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Fernando de Rojas

Fernando de Rojas (c. 1465 – April 1541) was a Spanish author and playwright.

La Celestina (1499)

 * Goods which are not shared are not goods.
 * Act I.

 * The use of riches is better than their possession.
 * Act II.

 * The first step towards madness is to think oneself wise.
 * Act II.

 * Riches do not make one rich but busy.
 * Act IV.

 * No one is so old that he cannot live yet another year, nor so young that he cannot die today.
 * Act IV.

 * When God wounds from on high he will follow with the remedy.
 * Act X.

 * When one door closes, fortune will usually open another.
 * Act XV.

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Colette

Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette (28 January 1873 – 3 August 1954) was a French writer, usually known simply by her pen-name "Colette."

Quotes

 * When she raises her eyelids it's as if she were taking off all her clothes.
 * Claudine and Annie (1903)

 * There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
 * Freedom (1908)

 * Nothing ages a woman like living in the country.
 * L'Envers du music hall (Music Hall Sidelights), "On Tour" (1913)

 * Her childhood, then her adolescence, had taught her patience, hope, silence and the easy manipulation of the weapons and virtues of all prisoners.
 * Chéri (1920) pt. 2

 * It is not a bad thing that children should occasionally, and politely, put parents in their place.
 * My Mother’s House, "The Priest on the Wall" (1922)

 * I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
 * La Fin de Chéri (The Last of Cheri) (1926)

 * My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.
 * Break of Day (1928)

 * Can it be that chance has made me one of those women so immersed in one man that, whether they are barren or not, they carry with them to the grave the shrivelled innocence of an old maid?
 * Sido (1929)

 * We only do well the things we like doing.
 * Prisons and Paradise (1932)

 * By means of an image we are often able to hold on to our lost belongings. But it is the desperateness of losing which picks the flowers of memory, binds the bouquet.
 * Mes Apprentissages (1936)

 * You do not notice changes in what is always before you.
 * Mes Apprentissages (1936)

 * But just as delicate fare does not stop you from craving for saveloys, so tried and exquisite friendship does not take away your taste for something new and dubious.
 * Chambre d’Hôtel, "The Rainy Moon" (1940)

 * The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
 * Paris From My Window (1944)

 * To a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.
 * Paris From My Window (1944)

 * The day after that wedding night I found that a distance of a thousand miles, abyss and discovery and irremediable metamorphosis, separated me from the day before.
 * Noces (1945)

 * Total absence of humor renders life impossible.
 * Chance Acquaintances (1952)

 * You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
 * New York World-Telegram and Sun (1961)

 * The writer who loses his self-doubt, who gives way as he grows old to a sudden euphoria, to prolixity, should stop writing immediately: the time has come for him to lay aside his pen.
 * Speech on being elected to the Belgian Academy, as quoted in “Lady of Letters” Pt. 4, Earthly Paradise (1966) ed. Robert Phelps

 * Humility has its origin in an awareness of unworthiness, and sometimes too in a dazzled awareness of saintliness.
 * Speech on being elected to the Belgian Academy, as quoted in “Lady of Letters” Pt. 4, Earthly Paradise (1966) ed. Robert Phelps

 * You must not pity me because my sixtieth year finds me still astonished. To be astonished is one of the surest ways of not growing old too quickly.
 * Speech on being elected to the Belgian Academy, as quoted in “Lady of Letters” Pt. 4, Earthly Paradise (autobiography, 1966) ed. Robert Phelps

 * There is no need to waste pity on young girls who are having their moments of disillusionment, for in another moment they will recover their illusion.
 * “Wedding Day”, Earthly Paradise (1966) ed. Robert Phelps

 * What a delight it is to make friends with someone you have despised!
 * “Sido and I”, Earthly Paradise (1966) ed. Robert Phelps

 * It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts. After death they take on a firmer outline and then cease to change.
 * "The Captain", Earthly Paradise (1966) ed. Robert Phelps

 * As for an authentic villain, the real thing, the absolute, the artist, one rarely meets him even once in a lifetime. The ordinary bad hat is always in part a decent fellow.
 * “The South of France”, Earthly Paradise (1966) ed. Robert Phelps

 * It’s nothing to be born ugly. Sensibly, the ugly woman comes to terms with her ugliness and exploits it as a grace of nature. To become ugly means the beginning of a calamity, self-willed most of the time.
 * Journey for Myself (1971) “Beauties,” Quatre Saisons (c. 1928).

 * For to dream and then to return to reality only means that our qualms suffer a change of place and significance.
 * In Gigi, and Selected Writings (1963).

Le Pur et l'Impur (The Pure and the Impure) (1932)

 * It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship.
 * Ch. 9

 * Whether you are dealing with an animal or a child, to convince is to weaken.

