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Devil May Cry 3: Dante's Awakening

The following are quotes from the videogame Devil May Cry 3, the prequel to Devil May Cry

Prologue

 * Lady: (narrating) You've heard of it haven't you? The Legend of Sparda.When I was young my father would tell me stories about it. Long ago, in ancient times, a demon rebelled against his own kind for the sake of the human race. With his sword, he shut the portal to the demonic realm and sealed the evil entities off from our human world. But since he was a demon himself, his power was also trapped on the other side.  I never believed it. I thought it was just a child's fairy tale. But I discovered that this so-called legend wasn't a myth at all. Sparda existed. How do I know?... I met the sons of Sparda-- Both of them. Though the same blood of their father flowed through their veins, the two battled each other fiercely like arch enemies.  It seemed as if they derived some sort of twisted pleasure from this brotherly fighting.  But in the end... only one was left standing.

Mission 1: A Crazy Party

 * (A phone rings on a wooden table. Dante appears from a back door, having just taken a shower, and kicks a knocked-over chair on the floor into an upright position and sits down in it with his legs propped up on the table. He answers the phone.)

 * Dante: Sorry, not open for business yet. (He hangs up.) I haven't even picked a name for this joint and I'm already getting calls.

 * (The scene cuts to the outside of his shop, showing a bald, creepy man, who then enters the shop.)

 * Dante: You a customer too? (The man says nothing, and Dante scoffs.) Well, if you want to use the bathroom, help yourself. The toilet's in the back.

 * (The man walks slowly through the shop towards Dante.)

 * Man: Is your name Dante? Son of Sparda?

 * Dante: Where did you hear that?

 * Man: From your brother. (He eyes the amulet hanging from Dante's neck.) He sent this invitation for you. Please accept it.

 * (The man taps the front of the table, sending it and the objects on it flying. Dante kicks off it into a backflip and lands in a crouch on the fallen table; he catches his pistol as it falls and whips it forward, aiming at where the man, who has vanished into thin air, had been standing. A tense moment passes before he relaxes and stands back up.)

 * Dante: Invitation huh?

 * (He catches his box of unfinished pizza as it, too, falls. He takes a slice and is about to take a bite, but several demons materialize and catch him in a surprise attack with their scythes. To their surprise, Dante is completely unfazed by their attack, and he strides confidently towards his jukebox, taking out several of the demons as they try to follow him.)

 * Dante: This party's getting crazy! Let's rock!

 * (He presses a button on the jukebox several times, but no music plays. He smashes a fist into it and instrumental rock begins playing as he stylishly takes out more demons and partially wrecks his office in the process.)

 * Dante: The end? Don't bet on it.

Intro

 * (Dante kicks down the doors to his shop from the inside.)
 * Dante: Damn it! You guys totally wrecked my shop! And I haven't even named it yet! You're going to pay for that!
 * (He throws Rebellion into the air and stylishly throws on his red long coat. After that, he sneezes and the shop collapses.)
 * Dante: I hope you all have enough to cover all this!
 * (Dante fights several waves of demons, culminating in a fight with a Hell Vanguard, which he also defeats.)

Outtro

 * (A huge tower erupts from the ground several blocks away; a man wearing a blue longcoat and carrying a katana stands atop it as it rises.)
 * Dante: It's been nearly a year since we last met. Where does the time go?
 * (Dante looks up at the person on top of the tower, who is revealed to have white hair like Dante's, in a slicked-back style. The Hell Vanguard that Dante defeated earlier turns out to be still alive, and flees toward the tower. Dante aims a pistol at it as it leaps over the ruined buildings, but it escapes. He holsters the gun and begins walking toward the tower as well.)
 * Dante: No doubt you've got some fun planned for me. Right Vergil?

Intro

 * (Vergil stands, waiting, atop the tower. Footsteps approach; they belong to the man that approached Dante in his shop earlier.)
 * Vergil: Arkham.
 * Arkham: Well? Doesn't it excite you? The Temen-ni-gru has revived. The Great one who once ruled this earth as the medium between the Human World and the Demon World. Isn't it a magnificent view? The greatest minds of their time, those who revered evil, constructed this glorious edifice. Now, after two milleniums [sic] of confinement, it can at last fulfill the purpose for which it was intended...
 * Vergil: (Visibly impatient; he interrupts Arkham.) That's none of my concern. Did he have it?
 * Arkham: Of course. He's taking good care of it.After all, it is the only memento left from the mother you both lost.
 * Vergil: But he has no idea of its true power.
 * (The Hell Vanguard that escaped Dante earlier reaches the top of the tower and approaches Vergil, begging for forgiveness for failing to kill Dante. Vergil offers it none; he turns away, then abruptly draws his katana and seemingly impales it in a single stroke. He resheathes his weapon, and the demon falls off the tower in several pieces as Vergil walks away. Arkham watches in morbid fascination.)
 * (The camera cuts to the base of the tower, where a woman on an idling motorcycle is gazing up at the Temen-ni-gru through a pair of binoculars.)
 * Woman: I found it!
 * (Several demons come up slowly behind her, hoping to sneak-attack her, but she revs the engine and flames jet out of the tailpipes. She takes off toward the tower, leaving behind the demons as they flail around, on fire.)

Before Cerberus battle

 * (Dante approaches the entryway of the tower; a giant, three-headed dog demon encased in ice blocks his path, and breaks free of the ice with a roar, sending a chunk of ice flying at Dante. He slices it in half with Rebellion.)
 * Cerberus: Leave now mortal! The likes of you are forbidden in this land! You who are powerless are not worthy to set foot here!
 * Dante: Wow, I've never seen a talking mutt before. You know, in a dog show, you'd definitely take first place.
 * Cerberus: You, a mere human, make a mockery of me?!
 * (Cerberus spits a beam of ice at Dante, who jumps over it. The beam strikes the entrance to the chamber, sealing it with ice.)
 * Dante: Easy, Fido. How about I take you out for a walk? Come on, puppy, let's go!
 * Cerberus: You'll regret this, you worm!
 * Dante: It's showtime! (He punches the air several times.) Come on!

After Cerberus battle

 * Cerberus: You are not human, are you?
 * Dante: Who knows? I'm not even sure myself.
 * Cerberus: Regardless, you have proved your strength. I acknowledge your ability. Take my soul and go forth! You have my blessing.
 * (Cerberus shatters and his soul flies into Dante's hand, turning into an ice nunchaku. Dante practices his moves.)
 * Dante: Too easy!
 * (The woman on the motorcycle crashes through the sealed ice door, nearly landing on Dante. He backflips out of the way and lands behind her.)
 * Dante: Are you going to the party? What's the hurry, Didn't you get an invitation?
 * (She replies by launching a rocket at Dante, which he surfs on briefly before it flies upwards and blows a hole in the ceiling. She revs her bike and charges at Dante, doing a wheelie at the last second and launching herself up through the ceiling.)
 * Dante: This just keeps getting better and better!
 * Dante: This just keeps getting better and better!

Mission 4

 * (Dante aims his guns at a door)
 * Jester: Yoo-Hoo, There's no need to use violence devil boy)'''
 * (Dante aims again, Jester scurries)
 * Jester: Wait wait wait better listen to what others say lad, this tower is very sturdy, you see? You're tricks will do no good, NO GOOD!'''
 * Dante: Zip it or I'll pierce that big nose'''
 * Jester: That would be a problem, just hear me out, you've got nothing to lose right? My name is Jester and I know a thing or two about this place. That thing there is a power generator for this entire sector! In order to open the door you need to apply a little something to it first, you know what that is kid or is that too difficult for you'''
 * (Dante pulls out his guns and starts shooting at Jester's feet, Jester dances and eventually it stops)
 * Jester: Actually, I prefer a sword to be my partner. May I have this dance, my lady'''
 * (Dante swings his sword at Jester, hitting the power generator, and the door opens)
 * Jester: Bingo! That is WHAT the SOMETHING is.  Remember that, kid!  Write it down on your hand if you don't trust your head!
 * Dante: I see, thanks! You still piss me off, though.

Mission 5

 * Jester: Thanks for destroying the lock for me, devil boy! And welcome to Hell! Please accept my gift. Don't be humble, just take it! After all, we're buddies, aren't we?! Hahahahaha!!
 * (In front of Dante, blood flows down a fountain adorned by stone birds. The blood awakens the birds and they become Blood Goyle demons that attack Dante, who easily fends them off.)
 * Dante: Well, isn't that special? To be honest, I was expecting something a little better than this.
 * (As Dante walks off, an apparently-defeated Blood Goyle that Dante had knocked into a wall revives, and swoops at the camera.)
 * Rudra: Look brother! It's been ages, but we finally have company!
 * Agni: I see that!
 * Rudra: We must entertain our guest!
 * Agni: You're right! We have to be gracious hosts!
 * Rudra: What should we do?
 * Agni: How do I know? We need to come up with something!
 * Dante: (sigh)
 * Rudra: Brother, our guest is sighing.
 * Agni: SIGH? What is SIGH?
 * Rudra: Well a SIGH is when...
 * Dante: Enough already! How long are you two gonna keep carrying on like this? In case you didn't get the hint, I'll spell it out. Your GUEST wants to go through. Got it!
 * Rudra: Our job here is to guard this door!
 * Agni: That's right! We cannot let you pass!
 * Agni: Wait!
 * Rudra: Yes, wait!
 * Agni: We have been waiting for a long time!
 * Rudra: Yes, a very long time!
 * Agni: For someone stronger than us.
 * Rudra: Someone who can control us.
 * Agni: My name is Agni!
 * Rudra: And my name is Rudra! You shall take us with you!
 * Agni and Rudra: We could be a great help to you!
 * Dante: Okay, but
 * on one condition.
 * Rudra: What is it?
 * Agni: Name it.
 * Dante: No talking.
 * Agni: Fair enough.
 * Rudra: As you wish.
 * (Dante shows off his moves with Agni & Rudra.)
 * Rudra: Impressive... (Dante scowls and smacks the two swords' heads together.)
 * Dante: No Talking!
 * (Agni and Rudra remain silent.)
 * Dante: Good.
 * (Agni and Rudra remain silent.)
 * Dante: Good.

