
 * Max Fischer: Well, that's because you weren't invited.

 * Max Fischer: Your mind's as warped as your ear, Buchan.
 * Magnus Buchan: Don't get nasty, brother.

 * Herman Blume: Why did you ask me to come here?
 * Max Fischer: Oh, I was going to drop that tree on you.
 * Herman Blume: That big one?
 * Max Fischer: Yeah.
 * Herman Blume: It would've flattened me like a pancake.

 * Max Fischer: And I’m going to stick a knife in his heart. And I’m going to send him back to Ireland in a bodybag.
 * Tommy: He's from Scotland.
 * Max Fischer: Well, tell that stupid mick he just made my list of things to do today. I’m going to pop a cap in his ass.

 * Max Fischer: I don't give a shit about the barracudas, fuck it! I'm building it anyway.

 * Max Fischer: You're supposed to say, “Forget about it, Sanchez" ,The old man likes his canoli' lines-
 * Frank: I made a mistake, all right? It doesn’t make any difference, anyway.
 * Max Fischer: Hey, I'm letting it go. But don't tell me it doesn't matter. Every line matters.
 * Frank: Get off my back!
 * Max Fischer: Don't fuck with my play!

 * Herman Blume: Come work for me.
 * Max Fischer: What do you mean?
 * Herman Blume: I mean I-I could use someone like you.
 * Max Fischer: Look, I may not be rich, Mr. Blume, my father may only be a doctor, but we manage.

 * Herman Blume: So you've changed your mind and you want the job.
 * Max Fischer: No, I've got an idea and I need some money.

 * Bert Fischer: You're like one of those clipper ship captains. You're married to the sea.
 * Max Fischer: Yes, that's true. [pause] But I've been out to sea for a long time.

 * Herman Blume: How much money do you want?
 * Max Fisher: Thirty five thousand dollars, for the initial plans.
 * Herman Blume: I'll give you twenty five hundred.
 * Max Fisher: Okay.

Taglines

 * Love. Expulsion. Revolution.
 * All's fair when love is war.

Cast

 * Jason Schwartzman - Max Fischer
 * Bill Murray - Herman Blume
 * Olivia Williams - Rosemary Cross
 * Seymour Cassel - Bert Fischer
 * Brian Cox - Dr. Nelson Guggenheim
 * Mason Gamble - Dirk Calloway
 * Sara Tanaka - Margaret Yang
 * Stephen McCole - Magnus Buchan
 * Connie Nielsen - Mrs. Calloway
 * Luke Wilson - Dr. Peter Flynn

title: Rushmore


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Talk:Art

Great artists steal
This was attributed to Berens, Michael; I cannot determine who this person is, and the "Mature poets steal" is attributable to T. S. Eliot, so I have put that (and other common attributions) in the Sourced section.

If someone can determine that Michael Berens is a noteworthy person and that this is a common attribution (which it isn't, according to Google), then it's worth adding as an addition common attribution, else it should remain removed.

Nbarth 00:30, 1 March 2008 (UTC)

Art
If a work requires explanation should it be considered Art ??

Unsourced

 * These should be provided with sources before being moved back into the article.

 * Buy old masters. They fetch a better price than old mistresses.
 * Max Aitken, recalled on his death (9 June 1964).

 * Impulse alone does not make a work of art.
 * Pietro Annigoni

 * Ineptitude has today, it seems, acquired full rights of citizenship in the realm of art.
 * Pietro Annigoni

 * I had recourse to a dictionary of synonyms, and there I found "deformed" in the company with such terms as "ugly, foul, loathsome, obscene," and read moreover that "to deform is to make something ugly in form."
 * Pietro Annigoni

 * The emotional states which a painter or other artist feels irresistibly forced to express are those most intimate states of mind and soul from which may be struck the spark or revelation, kindling a light that shows things in their deepest, most universal, and perhaps even eternal reality; this light we may call the light of poetry.
 * Pietro Annigoni

 * Abstraction is an exercise in a pre-assured failure. It is a futile attempt to communicate the non-communicable
 * Derek R. Audette

 * If you want to know what true art is: Go outside on a clear night, wait until it gets very, very dark, then look up! You will see no rules of composition, no evidence of superior technique. Yet, you will be staring into the very face of pure, unadulterated beauty and wonder. That is the unattainable Ideal for which I must constantly strive.
 * Derek R. Audette

 * It is not about which artist is more skilled than which other artist. It is about creating what is in you to create. A lack of confidence in oneself is like a thief, It steals from the world that which might be worthy.
 * Derek R. Audette

 * No matter how much utter disdain I have for the work of a particular artist, I would still rather that he had created those works than hadn't.
 * Derek R. Audette

 * No matter how substandard you feel your skill or talent may be, If you never produce your art, the world will always remain deprived of it.
 * Derek R. Audette

 * The entire 'my art is better than your art' thing really gets under my skin. The fact of the matter is: Your art IS better than my art... at being what it is. So what? It just so happens that my art is better than your art, at being what it is.
 * Derek R. Audette

 * When the established members of academia start becoming vocal as to how poor your art is, then you know you're on to something.
 * Derek R. Audette

 * All colours are the friends of their neighbours and the lovers of their opposites.
 * Marc Chagall

 * Art produces ugly things which frequently become beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always becomes ugly with time.
 * Jean Cocteau

 * The whole beauty and grandeur of Art consists ... in being able to get above all singular forms, particularities of every kind [by making out] an abstract idea ... more perfect than any one original.
 * John Constable

 * The artist is the seismograph of his age.
 * Robert W. Corrigan

 * Great authors should be read, and not met.
 * Will Cuppy

 * Art washes away from our souls the dust which is everyday life.
 * John Steven Davies III