 * Voluptuaries, consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging themselves with a great display of frenzy into an abyss. But they survive, they come to the surface again. And they develop a routine of the abyss: “It’s four o’clock … At five I have my abyss.”

 * Perhaps the only misplaced curiosity is that which persists in trying to find out here, on this side of death, what lies beyond the grave.

 * Smokers, male and female, inject and excuse idleness in their lives every time they light a cigarette.

Gigi (1945)

 * In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.
 * The Photographer’s Wife

 * On this narrow planet, we have only the choice between two unknown worlds. One of them tempts us — ah! what a dream, to live in that! — the other stifles us at the first breath.
 * The Photographer’s Wife

 * Don’t ever wear artistic jewellry; it wrecks a woman’s reputation.
 * Aunt Alicia

 * Boredom helps one to make decisions.
 * Aunt Alicia

 * A pretty little collection of weaknesses and a terror of spiders are our indispensable stock-in-trade with the men... nine men out of ten are superstitious, nineteen out of twenty believe in the evil eye, and ninety-eight out of a hundred are afraid of spiders. They forgive us — oh! for many things, but not for the absence in us of their own feelings.
 * Aunt Alicia

Barks and Purrs
Barks and Purrs as translated by Maire Kelly

 * Toby-Dog: It seems to me that of the two of us it's you they make the most of, and yet you do all the grumbling. Kiki-The-Demure: A dog's logic, that! The more one gives the more I demand. Toby-Dog: That's wrong. It's indiscreet. Kiki-The-Demure: Not at all. I have a right to everything. Toby-Dog: To everything? And I? Kiki-The-Demure: I don't imagine you lack anything, do you? Toby-Dog: Ah, I don't know. Sometimes in my very happiest moments, I feel like crying. My eyes grow dim, my heart seems to choke me. I would like to be sure, in such times of anguish, that everybody loves me; that there is nowhere in the world a sad dog behind a closed door, that no evil will ever come... Kiki-The-Demure: And then what dreadful thing happens? Toby-Dog: You know very well! Inevitably, at that moment She appears, carrying a bottle with horrible yellow stuff floating in it — Castor Oil!

 * Kiki-The-Demure: Once when I was little She tried to give me castor oil. I scratched and bit her so, she never tried again. Ha! She must have thought she held the devil between her knees. I squirmed, blew fire through my nostrils, multiplied my twenty claws by a hundred, my teeth by one thousand, and finally — disappeared as if by magic. Toby-Dog: I wouldn't dare do that. You see, I love her. I love her enough to forgive her even the torture of the bath.

Attributed

 * If I can't have too many truffles, I'll do without truffles,
 * As quoted in Close to Colette by Maurice Goudeket

Quotes about Colette

 * (What moves you most in a work of literature?) I’m not yet the writer I aspire to be, but at my age, great books written by women over 60 give me hope. Diana Athill, Colette, Harriett Doerr, Marguerite Duras, Grace Paley, Elena Poniatowska, Jean Rhys, Mercé Rodoreda, to name but a few.
 * Sandra Cisneros interview (2021)

 * I am devoted to those who endured, like Colette. It is easier … to kiss the world a bitter goodbye than to go on working, writing, changing, enduring the slings & arrows of outrageous aging. Colette endured. And she wrote & wrote & wrote. Whenever I feel really depressed, I think of her & keep going.
 * Erica Jong as quoted in Mountain Moving Day (1973) by Elaine Gill

 * Here lived, here died Colette, whose work is a window wide open on life.
 * Plaque placed by the city of Paris at the home of Colette, as quoted by Maurice Goudeket in Close to Colette (1957)

 * One of the most frequently quoted literary passages on lesbian relationship is that in which Colette's Renée, in The Vagabond, describes "the melancholy and touching image of two weak creatures who have perhaps found shelter in each other's arms, there to sleep and weep, safe from man who is often cruel, and there to taste better than any pleasure, the bitter happiness of feeling themselves akin, frail and forgotten [emphasis added]." Colette is often considered a lesbian writer. Her popular reputation has, I think, much to do with the fact that she writes about lesbian existence as if for a male audience; her earliest "lesbian" novels, the Claudine series, were written under compulsion for her husband and published under both their names. At all events, except for her writings on her mother, Colette is a less reliable source on the lesbian continuum than, I would think, Charlotte Brontë, who understood that while women may, indeed must, be one another's allies, mentors, and comforters in the female struggle for survival, there is quite extraneous delight in each other's company and attraction to each others' minds and character, which attend a recognition of each others' strengths.
 * Adrienne Rich, Blood, Bread, and Poetry (1986)

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Ethan Hawke

Ethan Green Hawke (born November 6, 1970) is an American actor, writer and film director. He has been nominated for Academy Awards as an actor and as a writer. He has also received a Tony Award nomination for his stage work.