Mission 7

 * Vergil: You showed up.
 * Dante: You sure know how to throw a party! No food, no drinks, and the only babe just left.
 * Vergil: My sincerest apology brother. I was so eager to see you, I couldn't concentrate on preparations for the bash.
 * Dante: Whatever, at any rate, it's been a whole year since we last met. How about a kiss from your little brother? Or better yet how about a kiss from THIS!

''(Points Ivory towards Vergil.)
 * Dante: So, this is what they call a heartwarming family reunion, eh?
 * Vergil: You got that right...

''(Readies Yamato.)

 * Vergil: Why do you refuse to gain power? The power of our father, Sparda.
 * Dante: Father? I don't have a father. I just don't like you, that's all.

''(The two started to deadlock against each other on swords, and eventually Rebellion is clashed away -- Vergil stabbed Yamato relentlessly into Dante's chest.)
 * Vergil: Foolishness, Dante, foolishness. Might controls everything, and without strength, you cannot protect anything. Let alone yourself.
 * Arkham: Do you finally have it?
 * Vergil: Yes. Now the spell Sparda cast will be broken.
 * Dante: eerrrAAAARRRRGGGGHHH! (throws Vergil aside)
 * Vergil: I see a devil inside you has awakened as well.
 * Arkham: Wait! We should leave. For the moment, we have all that we need.

Mission 8
Ante £

Mission 9

 * Dante: So this is the next stage.
 * Lady: Wait! (point to Dante's back)
 * Dante: If you're asking for a date, forget it! (put away the lady's gun), cause I make a point to no go out with women who shoot me straight at the head.
 * Lady: Date a demon? I'm not that desperate, besides I don't care for guys who stink like blood.
 * Dante: You're right (Drawing Ivory)

(They begin to shoot all the demons there)
 * Dante: So tell me, What's your name?
 * Lady: I don't have a name!
 * Dante: Really? Then what should I call you?
 * Lady: I don't care. Whatever you want.
 * Dante: Whatever, Lady. (leap to the castle entrance) I'll leave this to you. Cuz' I don't wanna miss the party. (enters castle)
 * Lady: Who counted on you anyway? (Continues shooting against the demons)

 * Nevan: Hmmm! Welcome, sir! Is this your first time here?

 * Dante: Yeah... it is. You'll be nice to me, won't you?

 * Nevan: Of course I will! I'll treat you so nicely, You'll never want to leave!
 * Dante: (drawing Rebellion) Now, that's what I'm talking about!
 * Nevan: (seductive laugh) Well then, come on, sugar.

 * (after the battle)
 * Nevan: Aaangh..! (falls into Dante's arms) My, you're SWEET!
 * (she leans up to bite him, he shoots her in the stomach)
 * Dante You'd think so, wouldn't you?
 * Nevan: (sighs) All right, I'll help you. (stroking and caressing Dante's chin) Your father was a handsome devil... but you're no slouch yourself.

Mission 10
Arkham: Soon we will reach the lair of judgement. Temen-ni-gru will finally regain its full function and lead us into the Demon World. The world where Sparda's power has been sealed. And the one who will lift the incantation is you, his own son. It must be fate.

(The door get open and Arkham looks back, but Vergil realizes)

Vergil: Does that woman really bother you?

Arkham: What are you talking about?

Vergil: Why didn't you kill her?, perhaps, because she's your daughter? Did some pesky fatherly love get in your way?

Arkham: That is none of your...

(Vergil stabs him)

Vergil: To further your study of the black arts, you sacrificed your loving wife, to become a devil as well. Knowing this I thought you'd be more useful to me, but I was wrong. No wonder your attainment of power is incomplete.

Arkham: What about you? You're an incomplete being as well. Both demon and human blood mingle in your veins.

Vergil: Shut up. (Vergil takes out his sword and sheats it slowly. He finishes sheathing his weapon, and Arkham fell to the floor) Now that the final door is open, I have no use for you.

 (Dante walks towards Arkham lying on the floor and dodges a bullet that was shot by Lady)

Dante: Well that was quick.

Lady That man... did you kill him ?

Dante So what if I did ?

''(Dante fights with Lady and says to her..)

Dante Ooh, I love a fast woman.

Lady Shut up!

Lady He was obsessed with becoming the Devil. So much he killed his own wife. For that he butchered innocent people too. He's the most vile kind of creature. To top it off, that filthy scum is my father.

Dante Aah...Well, we have something in common. I have a dysfunctional family too.

Lady And what would you know about family?! You're a demon! This is my father...my family! This was all supposed to be end by my hand!

Dante Aren't ya gonna shoot ? Häh... Well that's a switch.

Lady Just go. I don't care anymore.

(Dante leaves Lady and speaks quietly to himself)

 Dante Family, huh?

Mission 11

 * (Beowulf breaks through the room's roof)
 * Beowulf: SPARDA!
 * Dante: Aw, you poor thing. Didn't your mother teach you how to use a door?

 * Beowulf: That odor, I know it.
 * Dante: Huh? Give me a break. I'll tell you what, I'll try and wear some cologne next time, okay?
 * Beowulf: It's the stench of betrayal. The stench of the accursed Sparda! I shall annihilate every last blood relation of Sparda!
 * Dante: Ho-ho-ho, a son cleaning up his dad's mess. Where have I heard this story before?

 * Beowulf: The odious one whose heart pumps the blood of Sparda! Though my sight is gone, I remember your scent. I shall hunt you down for eternity if I must, until I rid this earth of your foul smell!!
 * Dante: Why do I have to take the heat for my father? Come on man, cut me some slack.

Mission 12

 * Beowulf: (to Vergil) I found you, seed of Sparda. I told you I remembered your rancid scent. No matter where you run to, you can never hide from me...
 * (Beowulf lunges, Vergil jumps over his head, his sword flashing)
 * Beowulf: Y-you... you are not the one I faced before! But this smell... there are two of them! That excrement Sparda had two sons-! (his head falls into four pieces when Vergil sheathes Yamato)

Mission 13

 * Vergil's cutscene*
 * Mission starts*
 * Faces Vergil*

Vergil:  Why isn't this working? Is there something missing? Must more blood be shed?

Dante:   You seem to be in bad mood.

Vergil:  Dante...

Dante:   So... my mother's amulet is the key that unlocks the door to the demon world. Good plan, pop.

Vergil:  Just the opposite actually. Originally it was the key to the demon world but was given to human as a gift.

Dante:   It doesn't matter to me one way or the other. More importantly, I've come all this way. I'm sure you have time for one more game... right?

Vergil:  Why not? Afterall we share the same blood... I'll just use more of yours to undo daddy's little spell.

Dante:   So, you want a piece of me literally. Okay bro, come and get it. If you can.

 * Fight ends*

Dante:   Sorry but this is no place for a little girl. So beat it.

Lady:    Shut up!

You forced him into this!

Vergil:  Is that what you think? Foolish girl.

Jester:  Bravo! Bravo! I never dreamed that things would go so smoothly. Well done everyone, well done!

Dante:   You!

Jester:  Don't be a bad girl, Mary. Or you can expect a spanking from daddy later. Jester's gonna spank your butt. Spank you on the butt.

Vergil:  Insane buffoon! I don't know where you came from but you don't belong here. Now leave!

Jester:  Zowie, that was close. But you've taken quite a trouncing today, haven't you Vergil? You could have chopped me into confetti by now if          you're in your tip-top condition.

Vergil:  Damn you!

Jester:  You have lost... Arkham:  Because you've underestimated humans.

Lady:    What's going on?

Arkham:  Good girl. Pure and Innocent... just like your mother.

Lady:    You bastard!

Jester:  It's time for your spanking, my dear!

You want to know why the spell didn't break, hmm Vergil? You have two amulets, and Sparda's blood. You've got everything you needed to unleash the evil...

Dante:   I told you before I don't like anybody with a bigger mouth than mine.

Jester:  You are wounded and weak, even I can do... THIS to you!

Arkham:  Two amulets... a set of Sparda's blood. Now I need one more key. He          sacrificed two things to suppress the tremendous force of this tower: His own Devil's blood, and a mortal priestess. I needed you, in whose body flows the same blood as the sacrificed woman. His spell cannot be undone without your blood!

Jester:  It is quite a ride, you know. If any of you had died, my little plan would have gone to waste! So my job is to let you battle each other and weaken you, but at the same time I need to guide you here to make sure you are kepy alive. I've gone so far as dressing like a complete idiot! It's time for bed, Mary. You can go to visit your dear mother...

Lady:    Try me!

Vergil:  It is time for the clown to bow out, Arkham.

Dante:   Dude, the show's over!

Arkham:  Impressive. I expected nothing less fomr the devil's descendents. But aren't you forgetting something, Vergil? The spell is broken. What do you think will happen next?

Let's welcome chaos.

Just sit and wait... Wait for the birth of a new god! I shall take over the power of Sparda!

Mission 14
Dante:Are you gonna go?

Lady:Yes. I'm going to finish him off.

Dante:Well you might as well forget it. 'Cause you're no match for him.

Lady:Regardless I must go. I had a chance to stop him before but I couldn't. I'm responsible for all this mess.

Dante:Responsible? Does it bother you that much?

Lady:He's my father. Besides, who else can undo what he's done? A demon like you, wouldn't understand.

Dante:Father and family huh? Well I'll go too. But you better worry if you don't want me to take all the credit.