 * Art is the Queen of all sciences communicating knowledge to all the generations of the world.
 * Leonardo Da Vinci

 * I've always thought that art is a lie, an interesting lie. And I'll sort of listen to the "lie" and try to imagine the world which makes that lie true... what that world must be like, and what would have to happen for us to get from this world to that one.
 * Brian Eno

 * Art has got nothing to do with taste.
 * Max Ernst

 * Art is either a revolutionist or a plagiarist.
 * Paul Gauguin

 * Beauty is at once the ultimate principle and the highest aim of art.
 * Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

 * The purpose of art is not the release of a momentary ejection of adrenaline but rather the gradual, lifelong construction of a state of wonder and serenity.
 * Glenn Gould

 * What's the difference between art and pornography... a government grant!
 * Peter Griffin, Family Guy

 * artists' imagination is bound to simplicity and as a rule is in conflict with common sense.
 * Kaloust Guedel

 * Most Christians' view of evangelism are along the same lines of the pro    da campaigns of Nazi Germany. They have this 'us against them' concept, and they destroy art. They want to make films and music that make their philosophical position look good, which is not the same as art.
 * Frank Hart, leader for Atomic Opera

 * Art must anchor in nature, or it is the sport of every breath of folly.
 * William Hazlitt

 * Art is not a thing; it is a way.
 * Elbert Hubbard

 * Art is a kind of innate drive that seizes a human being and makes him its instrument. The artist is not a person endowed with free will who seeks his own ends, but one who allows art to realize its purpose through him. As a human being he may have moods and a will and personal aims, but as an artist he is "man" in a higher sense — he is "collective man" — one who carries and shapes the unconscious, psychic forms of mankind.
 * Carl_Jung

 * I paint self portraits because I am the person I know best.
 * Frida Kahlo

 * There is no must in art because art is free.
 * Wassily Kandinsky

 * Art does not reproduce the visible; it makes things visible.
 * Paul Klee

 * Art is the gift of God, and must be used unto his glory.
 * Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

 * Art should be more then just brush stokes on canvas showing a precise and literal duplication of an event. Art is for more then that.  True art captures emotions, feelings and the energy of the object or event that is being depicted. It goes far deeper then the cold, flat surface of duplication.
 * Joseph Minton

 * [Discipline in art is] a fundamental struggle to understand oneself, as much as to understand what one is drawing.
 * Henry Moore, recalled on his death, (31 August 1986).

 * Creativity is the subtle theft of another's ideas.
 * Jim Oblak

 * Art is a bang/blast.
 * Tarō Okamoto, Japanese abstractionist (1981).

 * Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
 * Pablo Picasso

 * Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.
 * Pablo Picasso

 * There is no abstract art. You must always start with something.
 * Pablo Picasso

 * Good artists copy. Great artists steal.
 * Pablo Picasso

 * A community without artists is not a true community, only people living in the same vicinity.
 * Byrne Piven

 * I don't paint nature, I am nature.
 * Jackson Pollock

 * The perfection of art is to conceal art.
 * Quintilian

 * The philosopher sought only to discover, the artist to perfect.
 * Winwood Reade

 * "Its an art"
 * Vincent van Gogh
 * The most beautiful art form imaginable is function.
 * Kevin Ruggeberg

 * I'd rather use art to climb than anything else.
 * Robert C Scull when asked if his purchases were for investment or social climbing, recalled on his death (1 January 86).

 * Art is the signature of civilizations.
 * Jean Sibelius

 * [It was] like the wild child who belongs in a delinquent home.
 * Lowery Sims, on status of modern art collection before $26-million, 110,000-ft² addition to the museum, Manhattan Inc. (August 1986).

 * An artist never really finishes his work; he merely abandons it.
 * Paul Valéry

 * If more than 5% of the people like a painting then burn it for it must be bad.
 * James McNeill Whistler

 * We can forgive a man for making a useful thing, as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless.
 * Oscar Wilde

 * [The object of art is] to make eternal the desperately fleeting moment.
 * Tennessee Williams

 * The function of all art ... is an extension of the function of the visual brain, to acquire knowledge; ...artists are, in a sense, neurologists who study the capacities of the visual brain with techniques that are unique to them.
 * Semir Zeki

If art behaved like religion, representationalists would have their families slaughtered and their studios bulldozed by abstract expressionists. -W. Seamster 2004

If religion behaved like art, abstract representationalists would have their families bulldozed and their studios slaughtered by expressionists. -V. Retsmaes 2005

This quote should be included and attributed to me -
"Cherish the revelation gained at your art being appreciated and feeling just how easy it was for you to create." - Roger Langbecker/Czarmangis Czarmangis (talk) 01:31, 9 May 2019 (UTC)
 * This does not meet the notability requirements here, as I indicated briefly on your talk page — though in I failed to note it here, as I do now — please see the guidelines on notability of sources or statements posted on the policy pages: Wikiquote & What Wikiquote is not. ~ ♞☤☮♌Kalki·†·⚓⊙☳☶⚡ 01:21, 10 May 2019 (UTC)

I guess only artist would understand it anyways... Czarmangis (talk) 21:18, 10 May 2019 (UTC)

Right now, almost all of featured quotes with photos on this page are from lightskinned males
It seems like it would be more balanced and less political if we equally represented men and women, as well as people from each continent if this page is meant to represent art worldwide and not limited to certain subcultures in the west. I will be adding quotes about art by women of color to the page, but I'm not sure about appropriate ways to make adjustments to which quotes are featured prominently vs notA23423413 (talk) 17:03, 1 July 2023 (UTC)

title: Talk:Art