2000–2004

 * The thing that really breeds career longevity in this profession is doing good work. You can make $20 million a movie, but does that mean you'll still have a job when you're 60? It's a profession that eats people up and wants constant turnaround, so you have to dedicate yourself to learning and making the most of whatever gift you may have.
 * New York Daily News (2000-05-11)

 * I've had different opportunities in my life, but I've tried to maintain the spirit of an amateur. Our culture roots everything in the barometer of success and how much money you make. But if you really just aspire to a life in the arts, it's really not a barometer at all.
 * New York Daily News (2000-05-11)

 * A lot of American actors when they do Shakespeare put on a phoney English accent and it drives me crazy. You're always fighting against the idea that only the British know how to do Shakespeare.
 * New York Daily News (2000-05-11)

 * The experience on that movie (Dead Poets Society) was, for lack of a better term, life-altering. Peter Weir has a unique talent for making movies that are intelligent but also mainstream. I've never been terribly successful at doing that.
 * The Guardian (2000-12-08)

 * I never thought that I would be labeled something like Generation X because of that movie (Reality Bites). I had no idea going into it, and it wasn't a label I could relate to.
 * The New York Times (2002-04-14)

 * One of the things that's great about Training Day is that you have two very distinct personalities, but it's true: it also has a great plot. If you can do both, it's incredibly exciting for the audience. Oftentimes, you have art films that have no narrative to speak of and instead offer characterization; then you have mainstream movies that are simple formulas, A-B-C-D. Training Day is a good combo.
 * Powell's Books (2002-08-06)

 * People love actors. They love reading about them and thinking about their lives. But they also secretly hate them. They think their lives are frivolous and all they do is go to parties, and they don't know real problems... There's something at the root of our love-hate relationship with celebrity that I think has the makings, if you could do it in a really substantive way, of a great modern American novel.
 * The Observer (2002-09-08)

 * I think what I meant, particularly as a young actor, is that you really struggle with the sense of being undeserving of the attention. And you're right. It happens all the time, there's some new young actor who people are gonna put on the cover of magazines and will talk about, and all you did is say 15 lines in a movie. You know, it's not like you started Greenpeace or something. They don't even put the guys who started Greenpeace on the cover of a magazine... So you understand the sense of fraudulence, and it's attached to yourself, you know? And that's what I was struggling with.
 * The Observer (2002-09-08)

 * All that stuff with the tabloids is a kind of luxury tax I pay for all the good things I do in my life.
 * The Daily Telegraph (2004-06-19)

2005–2009

 * People look at your life and see things as a big deal that aren't a big deal to you. What I mean is, the chapter breaks are different for me. I'll read about my divorce, and what people think about it, and, well, it's so inaccurate, usually, but the fact is, I wouldn't want it to be accurate. Because it's my truth. When I was younger, it was more important to me to come off well. Now, I just want to try to be good at what I do.
 * The Guardian (2005-10-08)

 * ...But the truth is, I've never wanted to be a movie star - and I've been pretty clear about that.
 * The Guardian (2005-10-08)

 * Writing the book (The Hottest State) had to do with dropping out of college, and with being an actor. I didn't want my whole life to go by and not do anything but recite lines. I wanted to try making something else. It was definitely the scariest thing I ever did. And a huge learning experience about how not everybody's going to like you, or like what you do. And you have to ask yourself, is it worthwhile? Or am I just doing it to be liked? And it was just one of the best things I ever did. The second book (Ash Wednesday) was so much more fun because of that. The first was just a novelty act, like, 'The kid from Reality Bites wrote a book? Who does he think he is?' And I understand that.
 * The Guardian (2005-10-08)

 * What I love about Celine, what I felt really proud about that script, is that she's really a fully dimensional woman. It's very rare in movies that you don't see a male projection of a fantasy woman. I mean, Julie deserves 90% of the credit, 100% of the credit, but I feel proud of the collaboration that created that character. Her work in that movie is my favorite thing about it.
 * The Guardian (2005-10-08)
 * On Before Sunset (2004)

 * I was really nervous to read it because I really wanted to like it, you know, 'cause I've had this problem in my life before. I'll get offered something by people I respect and want to work with, but I can't pretend I like it... Hank's just a horrible guy and he's so sad, and he hates himself and he never does the right thing. But I had to admit that it was kind of the challenge I was looking for.
 * The Washington Post (2007-11-02)
 * On Before the Devil Knows You're Dead (2007)

 * One of the most difficult aspects of being an actor is trying to find the right work. Work that speaks to an audience, that you enjoy doing and that is reflective of your artistic sensibility. To be a contemporary movie actor, you have to kill people - that's basically it. If you don't cock'n'load'n'fire a Smith&Wesson at some point in your film career, you're not going to have a film career. There just aren't enough movies that I like to keep me working in movies all the time. Well, let me rephrase that: there aren't enough available parts.
 * The Guardian (2009-05-16)