Mission 15

 * Arkham: He plucks the threads that make us dance, finger and toe. We surrender, in joy, to the lowest of the foul and rank. We submerge through darkness, rancid filth. Hour by hour we move downward, ever closer to hell. In a slow, steady, gait. Now, let the world resonate. Sloth, Gluttony, Greed, Envy, Lust, Wrath, and Pride.  A bell of chaos that tolls human desires.  After two thousand long years, the once-sealed gate to the demonic world will open.  Destruction! Carnage and Despair! Let your instincts drive you.  Entrap this world in fear!  As its very name, Temen-Ni-Gru, strikes terror into the hearts of mankind.  And I, will become the ultimate ruler of this wasteland, engulfed with pandemonium.  The demonic power that Sparda once imprisoned... will be mine!

Mission 16
(Dante walks in to the Demon library and sees that Lady is there taking a break)

Dante: What's wrong, you tired? Then stand back, I'll take care of this.

(Dante is stopped by "Lady" when she starts to talk at him)

Lady: No, YOU stand back. (she points her gun at Dante, and he took it and Lady ends up shooting him in his stomach)

 * Dante: I've told you you can't do it, don't you get it? This is not a human's job! (Dante takes the gun of Lady)

 * Lady: You are the one who doesn't get it! It's not something you can reason with. This has nothing to do with me being a human or you being a demon! I'm driven by my inability to forgive him! My soul is screaming, demanding me to kill him! It's enough motivation to keep me going. Besides, this is my family matter. You should stay out (She takes her Roocket Launcher and starts to walk, but gets stopped by Dante when he starts to talking to her)

 * Dante: Okay Lady, I get the picture,, but I can't just sit back and watch either. I'm pretty pissed off too, you know. (kicks her gun across the floor to her and takes out Ebony & Ivory) Now get out of my way or there will be some consequences.

 * Lady: Fair enough. I didn't plan to let any demons live anyway, not even one.

''(Lady try to shoot Dante's body but miss every shoot, then Dante takes her guns and try to be the Alpha Male with... a Passive woman?)

 * Dante: I'll take care of him. (moves closer as if to kiss her, but sighs in amusement and backs off on seeing her reaction)

 * Lady: Why do you care so much?

 * Dante: This whole business started with my father sealing the entrance between the two worlds. And now, my brother is trying to break the spell and turn this place into demonville. This is my family matter too. Quite frankly, at first, I didn't give a damn. But because of you, I know what's important now. I know what I need to do. (prepares to leave)

 * Lady: Wait...

 * Dante: Trust me! I promise, I'll make things right for you. It's what my soul is telling me to do.

 * Lady: Use this. (hands him Kalina Ann)

 * Dante: How much is it gonna cost me?

 * Lady: You can give me your name.

 * Dante: Dante.

 * Lady: (As Dante starts to walk away) Dante... Please, free my father.

 * Dante: I will, Lady.

Mission 17
Dante:Are you gonna go?

Lady: Yes. I'm going to finish him off.

Dante:Well you might as well forget it. 'Cause you're no match for him.

Lady:Regardless I must go. I had a chance to stop him before but I couldn't. I'm responsible for all this mess.

Dante:Responsible? Does it bother you that much?

Lady:He's my father. Besides, who else can undo what he's done? A demon like you, wouldn't understand.

Dante:Father and family huh? Well I'll go too. But you better worry if you don't want me to take all the credit.

Mission 18

 * Dante: Well then, let's wrap up this crazy party, shall we? Gotta clean up the mess father left behind.

Mission 19

 * Arkham: Welcome! What do you think after looking at your father's image?
 * Dante: It's like staring into a backed-up toilet! Why do you always stick your nose in other families' business. Come on, dude, don't you have any hobbies?

(Arkham and Dante start laughing)

 * Arkham: You can still talk big after seeing THIS? I feel it... the power... I feel the devil's power overflowing in my body, the power of SPARDA!
 * Dante: Dude, my father wasn't so hideous. (Admiring his own reflection in his sword's blade) Can't you tell by looking at me? Anyway, that shape suits you better. Let us begin the main event!

 * Arkham: Ha-ha-ha, no matter how strong you are, you are nothing but a half-breed.

 * Arkham: What's this!? Damn you!
 * Vergil: I have come to retrieve my power... You can't handle it.
 * Dante: Look at you, making a big dramatic entrance and stealing my spotlight!
 * Vergil: Well... you don't possibly believe that he deserves to be our main event, now do you?
 * Dante: Now that you mention it, you're right.
 * Arkham: Do you truly believe that you can defeat me? Defeat the power of your father, the great Sparda?!
 * Vergil: You should come to realize you cannot control the power of Sparda...
 * Dante: You're wasting your time, buddy! I think he needs to learn the hard way.

 * Vergil: (holding Dante's Ebony gun) I'll try it your way for once.
 * Dante: Remember what we used to say?
 * Arkham: DON'T DO IT!
 * V&D: JACKPOT!

 * Arkham: I have the true power of Sparda!
 * Vergil: Not very classy for someone's dying words.

Mission 20

 * Arkham: Ugh... how could I...? I shall become a God!  No one here can stop me!
 * (Lady appears)
 * Lady: What a surprise... here I was, looking for you, and lo and behold, you come to me.
 * Arkham: Mary....
 * Lady: Don't ever call me that again. My mother was the only one who could say my name.
 * Arkham: Mary... please... Wait, do you really want to shoot me? Can you shoot me? Your own father?
 * (Silence)
 * Arkham: What have I done wrong!? Even the heroic Sparda sacrificed a woman so that he could become a legend!  I wished to be a GOD!  And I sacrificed one miserable human being for that reason, that is all... Is that really so awful? I have some unfinished business to take care of... Help me, Mary.
 * Lady: Mary died a long time ago. My name is Lady.  Goodbye, father.
 * Arkham: NO-!
 * (blam blam blam blam)
 * Lady: (laughs, then cries) Here I thought I wasn't gonna cry...

 * Vergil: Give that to me.
 * Dante: No way, you got your own.
 * Vergil: Well I want yours too.
 * Dante: What are you gonna do with all that power, huh? No matter how hard you try, you're never gonna be like father!
 * Vergil: You're wasting time!
 * Dante: We are the sons of Sparda, and within each of us flows his blood, but more importantly, his SOUL! And now, my soul is saying that it wants to stop you!
 * Vergil: (evil laugh) Unfortunately, our souls are at odds, brother. I need more power!
 * Dante: And we're supposed to be twins...
 * Vergil: Twins, right...

 * Vergil: Am I... being defeated?
 * Dante: Is that all you got? Come on! Get up! You can do better than that.
 * Vergil: The portal to the human world is closing, Dante, because the amulets have been separated.
 * Dante: Lets finish this, Vergil. I have to stop you, even if it means killing you.

 * (They charge at each other with their swords for the final showdown, but Dante wins.)

 * Vergil: No one can have this, Dante... it's mine, it belongs to a son of Sparda. Leave me and go, if you don't want to be trapped into the demon world... I'm staying. This place was our father's home.

 * Lady: Are you crying?
 * Dante: It's only the rain.
 * Lady: But the rain already stopped.
 * Dante: Devils never cry.
 * Lady: I see. Maybe somewhere out there even a devil may cry when he loses a loved one.  Don't you think?
 * Dante: Maybe.
 * Lady: By the way... (Lady shoots a demon behind Dante's back) Looks like we're gonna be busy for a while.
 * Dante: Well, bring it on! I love this!  This is what I live for! (swings Ebony & Ivory) I'm absolutely crazy about it!!

Epilogue

 * Lady: (narrating) What happened next? Nothing, really. We took care about all remaining devils and that was it. I still have a job to do that's far from done, which is to eliminate every last demon. I need ensure that monsters like my father never come about again. And he promised to help me hunt down the demons, even if he's part one himself. But now I realize that there are humans as evil as any devil as well as kind and compassionate demons in this universe. At least I've found one so-called "devil" who is able to shed tears for those he cares about. That's enough for me to believe in him.
 * Dante: (kicks his chair to normal position and sits on it, crossing his legs on the desk) Now I can start my business.
 * Lady: Oh, speaking of a kind devil, he finally decided on the name for his shop. It took him quite a while to pick one. Wanna know the name?
 * L&D: "Devil May Cry."

 * Vergil: It would be fun to fight with the Prince of Darkness. If my father did it, I should be able to do it too!

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Duck Soup

Duck Soup is a 1933 film about Rufus T. Firefly, who is named president/dictator of bankrupt Freedonia on the insistence of wealthy Mrs. Teasdale and declares war on neighboring Sylvania.
 * Directed by Leo McCarey. Written by Bert Kalmar and Harry Ruby.

'''War Is Swell ...when the Marx Brothers are in it. They'll be out of the trenches by Christmas...if the food doesn't improve.'''taglines

Rufus T. Firefly

 * I could dance with you till the cows come home. On second thought, I'd rather dance with the cows till you came home.
 * Don't look now, but there's one man too many in this room, and I think it's you.
 * [locked in a closet] Hey let me out! Let me out of here, or throw me a magazine!
 * I'll see my lawyer about this as soon as he graduates from law school.
 * Gentlemen, Chicolini here may talk like an idiot, and look like an idiot. But don't let that fool you. He really is an idiot.
 * [on a telephone] Get me headquarters. Not hindquarters, headquarters!
 * Remember, you're fighting for this woman's honor, which is probably more than she ever did.

Dialogue

 * Mrs. Teasdale: As chairwoman of the reception committee, I extend the good wishes of every man, woman and child of Freedonia.
 * Rufus T Firefly: Never mind that stuff, take a card. [Fans out a deck of playing cards]
 * Mrs. Teasdale: [Picks one from the fan] Card? What do I do with the card?
 * Firefly: You can keep it. I got fifty one left! Now, what were you saying?
 * Mrs. Teasdale: As chairwoman of the reception committee, I welcome you with open arms.
 * Firefly: Is that so? How late do you stay open?
 * Mrs. Teasdale: I've sponsored your appointment because I feel you are the most able statesman in all Freedonia.
 * Firefly: Well, that covers a lot of ground. Say, you cover a lot of ground yourself. You'd better beat it; I hear they're gonna tear you down and put up an office building where you're standing. You can leave in a taxi. If you can't get a taxi, you can leave in a huff. If that's too soon, you can leave in a minute and a huff. You know, you haven't stopped talking since I came here. You must have been vaccinated with a phonograph needle.