 * The older you get, the humbler you get. I know I don't have that much to offer, and I know I've now read Moby Dick and Anna Karenina, and if I had read those books before I wrote The Hottest State, I don't think I'd have published it. I had the arrogance of the uneducated, which sometimes you need.
 * The Guardian (2009-05-16)

 * It's its own form of cinema, it's its own entity. I think Chekhov would like Before Sunset because it's all about nuance. Any decent screen-writing school would throw that script out. There's no beginning, middle and end, it's completely fluid, just chasing the nuance of life, and kind of believing whatever God is lives in this kind of energy that flows between all of us. I kind of live for that, for that chance that you might get another opportunity to be a part of something like that.
 * The Guardian (2009-05-16)

2010–present

 * In grade school they say you have to pick a profession and stick to it... and people stop looking at their lives as a work in progress. If you don't stay in touch with yourself, you kind of lose focus. If you're going to spend a life in the arts, you need to be infused with a sense of gratitude and a sense of wonder. It's a privilege to do this profession. But there is a payment you have to make for that privilege, which is to do your best all the time.
 * Los Angeles Times (2010-01-07)

 * Seeing the play (A Lie of the Mind) clearly is part of why I wanted to direct it. I see hope at the end of this play. People talk about how dark the play was, but I feel like, if you really look at the darkness, you’re able to go through it, and you realize that you can handle dark moments in life and that everything will be all right.
 * The New York Times (2010-01-27)

 * We live in a funny time. If you don’t go corporate, you can’t compete. You’re relegated as irrelevant. People used to admire that. There used to be something badassed and poetic about it.
 * New York Magazine (2010-01-31)

 * I don't understand the world. I don't understand why some people have to suffer so much and others don't. I don't understand the unfairness of all that - I can't wrap my brain around it. Seems like it should be the opposite, like global warming should make Haiti discover that they have the secret plant that makes them all rich, because they've suffered enough, those people.
 * On the Tavis Smiley show (2010-03-03)

 * When I was younger I really admired people like Warren Beatty who could do one movie every four years. I thought I could do all that: run a theatre company, write a book, make the occasional movie. But life doesn’t work like that, or at least it only does for one or two people every generation. Usually, there’s a little give and take, you know. It took me a long time to realise that I didn’t understand things as well as I thought I did.
 * The Daily Telegraph (2010-06-10)

2015–present

 * If I say this people will think I'm kidding, but I learned so much about acting working with those wolves on White Fang. If I were to run Juilliard right now, I would make them take a class where they worked with animals. Animals don't know how to lie, so you have to just be with them. Whenever you act weird, or seem like you have an agenda, or are worried about what your hair looks like, they leave the set. They're not interested.
 * The Daily Beast (2016-10-24)

 * You have to express yourself. And to express yourself, you have to know yourself. It's actually super easy. Just have to follow your love.
 * YouTube (2020-11-08)

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Ada Leverson

Ada Leverson (10 October 1862 – 30 August 1933) was a British novelist. She was nicknamed "Sphinx" by her friend, Oscar Wilde. She was a writer in the "comedy of manners" tradition, depicting love and marriage with affection and satirical wit.

Love's Shadow (1908)

 * "Lady Cannon's gone to a matinée at the St. James's. We had tickets for the first night, but of course she wouldn't use them then. She preferred to go alone in the afternoon, because she detests the theatre, anyhow, and afternoon performances give her a headache. If she does a thing that's disagreeable to her, she likes to do it in the most painful possible way.  She has a beautiful nature."
 * Chapter ii.

 * Like all weddings it had left the strange feeling of futility, the slight sense of depression that comes to English people who have tried, from their strong sense of tradition, to be festive and sentimental and in high spirits too early in the day. The frame of mind supposed to be appropriate to an afternoon wedding can only be genuinely experienced by an Englishman at two o'clock in the morning.
 * Chapter xxiv.

 * As a rule the person found out in a betrayal of love holds, all the same, the superior position of the two. It is the betrayed one who is humiliated.
 * Chapter xxxix.

Tenterhooks (1912)

 * He had no special hobbies, but he needed luxury in general of a kind, and especially the luxury of getting things in a hurry, his theory being that everything comes to the man who won't wait.
 * Chapter vii.

 * She thought that most women make a great mistake in allowing dress to be the master instead of the servant of their good looks; many women were, she considered, entirely crushed and made insignificant by the beauty of their clothes.
 * Chapter x.

Love at Second Sight (1916)

 * Somehow she had thought of him so much that when she actually saw him again her affection seemed cooler. Had she worn out the passion by dint of constancy?
 * Chapter x.

 * Some men are born husbands; they have a passion for domesticity, for a fireside, for a home. Yet, curiously, these men very rarely stay at home.  Apparently what they want is to have a place to get away from.
 * Chapter xviii.