 * Trentino: Your Excellency, haven't we seen each other somewhere before?
 * Firefly: I don't think so; I'm not sure I'm seeing you now, it must be something I ate.
 * Trentino: Look here, sir, are you trying to-?!
 * Firefly: Don't look now... but there's one man too many in this room, and I think it's you.

 * Firefly: Not that I care, but where is your husband?
 * Mrs. Teasdale: Why, he's dead.
 * Firefly: I'll bet he's just using that as an excuse.
 * Mrs. Teasdale: I was with him to the very end.
 * Firefly: Hmmph. No wonder he passed away.
 * Mrs. Teasdale: I held him in my arms and kissed him.
 * Firefly: Oh, I see. Then, it was murder. Will you marry me? Did he leave you any money? Answer the second question first.
 * Mrs. Teasdale: He left me his entire fortune.
 * Firefly: Is that so? Can't you see what I'm trying to tell you? I love you! [jumps into her arms]
 * Mrs. Teasdale: Oh, your Excellency!
 * Firefly: You're not so bad yourself.

 * Mrs. Teasdale: The eyes of the world are upon you. Notables from every country are gathered here in your honor. This is a gala day for you.
 * Firefly: Well, a gal a day is enough for me. I don't think I could handle any more.

 * Trentino: Have you been trailing Firefly?
 * Chicolini: Have we been trailing Firefly? Why, my partner he's got a nose just like a bloodhound!
 * Trentino: Oh really?
 * Chicolini: Yes, and the rest of his face don't look so good either.

 * Treasury minister: Your Excellency, here's the Treasury department's report. I hope you'll find it clear.
 * Firefly: "Clear?" Huh! Why, a four-year-old child could understand this report! (aside as he passes the report to Bob Roland) Run out and find me a four-year-old child, I can't make head or tail of it.  And now, members of the Cabinet, we'll take up old business.
 * Trade Minister: I wish to discuss the tariff.
 * Firefly: Sit down, that's new business. [pause] No old business? Very well, we'll take up new business.
 * Trade Minister: Now about the tariff-
 * Firefly: Too late, that's old business already. Sit down.
 * Secretary of War: Gentlemen, as your Secretary of war-
 * Firefly: The Secretary of War is out of order! Which reminds me, so is the plumbing.  Make a note of that.  Never mind, I'll do it myself.
 * [He makes a note with an absurdly large quill-pen]
 * Labor Minister: The Department of Labor wishes to report that the workers of Freedonia are demanding shorter hours.
 * Firefly: Very well, then we'll give them shorter hours. We'll start by cutting their lunch hour to 20 minutes. (the Cabinet exchange startled looks) Now, gentlemen, we've got to start looking for a new Treasurer.
 * Labor Minister: But you appointed one last week!
 * Firefly: That's the one I'm looking for!
 * Secretary of War: Gentlemen, gentlemen. Enough of this. How about taking up the tax?
 * Firefly: How about taking up the carpet?
 * Secretary of War: I still insist we take up the tax!
 * Firefly: [to Bob Roland] He's right—you've got to take up the tacks before you take up the carpet.
 * Secretary of War: I give all my time and energy to my duties, and what do I get?
 * Firefly: You get awfully tiresome after a while.
 * Secretary of War: Sir, you try my patience.
 * Firefly: I don't mind if I do. You must come over and try mine some time.
 * Secretary of War: That's the last straw! I resign. I wash my hands of the whole business!
 * Firefly: Good idea. You can wash your neck too.

 * Chicolini: He's some smart dog. You know, he went with Admiral Byrd to the Pole.
 * Firefly: I'll bet the dog got to the pole first.

 * Chicolini: I think we should have a standing army.
 * Firefly: Why should we have a standing army?
 * Chicolini: Because that way we save money on chairs!

 * Lemonade Vendor: I'll teach you to kick me!
 * Chicolini: You don't have to teach me—I know how! [kicks him]

 * Vera: Oh, for heaven's sake, don't make a sound. If you found, you lost.
 * Chicolini: Oh, you crazy. How can I be lost if I'm found?

 * Mrs. Teasdale: But I saw you with my own eyes!
 * Chicolini: [in disguise as Rufus T. Firefly] Well, who you gonna believe, me or your own eyes?

 * Chicolini: Hello, boss!
 * Firefly: Chicolini, I bet you eight-to-one we find you guilty.
 * Chicolini: At's-a no good; I can get ten-to-one at the barbershop.
 * Officer: Chicolini, you're charged with high treason, and if found guilty, you will be shot.
 * Chicolini: I object.
 * Officer: [scoffs] Oh, you object? On what grounds?
 * Chicolini: I couldn't think of anything else to say.
 * Firefly: [raps gavel] Objection sustained.
 * Officer: Your Excellency, you sustained the objection?!
 * Firefly: Sure, I couldn't think of anything else to say, either. Why don't you object?

 * Mrs. Teasdale: Ambassador Trentino is here on a friendly visit. He's had a change of heart.
 * Firefly: A lot of good that'll do him! He's still got the same face.

 * Prosecutor: Something must be done. War would meant a prohibitive increase in our taxes.
 * Chicolini: Hey, I've got an uncle that lives in Taxes.
 * Prosecutor: No, I'm talking about taxes. Money. Dollars.
 * Chicolini: Dollas! There's-a where my uncle lives! Dollas, Taxes!

 * Chicolini: I wouldn't go out there unless I had one of those big iron things that go up and down. What do you call those things?
 * Firefly: Tanks.
 * Chicolini: You're welcome.

 * Firefly: You're the Secretary of War. Why don't you do something?
 * Chicolini: I've done it already. I've changed to the other side.
 * Firefly: You're on the other side, eh? Then what are you doing over here?
 * Chicolini: Well, the food is better over here.

Taglines

 * War Is Swell ...when the Marx Brothers are in it. They'll be out of the trenches by Christmas...if the food doesn't improve.
 * Gags the whole town will be telling! Songs that will burst your bathroom walls! BOY HOW THEY HAND IT OUT!
 * A wild crazy nightmare of fun!
 * Laughing Soup...concocted, brewed and dished up by the Mad Marxes...Groucho, Harpo, Chico and Zeppo.
 * The fanciest dish of screams—howls—beauty and music ever concocted.
 * Bring Your Straight Jackets. You'll Roll In the Aisles.

Cast

 * Groucho Marx - Rufus T. Firefly
 * Harpo Marx - Pinky (pink wig appeared blonde in black-and-white film)
 * Chico Marx - Chicolini
 * Zeppo Marx - Lt. Bob Roland
 * Margaret Dumont - Mrs. Gloria Teasdale
 * Raquel Torres - Vera Marcal
 * Louis Calhern - Ambassador Trentino of Sylvania
 * Edmund Breese - Zander
 * Leonid Kinskey - Sylvanian Agitator
 * Charles Middleton - Prosecutor
 * Edgar Kennedy - Lemonade Vendor

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The 39 Steps (1935 film)

The 39 Steps is a 1935 film about a man in London tries to help a counterespionage agent. But when the agent is killed and the man stands accused, he must go on the run to both save himself and also stop a spy ring which is trying to steal top secret information.
 * Directed by Alfred Hitchcock. Adapted by Charles Bennett from the novel by John Buchan.

Handcuffed to the girl who double-crossed him. (taglines)

Richard Hannay

 * [assuming a false identity] Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for my hesitation in rising just now, but to tell you the simple truth, I'd entirely failed, while listening to the chairman's flattering description of the next speaker, to realize he was talking about me. As for you, may I say, from the bottom of my heart and with the utmost sincerity, how delighted and relieved I am to find myself in your presence at this moment. Delighted, because of your friendly reception, and relieved, because as long as I stand on this platform, I'm delivered from the moment - from the cares and anxieties which must always be the lot of a man in my position. When I journeyed up to Scotland a few days ago, traveling on the Highland Express, over that magnificent structure, the Forth Bridge, that monument to Scottish engineering and Scottish muscle, I had no idea that within a few days' time, I should find myself addressing an important political meeting. No idea. I planned a different program for myself. A very different program.
 * The idle rich? That's kind of an old-fashioned topic these days, especially for me because I'm not rich and I've never been idle. I've been very busy all my life and I expect to be much busier quite soon....And I know what it is to feel lonely and helpless and to have the whole world against me, and those are things that no man or woman ought to feel. And I ask your candidate and all those who love their fellow men to set themselves resolutely to make this world a happier place to live in, a world where no nation plots against nation. Where no neighbor plots against neighbor, where there is no persecution or hunting down, where everybody gets a square deal and a sporting chance, and where people try to help and not to hinder. A world from which suspicions of cruelty and fear have been forever banished. That is the sort of world I want! Is that the sort of world you want?
 * [a flock of sheep block the road as the car screeches to a halt] Hello, what are we stopping for? Oh, it's a whole flock of detectives.
 * I've got it! I've got it! Of course, there are no papers missing. All the information's inside Memory's head...Don't you see? The details of the Air Ministry secrets were borrowed, memorized by this little man, and then replaced before anyone could find out. That's why he's here tonight to take Memory out of the country after the show.

Others

 * Sheriff: And this bullet stuck among the hymns, eh? Well, I'm not surprised, Mr. Hannay. Some of those Calvinist prayers are terrible hard to get through.