Quotes about Ada Leverson

 * On the first occasion she had sat next Henry James at dinner, she had not been able to resist putting to him certain questions about his books, for she had been a lifelong admirer of them, and that, at last, after he had answered some of these murmured inquiries, he had turned his melancholy gaze upon her, and had said to her, "Can it be— it must be— that you are that embodiment of the incorporeal, the elusive yet ineluctable being to whom through the generations novelists have so unavailingly made invocation; in short, the Gentle Reader? I have often wondered in what guise you would appear or, as it were, what incarnation you would assume."
 * Osbert Sitwell, Noble Essences and Courteous Revelations (1950).

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Talk:Kissing

yeah, I think it should be merged. Why have 2 pages for the same thing?

Unsourced quotes from Kisses

 * A kiss from my mother made me a painter.
 * Benjamin West

 * It is as old as the creation, and yet as young and fresh as ever. It pre-existed, still exists, and always will exist. Depend upon it, Eve learned it in Paradise, and was taught its beauties, virtues, and varieties by an angel, there is something so transcendent in it.
 * Thomas Chandler Haliburton

 * You would think, if our lips were made of horn and stuck out a foot or two from our faces, kisses at any rate would be done for. Not so. No creatures kiss each other so much as the birds.
 * Charles Buxton

Unsourced quotes

 * A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
 * Ingrid Bergman

 * Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.
 * Often attributed to Albert Einstein, but also sometimes on highway signs and possibly first appearing in a newspaper column.

 * If you are ever in doubt as to whether or not you should kiss a pretty girl, always give her the benefit of the doubt.
 * Thomas Carlyle

 * Kissing-and I mean like, yummy, smacking kissing - is the most delicious, most beautiful and passionate thing that two people can do, bar none. Better than sex, hands down.
 * Drew Barrymore

 * Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful.
 * Drew Barrymore

 * A legal kiss is never as good as a stolen one.
 * Guy de Maupassant

 * Advice is like kissing. Its free and fun to do.
 * Unknown

 * People who throw kisses are hopelessly lazy.
 * Bob Hope

 * Kiss and make up — but too much makeup has ruined many a kiss.
 * Mae West

 * I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth.
 * Chico Marx

 * Kissing is like drinking saltwater: you drink and your thirst increases.
 * Chinese proverb

 * The kiss. There are all sorts of kisses, lad, from the sticky confection to the kiss of death. Of them all, the kiss of an actress is the most unnerving. How can we tell if she means it or if she's just practicing?
 * Ruth Gordon

 * A kiss is priceless, yet it costs nothing
 * Jordan Campbell

 * A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point. That's basic spelling that every woman ought to know.
 * Jeanne Bourgeois Mistinguett

 * Everybody winds up kissing the wrong person goodnight.
 * Andy Warhol

 * Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
 * Bible, Song of Solomon, 1. 1

 * When I kiss you, I can taste your soul.
 * Carrie Latet

 * I married the first man I ever kissed. When I tell this to my children they just about throw up.
 * Barbara Bush

 * A kiss without a hug is like a flower without the fragrance.
 * Proverb

 * When I was a young man and never been kissed
 * I got to thinking over what I had missed
 * Got me a girl and I kissed her and then
 * Oh, Lord, I kissed her again
 * Oh..... kisses sweeter than wine
 * Oh..... kisses sweeter than wine
 * The Weavers; From their song Kisses Sweeter Than Wine

 * It was brief, swift, and then it was done. It was a professional job. I needed to be kissed, and I was kissed.
 * Uma Thurman (regarding her first kiss)

 * Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
 * By each let this be heard,
 * Some do it with a bitter look,
 * Some with a flattering word.
 * The coward does it with a kiss,
 * The brave man with a sword!
 * Oscar Wilde

 * A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.
 * Rupert Brooke

 * We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine.
 * Eduardo Galeano

 * Then she really started to cry, and the next thing I knew, I was kissing her all over.
 * J D Salinger The Catcher in the Rye, Holden Caulfield in Chapter 11.

 * A man snatches the first kiss, pleads for the second, demands the third, takes the fourth, accepts the fifth - and endures all the rest.
 * Helen Rowland

 * Auugh! I've been kissed by a dog! I have dog germs! Get some hot water! Get some disinfectant! Get some iodine!
 * Charles Schulz; Lucy Van Pelt in Peanuts

 * The first kiss is stolen by the man; the last is begged by the woman.
 * Henry Louis Mencken

 * Women still remember the first kiss after men have forgotten the last.
 * Remy de Gourmont

 * Alcohol is like love. The first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you take the girl's clothes off.
 * Raymond Chandler

 * How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.
 * William Butler Yeats

 * The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.
 * Emil Ludwig

 * I kissed my first girl and smoked my first cigarette on the same day. I haven't had time for tobacco since.
 * Arturo Toscanini

 * The mother's first kiss teaches the child love; the first holy kiss of the woman he loves teaches man hope and faith in life.
 * Giuseppe Mazzini

 * First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
 * Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 * Is not a kiss the very autograph of love?
 * Henry Finck

 * A kiss, when all is said, what is it? A rosy dot placed on the "i" in loving; 'Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear.
 * Edmond Rostand

 * Kissing is a means of getting two people so close together that they can't see anything wrong with each other.
 * Rene Yasenek

 * How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
 * Victor Hugo

 * Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
 * Percy Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound

 * A kiss that speaks volumes is seldom a first edition.
 * Clare Whiting

 * I am in favor of preserving the French habit of kissing ladies' hands - after all, one must start somewhere.
 * Sacha Guitry

 * Always kiss your children goodnight, even if they're already asleep.|
 * H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

 * kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
 * E.E. Cummings

 * Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss.
 * Robert Burns

 * 'Twas not my lips you kissed But my soul
 * Judy Garland

 * What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
 * Robert Browning,A Toccata of Galuppi's

 * Once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul thro' My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
 * Alfred Lord Tennyson

 * Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed.
 * William Shakespeare, Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music, IV

 * What lies lurk in kisses.
 * Heinrich Heine

 * The soul that can speak through the eyes can also kiss with a gaze.
 * Gustavo Adolfo Becquer

 * "May I print a kiss on your lips?" I said, And she nodded her full permission: So we went to press and I rather guess We printed a full edition.
 * Joseph Lilientha

 * A kiss seals two souls for a moment in time.
 * Levende Waters

 * See! the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea: - What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me?
 * Percy Bysshe Shelley, Love's Philosophy

 * Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smile again.
 * Brete Harte

 * The only thing worth stealing is a kiss from a sleeping child.
 * Joe Houldsworth

 * Kisses kept are wasted; Love is to be tasted. There are some you love, I know; Be not loathe to tell them so. Lips go dry and eyes grow wet Waiting to be warmly met. Keep them not in waiting yet; Kisses kept are wasted.
 * Edmund Vance Cooke

 * The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
 * Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., The Professor at the Breakfast-Table

 * Lips that taste of tears, they say, Are the best for kissing.
 * Dorothy Parker

 * Her lips on his could tell him better than all her stumbling words.
 * Margaret Mitchell

 * Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in. Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me; Say I'm growing old, but add Jenny kissed me.
 * Leigh Hunt; Jenny Kissed Me

 * A man's kiss is his signature.
 * Mae West

 * Kiss: love professed through lips.
 * Scarlett Bene

 * Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
 * William Shakespeare

 * A man had given all other bliss, And all his worldly worth for this, To waste his whole heart in one kiss Upon her perfect lips.
 * Alfred, Lord Tennyson

 * Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one's breath.
 * Eve Glicksman

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User:Byj2000

See my user page at the Spanish Wikipedia.

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Angel Heart

Angel Heart is a 1987 film about a private detective who is hired by a man who calls himself Louis Cyphre to track down a singer called Johnny Favorite.
 * Directed and written by Alan Parker, based on the novel Falling Angel by William Hjortsberg.

It will scare you to your very soul. (taglines)

Louis Cyphre

 * Alas... how terrible is wisdom when it brings no profit to the wise, Johnny?
 * You know what they say about slugs. They always leave slime in their tracks.
 * The flesh is weak, Johnny. Only the soul is immortal. [darkly] And yours belongs to ME [eyes chillingly shine yellow].
 * They say there's just enough religion in the world to make men hate one another, but not enough to make them love.
 * No matter how cleverly you sneak up on a mirror, your reflection always looks you straight in the eye.

Dialogue

 * Louis Cyphre: Are you an atheist?
 * Harry Angel: Yeah, I'm from Brooklyn.

 * Harry Angel: How did he die?
 * Cop: Technically? Asphyxiation by his own genitalia.
 * Harry Angel: And not so technically?
 * Cop: Somebody cut his dick off, stuffed it in his mouth and choked him to death.

 * Louis Cyphre: Some religions think that the egg is the symbol of the soul, did you know that?
 * Harry Angel: No I didn't know that.
 * Louis Cyphre: Would you like an egg?
 * Harry Angel: No, thank you. I got a thing about chickens. [Sees Cyphre crunching an egg]

 * Harry Angel: What's your name?
 * Epiphany Proudfoot: Epiphany Proudfoot.
 * Harry Angel: Your mother left you a very beautiful name, Epiphany.
 * Epiphany Proudfoot: Not much else.