Dialogue

 * Smith: Listen, I'm going to tell you something which is not very healthy to know, but now that they have followed me here, you are in it as much as I am. Have you ever heard of the Thirty-Nine Steps?
 * Hannay: No, what's that - a pub?
 * Smith: Never mind. But what you are laughing at just now is true. These men will stick at nothing. I am the only person who can stop them. If they are not stopped, it is only a matter of days, perhaps hours, before the secret is out of the country.
 * Hannay: Well, why don't you phone the police or something?
 * Smith: 'Cause they wouldn't believe me any more than you did. And if they did, how long do you think it would take to get them going. These men act quickly. You don't know how clever their chief is. He has a dozen names, and he can look like a hundred people, but one thing he cannot disguise - this: part of his little finger is missing - so if ever you should meet a man with no top joint there, be very careful, my friend.

 * Salesman: [holding up a bra] Put a pretty girl inside those and she needn't be ashamed of herself anywhere.
 * Traveller: All right. Bring it back to me when it's filled.

 * Hannay: Well, I've never been to Glasgow. I've been to Edinburgh and Montreal and London. I'll tell you all about London at supper.
 * Margaret: John wouldn't approve of that, I doubt.
 * Hannay: Why not?
 * Margaret: He says it's best not to think of such places and all the wickedness that goes on there.
 * Hannay: Well, why not listen now, before he comes back? What did you want to know?
 * Margaret: Well, is it true that all the ladies paint their toenails?
 * Hannay: Some of them.
 * Margaret: Do London ladies look beautiful?
 * Hannay: They do. But they wouldn't if you were beside them. [John enters the house]
 * Margaret: You ought not to say that.
 * John: What ought you not to say?
 * Hannay: I was just saying to your wife that I prefer living in town than the country.
 * John: God made the country. Is the supper ready, woman?

 * Margaret: [waking Hannay] There's a car coming. It'll be the police. You'd better be going...I'm not going to let them catch you.
 * Hannay: I'll never forget you for doing this for me.
 * John: [entering] I might have known. Making love behind my back. [To his wife] Get out!
 * Hannay: Just a minute!
 * John: [To Hannay] Aye, and you too! Get out of my house before I...
 * Margaret: [To Hannay] Aye, go, go!
 * Hannay: And leave you like this? No fear! [To John] Look here, you don't understand... Look here, you're all wrong about this. She was only trying to help me.

 * Professor: Now, Mr. Hannay - I suppose it's safe to call you by your real name now. What about our mutual friend, Annabella?
 * Hannay: She's been murdered.
 * Professor: Murdered? Oh, the Portland Mansions affair. What our friends outside are looking for you for.
 * Hannay: I didn't do it.
 * Professor: Of course you didn't. [He turns] But why come all this way to Scotland to tell me about it?
 * Hannay: I believe she was coming to see you about some Air Ministry secret. She was killed by a foreign agent who is interested too.
 * Professor: Did she tell you what the foreign agent looked like?
 * Hannay: There wasn't time. Oh, there was one thing. Part of his little finger was missing.
 * Professor: Which one?
 * Hannay: This one, I think. [He holds up his hand.]
 * Professor: [holding up his hand, which is missing part of its little finger] Sure it wasn't... this one?

 * Professor: Well, Mr. Hannay, I'm afraid I've been guilty of leading you down the garden path - or should it be up? I never can remember.
 * Hannay: It seems to be the wrong garden, all right. Well, what are you going to do about it?
 * Professor: That's just the point. What are we going to do about it? You see, I live here as a respectable citizen. And you must realize that my whole existence would be jeopardized if it became known that I'm not - what shall I say? - not what I seem. Oh, Mr. Hannay, why have you come here? Why have you forced me into this difficult position? I can't lock you up in a room or anything like that?...What makes it doubly important that I shouldn't let you go is, that I'm just about to, uh, convey some very vital information out of the country. Oh yes, I've got it. I'm afraid poor Annabella would have been too late in any case.

 * Hannay: Couldn't you realize I was speaking the truth in that railway carriage? You must have seen I was genuine. Well, whether you believe me or not, will you put a telephone call through to the High Commissioner in London and tell him that...an enormously important secret is being taken out of this country by a foreign agent? I can't do anything myself because of this fool of a detective. Has that penetrated?
 * Pamela: Right to the funny bone. Now tell me another one.
 * Hannay: Haven't you any sense at all? Put that call through, I beg you or refer them to me. Will you do this?
 * Pamela: No. Good night.

 * Hannay: There are twenty million women in this island and I've got to be chained to you. Now look here, miss. Once more, I'm telling you the truth...I'm telling it to you now for a third time. There's a dangerous conspiracy against this island. We're the only people who can stop it - what you've seen happen right under your very nose.
 * Pamela: The gallant knight to the rescue.
 * Hannay: All right. Then, I'm just a plain common murderer who stabbed an innocent, defenseless woman in the back not four days ago. How do you come out over that? I don't know how innocent you may be, but you're a woman and you're defenseless, and you're alone on a desolate moor in the dark manacled to a murderer who would stop at nothing to get you off his hands. And if that's the situation you prefer, have it, my lovely, and welcome.
 * Pamela: I'm not afraid of... [She sneezes]
 * Hannay: For all you know, I may murder a woman a week. So listen to one bit of advice. From now on, do every single thing I can easily do, and do it quick.
 * Pamela: You big bully!
 * Hannay: I like your pluck!

 * Hannay: Now what's the next item on the program?
 * Pamela: [gesturing toward the handcuffs] Get these things off.
 * Hannay: Right. How are we going to set about it? Anything in that bag of yours that would help? A pair of scissors or hairpin, or something?
 * Pamela: A nail file. Well, do you think that'd help?
 * Hannay: ...It'll take about ten years, but we can try it. Now let's make ourselves as comfortable as possible. What about that skirt of yours? It's still pretty damp, you know. I don't want to be tied to a pneumonia case on top of everything else. Take it off. I don't mind.
 * Pamela: I'll leave it on, thank you...My shoes and stockings are soaked so I think I'll take them off.
 * Hannay: That's the first sensible thing I've heard you say.

 * Hannay: Now, will you kindly place yourself on the operating table? [She reacts insulted and shocked.] All right, all right, nobody's gonna hurt you. This is Armistice Day. Let's get some rest while we can.
 * Pamela: I'm not going to lie on this bed.
 * Hannay: As long as you're chained to me, you'll lie wherever I lie. We're the Siamese twins.
 * Pamela: Oh, don't gloat!
 * Hannay: Gloat? Do you think I'm looking forward to waking up in the morning and seeing your face beside me, unwashed and shiny? What a sight you'll be.

 * Pamela: What made you wake so soon? Dreams?
 * Hannay: What do you mean, dreams?
 * Pamela: I've always been told murderers have terrible dreams.
 * Hannay: Oh, but only at first. Got over that a long time ago. When I first did a crime, I was quite squeamish about it. I was a most sensitive child.
 * Pamela: You surprise me.
 * Hannay: I used to wake up in the middle of the night screaming, thinking the police were after me. But one gets hardened.
 * Pamela: How did you start?
 * Hannay: Oh, quite a small way like most of us. Pilfering pennies from other childrens' lockers at school. Then a little pocket-picking and a spot of car-pinching, and smash-and-grab and sordid, plain burglary. Killed my first man when I was nineteen. [He yawns] In years to come, you'll be able to take your grandchildren to Mme. Tussaud's and point me out.
 * Pamela: Which section?
 * Hannay: Oh, it's early to say. I'm still young. But I'll be there, all right, in one department or another. Yes, you'll point me out and say: 'Chicks, if I were to tell you how matey I once was with that gentleman...'

 * Pamela: [after overhearing a phone call made to the Professor] I feel such a fool, not having believed you.
 * Hannay: Oh, that's all right. Well, we ought to get a move on. What room are those two men in?
 * Pamela: No room, they went as soon as they telephoned.
 * Hannay: They what?
 * Pamela: Didn't I tell you?
 * Hannay: You let them go after hearing what they said? You, you button-headed little idiot!
 * Pamela: Don't talk to me like that!
 * Hannay: Four or five precious hours wasted. Why didn't you wake me up at once? Even you might have realized that what they said was important.

 * Hannay: [breaking away from policemen] What are the Thirty-Nine Steps? Come on! Answer up! What are the Thirty-Nine Steps?
 * Mr. Memory: [hesitates and expresses dismay, shock and anguish on his face] The Thirty-Nine Steps is an organization of spies, collecting information on behalf of the foreign office of... [a shot rings out, knocking down Mr. Memory]

Taglines

 * Handcuffed to the girl who double-crossed him
 * The "Monte Cristo" hero...
 * The MAN who put the MAN in roMANce.
 * A hundred steps ahead of any picture this year
 * The Most Charming Brute Who Ever Scorned A Lady
 * Fated to be Mated with the One Man She Hated

Cast

 * Robert Donat - Richard Hannay
 * Madeleine Carroll - Pamela
 * Lucie Mannheim - Miss Annabella Smith
 * Godfrey Tearle - Professor Jordan
 * Peggy Ashcroft - Margaret
 * John Laurie - John
 * Helen Haye - Mrs. Louisa Jordan
 * Frank Cellier - Sheriff Watson
 * Wylie Watson - Mr. Memory

About The 39 Steps

 * When a picture is as good as The Thirty-nine Steps, it is almost superfluous to detail its individual virtues. I could advise you of its best moments— the scene in the political meeting, where Hannay, escaping from the police, is taken for a platform speaker, the Glencoe sequences, beautifully shot in the Highlands through a movable window frame, the glimpse down from the Forth Bridge, the thrilling shot with the foreshortened finger, the charming and expertly managed section In the inn bedroom. I could explain how steadily Hitchcock has refrained from any kind of technical chicanery, how still he keeps his cameras, how adamant he has been against trick cutting. I could point out a hundred ingenuities in the picture, and enjoy doing it, because for once in the cinema recollection is a pleasure. But it will be simpler and less selfish, I think, to include everything in the one recommendation, go to The Thirty-nine Steps and find it all out for yourselves.
 * C. A. Lejeune "The Films: A British Film to See", The Observer (9 June 1935), p. 11

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Talk:The Matrix Reloaded

The Architect dialog
Shouldn't Neo's dialog with the Architect be included in more detail? I'll post the full transcript here for reference. – 80.203.113.142 15:40, 16 May 2006 (UTC)

 * Removed the list, if someone want's to view it, it's in the 566974 history. If anyone can translate the French that is spoken, that would be great. Thanks --Steinninn 15:07, 19 September 2007 (UTC)

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I am in the process of cleaning up this article (01 Aug 09). According to Wikipedia, this movie is approximately 140 minutes (almost 2.5 hours). As per WQ:Limits, that allows this article approximately 15 quotes. I will be as charitable as possible in trying to choose appropriate quotes based on the limits and all the Wikipolicies I have read. I'm also bolding significant quotes: quotes that were either especially significant to the movie, somewhat notable in the real world due to the movie (eg., "I killed you, Mr. Anderson. I watched you die...."), or are particularly quotable on their own (eg., "I have sampled every language.... and Then tomorrow we may all be dead, but how would that be different from any other day?").
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Talk:Norman Finkelstein

Gestapo
I'm moving to the talk page this quote: "[I] can’t imagine why Israel’s apologists would be offended by a comparison with the Gestapo.", because the subject of the comparison appears to be missing, i.e. the comparison of whom with the Gestapo? I'd assume that it's one of the Israeli army units that operate in Palestinian cities, or Shabak, etc. (if the quote itself isn't a fabrication). Without the subject of the comparison, it's ridicules to include this quote. When googling, it all comes down to Alan Dershowitz providing this quote, sometimes with ellipses ("[...]") exactly where to subject of the comparison should be, and sometimes without, probably because the kind of websites that use such quotes also have no problem to take the liberty to remove the ellipses. If someone cares about this quote, try to get the full article in which it appeared, or contact the wrmea.com magazine or Norman Finkelstein and ask about it. BTW the rest of this page is also terrible, but this quote in particular caught my eye. iddo999 12:01, 25 March 2006 (UTC)

more on Gestapo quote and references to Jews as Nazis
Alan Dershowitz had mentioned John Authors and the Financial Times http://www.alandershowitz.com/publications/docs/restshiscase.html In an article in The Financial Times (Aug. 23, 2003), John Authors observed that, “Finkelstein appears to suffer from an almost total lack of self-control. His readers might find him harder to take seriously if they had watched him screaming questions as a heckler at the back of the audience.” They might also better understand his motive for attacking pro-Israel writers if they knew that he regularly compares Israel to “the Gestapo.” “I can’t imagine why Israel’s apologists…would be offended by a comparison with the Gestapo.” He suggested that [they] should be flattered by the comparison. (Ibid). No wonder Gabriel Schoenfeld, in an article in Commentary labeled Finkelstein’s views “crackpot ideas, some of them mirrored almost verbatim in the propaganda put out by neo-Nazis around the world” (Jan. 2001).

But I have found a fuller quote http://oudaily.com/news/2011/apr/07/letter-editor-wrong-choice-guest-speaker/ Equally troublesome, Finkelstein unabashedly compares Israelis and their American Jewish supporters to Nazis. According to Finkelstein, Israel’s supporters should be flattered by such comparisons. As he once stated, “I can’t imagine why Israel’s apologists would be offended by a comparison with the Gestapo. I would think that, for them it is like Lee Iacocca being told that Chrysler is using Toyota tactics.”

and a source given http://www.think-israel.org/alexander.intro.html INTRODUCTION TO THE JEWISH DIVIDE OVER ISRAEL (this is a discussion from their book, and this is also mentioned in their book)

36. "I can't imagine," Finkelstein has said, "why Israel's apologists would be offended by a comparison with the Gestapo. I would think that, for them, it is like Lee Iacocca being told that Chrysler is using Toyota tactics." Quoted in John Dirlik, "Canadian Jewish Organizations Charged with Stifling Campus Debate," Washington Report on Middle East Affairs, May/June 1992.

On a related note, Finkelstein has made lots of references to Jews as Nazis

http://www.veteranstoday.com/2009/01/18/holocaust-nazi-s-vs-israeli-s-by-norman-g-finkelstein/

http://www.normanfinkelstein.com/deutschland-uber-alles/

http://hurryupharry.org/2011/12/31/norman-finkelstein-on-the-holocaust/

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Augustus

Imperator Gaius Julius Caesar Octavianus Augustus (23 September 63 BC – 19 August 14), born Gaius Octavius, was the adopted son of Julius Caesar and the first Roman Emperor. He also became a pontiff and later Pontifex Maximus.

Quotes

 * Si sine uxore pati possemus, Quirites, omnes ea molestia careremus; set quoniam ita natura tradidit, ut nec cum illis satis commode, nec sine illis ullo modo vivi possit, saluti perpetuae potius quam brevi voluptati consulendum est.
 * If we could survive without a wife, citizens of Rome, all of us would do without that nuisance; but since nature has so decreed that we cannot manage comfortably with them, nor live in any way without them, we must plan for our lasting preservation rather than for our temporary pleasure.
 * From a speech regarding the morality laws of Lex Julia. Livy's account states the speech was plagiarized by Augustus from another by Q. Metellus (Periochae 59.9). A fragment of this original speech (quoted) is preserved by A. Gellius (Noctes Atticae 1.6).

 * Festina lente.
 * Make haste slowly.
 * As quoted in Houghton, Mifflin, Familiar Short Sayings of Great Men (1882), p. 25
 * Variant translations: "Hurry slowly"; or, "Hasten slowly." Originally quoted in Greek, in Suetonius, II. Augustus, section 25, but better known in the Latin form, as reported in Chambers Dictionary of Quotations (1997), p. 50

 * Young men, hear an old man to whom old men hearkened when he was young.

 * Have I played the part well? Then applaud as I exit.
 * Statement made as he was dying, as quoted in The Fall of the Roman Empire (2007) by Rita J. Markel, p. 126

 * To seek to keep the established constitution unchanged argues a good citizen and a good man.
 * Of Cato, as quoted in An Examination of the Isis Cult with Preliminary Exploration into New Testament Studies (2008) by Elizabeth A. McCabe

 * May it be my privilege to have the happiness of establishing the commonwealth on a firm and secure basis and thus enjoy the reward which I desire, but only if I may be called the author of the best possible government; and bear with me the hope when I die that the foundations which I have laid for its future government, will stand firm and stable.
 * Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 28.

 * Marmoream relinquo, quam latericiam accepi.
 * I found Rome a city of bricks and left it a city of marble.
 * Quoted in Svetonius, Lives of the Cesars, Aug., XXVIII, 3

 * I came to see a king, not a row of corpses.
 * After having visited the mausoleum of Alexander the Great in Alexandria, Augustus was asked if he also wanted to visit the mausoleum of the Ptolemies; in Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 16. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

 * Quintili Vare, legiones redde!
 * Quintilius Varus, give me back my legions!
 * Said of Publius Quinctilius Varus, who commanded the three legions lost at the Battle of the Teutoburg Forest; in Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 23. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

 * Sat celeriter fieri, quidquid fiat satis bene.
 * Whatever is done well enough is done quickly enough.
 * In Suetonius, Lives of the Twelve Caesars, II., 25.
 * Cf. Shakespeare, Macbeth I. vii, "If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well it were done quickly".

 * En Romanos, rerum dominos, gentemque togatam!
 * Behold them, conquerors of the world, the toga-clad race of Romans!
 * Said disparagingly of a group of men in cloaks, quoting Virgil's The Aeneid. Augustus allowed only those wearing a toga and no cloak to enter the Forum; in Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 40. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

 * I had a good mind to discontinue permanently the supply of grain to the city, reliance on which had discouraged Italian agriculture, but refrained because some politician would be bound one day to revive the dole as a means of ingratiating himself with the people.
 * The grain supply to the city of Rome was a contentious political issue; in Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 42. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

 * Aetati tuae, mi Tiberi, noli in hac re indulgere et nimium indignari quemquam esse, qui de me male loquatur; satis est enim, si hoc habemus ne quis nobis male facere possit.
 * My dear Tiberius, you must not give way to youthful emotion or take it to heart if anyone speaks ill of me; let us be satisfied if we can make people stop short at unkind words.
 * Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 51. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

 * Ut vides, klimaktera communem seniorum omnium tertium et sexagesimum annum evasimus.
 * I have escaped, as you see, the common climacteric of all old men—my sixty-third year.
 * Epistle to Caius Caesar (Aul. Gell. Noct. Att. xv. 7.), written on 23 September A.D. 1.

 * Αἴθ᾽ ὄφελον ἄγαμός τ᾽ ἔμεναι ἄγονός τ᾽ ἀπολέσθαι.
 * Ah, never to have married, and childless to have died!
 * Quoting Homer's Iliad. Augustus was frequently disappointed in the conduct of his daughter Julia; in Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 65. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

 * Livia, nostri coniugii memor vive, ac vale!
 * Goodbye, Livia; remember our marriage!
 * Said to his wife Livia on his deathbed; in Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 99. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

Res Gestae Divi Augusti

 * Res Gestae Divi Augusti as translated in Loeb Library edition (1924)

 * At the age of nineteen, on my own initiative and at my own expense, I raised an army by means of which I restored liberty to the republic, which had been oppressed by the tyranny of a faction. For which service the senate, with complimentary resolutions, enrolled me in its order...
 * Referring to the faction of Marcus Antonius.

 * Those who slew my father I drove into exile, punishing their deed by due process of law, and afterwards when they waged war upon the republic I twice defeated them in battle.

 * Wars, both civil and foreign, I undertook throughout the world, on sea and land, and when victorious I spared all citizens who sued for pardon. The foreign nations which could with safety be pardoned I preferred to save rather than to destroy.

 * I declined to be made Pontifex Maximus in succession to a colleague still living, when the people tendered me that priesthood which my father had held. Several years later I accepted that sacred office when he at last was dead who, taking advantage of a time of civil disturbance, had seized it for himself, such a multitude from all Italy assembling for my election, in the consulship of Publius Sulpicius and Gaius Valgius, as is never recorded to have been in Rome before.