 * Harry Angel: She was doing my chart. I gave her Johnny's birthdate, February 14th. Except someone got to her and took out their own Valentine card. They split her open, and they cut out her heart. I guess she couldn't predict the future for herself.
 * Louis Cyphre: The future isn't what it used to be Mr. Angel.

 * Harry Angel: "Louis Cyphre"... "Lucifer". Even your NAME is a dime store joke.
 * Louis Cyphre: "Mephistopheles" is SUCH a mouthful in Manhattan, Johnny.

 * Cop: You're going to burn for this, Angel.
 * Harry Angel: I know. In hell. [Sees his grandson's eyes glowing]

Taglines

 * It will scare you to your very soul.
 * Harry Angel is searching for the truth... Pray he doesn't find it.
 * Harry Angel has been hired to search for the truth... Pray he doesn't find it.
 * Nothing can prepare you for the ending of Angel Heart.

Cast

 * Mickey Rourke - Harry Angel
 * Robert De Niro - Louis Cyphre
 * Lisa Bonet - Epiphany Proudfoot
 * Charlotte Rampling - Margaret Krusemark
 * Stocker Fontelieu - Ethan Krusemark
 * Brownie McGhee - Toots Sweet
 * Michael Higgins - Dr. Albert Fowler
 * Elizabeth Whitcraft - Connie

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Richard D'Oyly Carte

Richard D'Oyly Carte (May 3, 1844 – April 3, 1901) was a London theatrical impresario during the latter half of the nineteenth century. Although an amateur composer in his own right, he is best known for producing the comic operettas of Gilbert and Sullivan.

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 * Queen Victoria - I thought gags were things that were put by authority into people's mouths. D'Oyly Carte - These gags, your Majesty, are things that people put into their own mouths without authority
 * Conversation with Queen Victoria after a Royal Command performance of The Gondoliers in March 1891, the 'gags' in question are ad libs added by the actors during the performance
 * Quoted in The Complete Annotated Gilbert and Sullivan, Ian Bradley, OUP, 1996. Originally found in the magazine The Era

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Swordfish

Swordfish is a 2001 film in which the world's most dangerous spy is hired by the CIA to coerce a computer hacker recently released from prison to help steal billions in unused government funds.
 * Directed by Dominic Sena. Written by Skip Woods.

Log on. Hack in. Go anywhere. Steal everything.taglines

Gabriel

 * You know what the problem with Hollywood is? They make shit. Unbelievable, unremarkable shit. Now I'm not some grungy wannabe filmmaker that's searching for existentialism through a haze of bong smoke or something. No, it's easy to pick apart bad acting, short-sighted directing, and a purely moronic stringing together of words that many of the studios term as "prose". No, I'm talking about the lack of realism. Realism; not a pervasive element in today's modern American cinematic vision. Take Dog Day Afternoon, for example. Arguably Pacino's best work, short of Scarface and Godfather Part 1, of course. Masterpiece of directing, easily Lumet's best. The cinematography, the acting, the screenplay, all top-notch. But... they didn't push the envelope. Now what if in Dog Day, Sonny REALLY wanted to get away with it? What if - now here's the tricky part - what if he started killing hostages right away? No mercy, no quarter. "Meet our demands or the pretty blonde in the bellbottoms gets it the back of the head." Bam, splat! What, still no bus? Come on! How many innocent victims splattered across a window would it take to have the city reverse its policy on hostage situations? And this is 1976; there's no CNN, there's no CNBC, there's no internet! Now fast forward to today, present time, same situation. How quickly would the modern media make a frenzy over this? In a matter of hours, it'd be biggest story from Boston to Budapest! Ten hostages die, twenty, thirty; bam bam, right after another, all caught in high-def, computer-enhanced, color corrected. You can practically taste the brain matter. All for what? A bus, a plane? A couple of million dollars that's federally insured? I don't think so. Just a thought. I mean, it's not within the realm of conventional cinema... but what if?
 * I have been told that the best crackers in the world can do this under 60 minutes but unfortunately I need someone who can do this under 60 seconds.
 * It's kinda like masturbation without the payoff.

Other

 * Stanley: Nothing is impossible.
 * Axel Torvalds: He exists in a world beyond your world. What we only fantasize, he does. He lives a life where nothing is beyond him. But you know what? It's all a facade. For all his charm and charisma, his wealth, his expensive toys... he's a driven, unflinching, calculating machine. He takes what he wants, when he wants... and disappears.
 * Ginger: Surprised that a girl with an IQ over seventy can give you a hard on?

Dialogue

 * Gabriel: Stanley, I'm about to do something that is against my better judgement. I'm going to tell you who I am.
 * Stanley: Don't bother. I already know who you are.
 * Gabriel: Really? You see I think that you think I'm a bank robber. But that's not the truth. The truth is I'm just like you.
 * Stanley: You're a murderer.
 * Gabriel: Indeed I am and worse, much worse.