 * Iuravit in mea verba tota Italia.
 * The whole of Italy swore allegiance to me.
 * XXV, 3-4. Translation by Thomas Bushnell

About Augustus

 * He could boast that he inherited it brick and left it marble.
 * Suetonius, of Augustus and the city of Rome, in Lives of the Caesars, Divus Augustus, XXVIII, 3.

 * Juniores post Actiacam victoriam, etiam senes plerique inter bella civium nati: quotus quisque reliquus qui rem publicam vidisset? Igitur verso civitatis statu nihil usquam prisci et integri moris: omnes exuta aequalitate iussa principis aspectare, nulla in praesens formidine, dum Augustus aetate validus seque et domum et pacem sustentavit. Postquam provecta jam senectus aegro et corpore fatigabatur aderatque finis et spes novae, pauci bona libertatis in cassum disserere, plures bellum pavescere, alii cupere. Pars multo maxima inminentis dominos variis rumoribus differebant.
 * The younger men had been born after the victory of Actium; most even of the elder generation, during the civil wars; few indeed were left who had seen the Republic. It was thus an altered world, and of the old, unspoilt Roman character not a trace lingered. Equality was an outworn creed, and all eyes looked to the mandate of the sovereign—with no immediate misgivings, so long as Augustus in the full vigour of his prime upheld himself, his house, and peace. But when the wearing effects of bodily sickness added themselves to advancing years, and the end was coming and new hopes dawning, a few voices began idly to discuss the blessings of freedom; more were apprehensive of war; others desired it; the great majority merely exchanged gossip derogatory to their future masters.
 * Tacitus, Annals, book I, 3-4, on how people had forgotten what the Republic was like, and a possible upcoming problem of succession after Augustus' death. Translated by John Jackson (1931) for the Loeb Classical Library.

 * He [ Julius Caesar ] learned that Alexander, having completed nearly all his conquests by the time he was thirty-two years old, was at an utter loss to know what he should do during the rest of his life, whereat Augustus expressed his surprise that Alexander did not regard it as a greater task to set in order the empire which he had won than to win it.
 * Plutarch

 * He could not even stand up to review his fleet when the ships were already at their fighting stations, but lay on his back and gazed up at the sky, never rising to show that he was alive until Marcus Agrippa had routed the enemy.
 * Marcus Antonius, taunting Augustus for his conduct during the Sicilian war against Sextus Pompey in 36 BC; in Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 16. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

 * Postquam bis classe victus naves perdidit, Aliquando ut vincat, ludit assidue aleam.
 * He took a beating twice at sea, And threw two fleets away. So now to achieve one victory, He tosses dice all day.
 * A popular rhyme at the time of the Sicilian war, mocking Augustus' habit of playing dice; in Suetonius, Divus Augustus, paragraph 70. Translation: Robert Graves, 1957.

 * The story of his career shows that Augustus was indeed ruthless, cruel, and ambitious for himself. This was only in part a personal trait, for upper-class Romans were educated to compete with one another and to excel. However, he combined an overriding concern for his personal interests with a deep-seated patriotism, based on a nostalgia of Rome's antique virtues. In his capacity as princeps, selfishness and selflessness coexisted in his mind. While fighting for dominance, he paid little attention to legality or to the normal civilities of political life. He was devious, untrustworthy, and bloodthirsty. But once he had established his authority, he governed efficiently and justly, generally allowed freedom of speech, and promoted the rule of law. He was immensely hardworking and tried as hard as any democratic parliamentarian to treat his senatorial colleagues with respect and sensitivity. He suffered from no delusions of grandeur.
 * Anthony Everitt in Augustus : The Life of Rome's First Emperor (2006)
 * Fame was Caesar’s destiny, but true greatness was Octavian’s. Imperium was almost written on Octavian’s face: his bright eyes and magnetically handsome features were somehow accentuated by a tousled, slightly dishevelled experience, which would have suggested an utter lack of vanity were it not for the fact that he wore steel-heeled shoes to raise him above his natural height of 5’7”. Octavian succeeded were Caesar had not, avenging his father’s death and defeating his enemies in battle, eventually emerging as Rome’s sole, uncontested ruler. As Augustus he accrued himself all the carefully separated political powers of the Republic, effectively playing senator, consul and tribune, pontifex maximus (high priest) and supreme military commander all at once. Augustus’ character divided Roman opinion – was he a high-minded visionary and peerless soldier-politician, or a corrupt, bloodthirsty, treacherous tyrant, wondered the historian Tacitus (c. AD 58-116), without committing to either judgment. But his achievements as emperor – or as he preferred it, First Citizen (Princeps civitatis) – were impossible to gainsay. On taking power he stamped out the embers of the late Republic’s debilitating civil war. He transformed the city of Rome with grandiose building projects – some of them already begun under Caesar and others of his own design. The 500-acre Field of Mars (Campus Martius), littered with temples and monuments, was radically rebuilt. New theatres, aqueducts, and roads were commissioned. Only the finest building materials passed muster: on his deathbed Augustus bragged that he had found Rome a city of brick, but left it a city of marble. He carried out sweeping reforms to government, concentrating power in his own hands at the expense of the Senate, and encouraging a personal cult of imperial magnificence, which evolved under his successors until some emperors were venerated as demi-gods.
 * Dan Jones, Powers and Thrones: A New History of the Middle Ages (2021), pp. 15-16

 * Augustus pursued power relentlessly and then clung to it, whatever he might pretend in public. Such ambition is surely the hallmark of any successful political leader – and no doubt plenty of less successful ones. Yet in his case he made use of that power for the common good. He worked hard to make the res publica function again, and we cannot deny that he succeeded, since the peace and stability he imposed brought ever greater levels of prosperity. At a basic level more people were better-off under his principate than they had been for several generations. The concerns he dealt with were traditional ones, even if some of his methods were innovative. Julius Caesar had tried to address several of these issues, as had others, but none had the chance to deal with them as thoroughly as Augustus. In the process he made sure that it was well known that he was working for the common good, but once again such advertising was what any Roman politician would have done. By doing favours for individuals and whole communities he placed them in his debt, and so, as so often, personal advantage was intertwined with the wider good. That does not alter the fact that he did rule well, whatever his motivation.
 * Adrian Goldsworthy, Augustus: First Emperor of Rome (2014)

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Saadi

Saadi Shīrāzī (Persian: ابومحمّد مصلح‌الدین بن عبدالله شیرازی), better known by his pen name Saadi (Persian: سعدی, romanized: Saʿdī), also known as Sadi of Shiraz (سعدی شیرازی, Saʿdī Shīrāzī; born 1210; died 1291 or 1292), was a major Persian poet and prose writer of the medieval period. He is recognized for the quality of his writings and for the depth of his social and moral thoughts.

Gulistan (1258)
که در آفرينش ز یک گوهرند چو عضوى به درد آورد روزگار دگر عضوها را نماند قرار تو کز محنت دیگران بی غمی نشاید که نامت نهند آدمی ke dar 'āfarīn-aš ze yek gowhar-and čo 'ozvī be dard āvarad rūzgār degar 'ozvhā-rā na-mānad qarār to k-az mehnat-ē dīgarān bīqam-ī na-šāyad ke nām-at nahand ādamī'' Human beings are members of a whole, In creation of one essence and soul. If one member is afflicted with pain, Other members uneasy will remain. If you have no sympathy for human pain, The name of human you cannot retain. The children of Adam are limbs of a whole Having been created of one essence. When the calamity of time afflicts one limb The other limbs cannot remain at rest. If you have no sympathy for the troubles of others You are not worthy to be called by the name of "human".
 * بنی آدم اعضای یک پیکرند
 * ''banī 'ādam a'zā-ye yek peykar-and
 * Translation:
 * Alternative translation:
 * Chapter 1, story 10

'A roast fowl is to the sight of a satiated man Less valuable than a blade of fresh grass on the table And to him who has no means nor power A burnt turnip is a roasted fowl.'
 * I never lamented about the vicissitudes of time or complained of the turns of fortune except on the occasion when I was barefooted and unable to procure slippers [shoes]. But when I entered the great mosque of Kufah with a sore heart and beheld a man without feet I offered thanks to the bounty of God, consoled myself for my want of shoes and recited:
 * Chapter 3, story 19. Translated by Sir Edwin Arnold. (Persian version)

 * Use a sweet tongue, courtesy, and gentleness, and thou mayst manage to guide an elephant with a hair.
 * Chapter 3, story 28

 * When gnats act in concert they will bring down an elephant: when ants set to work, and move in a body, they can strip a fierce lion of its hide
 * Chapter 3, story 28

 * Whatever is produced in haste goes easily to waste.
 * Chapter 8, story 36

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Frederick William Faber

Frederick William Faber (June 28, 1814 – September 26, 1863) was an English hymn writer and theologian.

Quotes

 * There is seldom a line of glory written upon the earth's face, but a line of suffering runs parallel with it; and they that read the lustrous syllables of the one, and stoop not to decipher the spotted and worn inscription of the other, get the.least half of the lesson earth has to give.
 * Sights and Thoughts in Foreign Churches and among Foreign Peoples (London: J.G.F. and J. Rivington, 1842), p. 288.

 * Faith is a letting down our nets into the untransparent deeps at the divine command, not knowing what we shall take.
 * Sights and Thoughts in Foreign Churches and among Foreign Peoples (London: J.G.F. and J. Rivington, 1842), p. 545.

 * See! he sinks Without a word; and his ensanguined bier Is vacant in the west, while far and near Behold! each coward shadow eastward shrinks, Thou dost not strive, O sun, nor dost thou cry Amid thy cloud-built streets.
 * "On the Ramparts at Angoulême", in The Rosary and Other Poems (London: James Toovey, 1845), p. 61.

 * Now we must remember, that if all the manifestly good men were on one side, and all the manifestly bad men on the other, there would be no danger of any one, least of all the elect, being deceived by lying wonders. It is the good men ,good once, we must hope good still, who are to do the work of the Antichrist, and so sadly to crucify afresh the Lord whom they … more than profess to love. Bear in mind this feature of the last days, that their deceitfulness arises from good men being on the wrong side.
 * Devotion to the Church (London: Richardson and Son, 1861), p. 27.

 * The buried talent is the sunken rock on which most lives strike and founder.
 * Notes on Doctrinal and Spiritual Subjects (London: Thomas Richardson and Son, 1866), Vol. II, p. 343.

All for Jesus (1854)

 * All for Jesus, or The Easy Ways of Divine Love (London: Richardson and Son, 1854)

 * All our lives long we might talk of Jesus, and yet we should never come to an end of the sweet things that are to be said about Him. Eternity will not be long enough to learn all He is, or to praise Him for all He has done; but that matters not; for we shall be always with Him, and we desire nothing more.
 * Ch. I: "The Interests of Jesus", p. 2.

 * What another being is life when we have found out our Father; and if we work, it is beneath His eye, and if we play, it is in the light and encouragement of His smile. Earth's sunshine is heaven's radiance, and the stars of night as if the beginning of the Beatific Vision; so soft, so sweet, so gentle, so reposeful, so almost infinite have all things become, because we have found our Father in our God.
 * Ch. II: "Sympathy with Jesus", p. 55.

 * When men do anything for God, the very least thing, they never know where it will end, nor what amount of work it will do for Him. Love's secret, therefore, is to be always doing things for God, and not to mind because they are such very little ones.
 * Ch. VII: "Thanksgiving", p. 280.

Growth in Holiness (1855)

 * Growth in Holiness, or The Progress of the Spiritual Life (Baltimore: John Murphy & Co., 1855)

 * Is the amount of scrupulous attention which I am paying to the government of my tongue at all proportioned to that tremendous truth revealed through St. James, that if I do not bridle my tongue, all my religion is vain?
 * Ch. VI: "External Conduct", p. 72.

 * Exactness in little duties is a wonderful source of cheerfulness.
 * Ch. XIV: "Spiritual Idleness", p. 186.

 * How are we to overcome temptations? Cheerfulness is the first thing, cheerfulness the second, and cheerfulness the third. The devil is chained. He can bark, but he cannot bite, unless we go up to him and let him do so.
 * Ch. XIV: "Temptations", pp. 292–293.

 * Words cannot tell the abhorrence nature has of the piecemeal captivity of little constraints. And as to little temptations, I can readily conceive a man having the grace to be roasted over a slow fire for our dearest Mother's Immaculate Conception or the Pope's Supremacy, who would not have the grace to keep his temper in a theological conversation on either of these points of the Catholic faith.
 * Ch. XVI: "Temptations", p. 297.

The Creator and the Creature (1858)

 * The Creator and the Creature, or The Wonders of Divine Love (London: Richardson and Son, 1858)

 * This world is … only the porch of another and more magnificent temple of the Creator's majesty.
 * Book I: "The Case Stated between the Creator and the Creature", Ch. 2: "What It Is to Be a Creature", p. 58.

 * Holiness is an unselfing of ourselves.
 * Book I: "The Case Stated between the Creator and the Creature", Ch. 2: "What It Is to Be a Creature", p. 77.

 * If our thoughts break their bounds, and run out beyond the Church … to those without, I have no profession of faith to make about them, except that God is infinitely merciful to every soul, that no one ever has been, or ever can be, lost by surprise or trapped in his ignorance; and, as to those who may be lost, I confidently believe that our Heavenly Father threw His arms round each created spirit, and looked it full in the face with bright eyes of love, in the darkness of its mortal life, and that of its own deliberate will it would not have Him.
 * Book III: "Objections Considered", Ch. 2: "The Great Mass of Believers", pp. 392–393.

Spiritual Conferences (1859)

 * Spiritual Conferences (Baltimore: John Murphy & Co., 1859)

 * Kindness has converted more sinners than either zeal, eloquence, or learning.
 * Ch. I: "Kindness", § 1: "On Kindness in General", p. 23.

 * No kind action ever stopped with itself. Fecundity belongs to it in its own right. One kind action leads to another. By one we commit ourselves to more than one. Our example is followed. The single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make fresh trees, and the rapidity of the growth is equal to its extent. But this fertility is not confined to ourselves, or to others who may be kind to the same person to whom we have been kind. It is chiefly to be found in the person himself whom we have benefited. This is the greatest work which kindness does to others,—that it makes them kind themselves.
 * Ch. I: "Kindness", § 1: "On Kindness in General", p. 29.

 * Kind thoughts are rarer than either kind words or kind deeds. They imply a great deal of thinking about others. This in itself is rare. But they imply also a great deal of thinking about others without the thoughts being criticisms. This is rarer still.
 * Ch. I: "Kindness", § 2: "Kind Thoughts", p. 39.

 * The habit of judging is so nearly incurable, and its cure is such an almost interminable process, that we must concentrate ourselves for a long while on keeping it in check; and this check is to be found in kind interpretations.… We must grow to something higher and something truer than a quickness in detecting evil.
 * Ch. I: "Kindness", § 2: "Kind Thoughts", pp. 44–45.

 * We must have passed through life very unobservantly, if we have never perceived that a man is very much himself what he thinks of others.
 * Ch. I: "Kindness", § 2: "Kind Thoughts", p. 46.

 * The very attempt to be like our dearest Lord is already a well-spring of sweetness within us, flowing with an easy grace over all who come within our reach.
 * Ch. I: "Kindness", § 3: "Kind Words", p. 55.

 * To children is there any happiness which is not also noise?
 * Ch. I: "Kindness", § 4: "Kind Actions", p. 77.

 * There is a great deal of self-will in the world, but very little genuine independence of character.
 * Ch. III: "Self-Deceit", § 1: "Simplicity", p. 193.

 * A spiritual life without a very large allowance of disquietude in it is no spiritual life at all. It is but a flattering superstition of self-love.
 * Ch. III: "Self-Deceit", § 2: "The Fountains of Self-Doubt", pp. 199–200.

 * I find great numbers of moderately good people who think it fine to take scandal. They regard it as a sort of evidence of their own goodness, and of their delicacy of conscience; while in reality it is only a proof either of their inordinate conceit or of their extreme stupidity.
 * Ch. VIII: "On Taking Scandal", p. 347.

 * Other things being equal, a person beginning the spiritual life with a taste for reading has a much greater chance both of advancing and of persevering than one who is destitute of such a taste. Experience shows that it is almost equal to a grace. The hardest thing in the world is to think, that is, to think real thought.
 * Ch. IX: "On a Taste for Reading", p. 363.

 * There is hardly ever a complete silence in our souls. God is whispering to us wellnigh incessantly. Whenever the sounds of the world die out in the soul or sink low, then we hear these whisperings of God. This is so invariable that we come to believe he is always whispering to us, only that we do not always hear, because of the hurry, noise, and distraction which life causes as it rushes on.
 * Ch. XII: "All Men Have A Special Vocation", p. 458.

Hymns (1871)

 * Hymns (London: Thomas Richardson and Son, 1871)

 * O Majesty unspeakable and dread! Wert Thou less mighty than Thou art, Thou wert, O Lord! too great for our belief, Too little for our heart.
 * "The Greatness of God", st. 1, p. 14.

 * I have no cares, O blessed Will! For all my cares are Thine; I live in triumph, Lord! for Thou Hast made Thy triumphs mine.
 * "The Will of God", st. 9, p. 18.

 * Labor is sweet, for Thou hast toiled, And care is light, for Thou hast cared; Let not our works with self be soiled, Nor in unsimple ways ensnared. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus! be our light.
 * "Evening Hymn at the Oratory", st. 5, p. 252.

 * For right is right, since God is God; And right the day must win; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin.
 * "The Right Must Win", st. 19, p. 281. Compare: "That right was right, and there he would abide", George Crabbe, Tales, Tale xv, "The Squire and the Priest".

 * If our love were but more simple, We should take Him at His word; And our lives would be all sunshine In the sweetness of the Lord.
 * "Come to Jesus", st. 13, p. 291.

 * The sea, unmated creature, tired and lone, Makes on its desolate sands eternal moan.
 * "The Sorrowful World", st. 11, p. 370.

 * Labour itself is but a sorrowful song, The protest of the weak against the strong.
 * "The Sorrowful World", st. 15, p. 371.

 * Dear Lord! in all our loneliest pains Thou hast the largest share, And that which is unbearable 'Tis Thine, not ours, to bear.
 * "After a Death", st. 15, p. 384.

 * Hark! Hark! my soul, angelic songs are swelling O’er earth’s green fields and ocean’s wave-beat shore; How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling Of that new life when sin shall be no more!
 * "The Pilgrims of the Night", st. 1, p. 385.

 * O Paradise! O Paradise! Who doth not crave for rest? Who would not seek the happy land, Where they that love are blest?
 * "Paradise", st. 1, p. 423.

 * O Paradise! O Paradise! The world is growing old; Who would not be at rest and free Where love is never cold?
 * "Paradise", st. 2, p. 423.

On St Joseph

 * "The one chosen shadow of God upon earth."
 * Quoted in frontispiece to Jean-Pierre de Caussade's Abandonment to Divine Providence, Ramière, J. (ed), published 1921, p. 2

Misattributed

 * Many indeed there are, who, while they bear the name of Christians, are totally unacquainted with the power of their divine religion. But for their crimes the Gospel is in no wise answerable. Christianity is with them a geographical, not a descriptive, appellation.
 * Sometimes attributed to Faber, but actually from a book by his uncle George Stanley Faber, A Practical Treatise on the Ordinary Operations of the Holy Spirit (London: F.C. and J. Rivington, 1813), p. 143.

title: Frederick William Faber