 * Stanley: It's not gonna end like this.
 * Gabriel: Oh, come on, Stan. Not everything ends the way you think it should. Besides, audiences love happy endings.

 * Gabriel: Have you ever heard of Harry Houdini? Well he wasn't like today's magicians who are only interested in television ratings. He was an artist. He could make an elephant disappear in the middle of a theater filled with people, and do you know how he did that? Misdirection.
 * Stanley: What the fuck are you talking about?
 * Gabriel: Misdirection. What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes.

 * Stanley: And you are?
 * Ginger: I'm Ginger.
 * Stanley: Where's Gilligan?

 * Ginger: You're not too good at this golf thing, are you, Stan?
 * Stanley: You're fucking up my chi.

 * Stanley: War? Who are we at war with?
 * Gabriel: Anyone who impinges on America's freedom. Terrorist states, Stanley. Someone must bring their war to them. They bomb a church, we bomb 10. They hijack a plane, we take out an airport. They execute American tourist, we tactically nuke an entire city. Our job is to make terrorism so horrific that is becomes unthinkable to attack Americans.

 * Roberts: How do I find this guy?
 * Axel Torvalds: You don't find him; he finds you.

 * Stanley: What are you still doing here? Look, I'm beginning to lose my sense of humor about all this.
 * Ginger: Ok, then I'll cut to the chase. If you want a chance in hell at getting your daughter back you better listen up. Unless of course, you want to stay here, in this loser existence, while your daughter grows up to be a fluffer in her new daddy's videos.
 * Stanley: Do me the courtesy of not confusing your own childhood with my daughter's.

 * Gabriel: Big Stan! Nice suit.
 * Stanley: Thanks.
 * Gabriel: They say it's the suit that makes the man.
 * Stanley: Buy it?
 * Gabriel: Hope not!

 * Ginger: You know, you should really have let me buy you a suit, Stanley.
 * Stanley: I'm happy with what I'm wearing, thank you.
 * Ginger: Ignorance is bliss.

 * Marco: [looks at Stanley while packing away a rocket launcher] What?
 * [pauses then looks to a hostage]
 * Marco: I know what you're thinking. You're thinking: If that launcher was a suppository, would that bad man stick it up my ass? Well, you eyeball me once more boy,
 * [puts a handgun to the hostage's head]
 * Marco: and i'll stick it so far up your ass you'll be begging me for this bullet.

 * Gabriel: Twenty. [looks at Ginger] She dying Stanley.
 * Stanley: Shut the FUCK up!

 * [Stanley is going to drive Gabriel's car during a shoot-out with the police]
 * Stanley: I can't drive this thing!
 * Gabriel: Learn!

 * Stanley: How can you justify all this?
 * Gabriel: You're not looking at the big picture Stan. Here's a scenario. You have the power to cure all the world's diseases but the price for this is that you must kill a single innocent child, could you kill that child Stanley?
 * Stanley: No.
 * Gabriel: You disappoint me, it's the greatest good.
 * Stanley: Well how about 10 innocents?
 * Gabriel: Now you're gettin' it, how about a hundred - how about a THOUSAND? Not to save the world but to preserve our way of life.
 * Stanley: No man has the right to make that decision; you're no different from any other terrorist.
 * Gabriel: No, you're wrong Stanley. Thousands die every day for no reason at all, where's your bleeding heart for them? You give your twenty dollars to Greenpeace every year thinking you're changing the world? What countries will harbor terrorists when they realize the consequences of what I'll do? Did you know that I can buy nuclear warheads in Minsk for forty million each? Hell, I'd buy half a dozen and even get a discount!

 * Gabriel: You tried to kill me. You've misplaced your loyalty, Senator, you've sold out America.  Patriotism does not have a four-year shelf-life, but unfortunately politicians do.  [Gabriel pulls out a gun]
 * Senator Reisman: Now what are you gonna do with that?
 * Gabriel: Thomas Jefferson once shot a man on the White House lawn for treason.
 * Senator Reisman: Now hold the phone, Thomas Jefferson... (Gabriel shoots the Senator)

Taglines

 * Log on. Hack in. Go anywhere. Steal everything.
 * Once you know the password you can go anywhere.
 * Log In. Log Out. Leg It!
 * Password Accepted
 * Log On. Hack In. Go Anywhere. Get Everything.

Cast

 * John Travolta — Gabriel Shear
 * Hugh Jackman — Stanley Jobson
 * Halle Berry — Ginger Knowles
 * Don Cheadle — Agent J.T. Roberts
 * Sam Shepard — Senator James Reisman
 * Vinnie Jones — Marco

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Barbara Drake

Barbara Drake (October 3 1876 – July 19 1963) was a member of the Fabian Society, an author, and a trade unionist.

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 * Men trade unionists are accused of sex privilege and prejudice … A belief in the divine right of every man to his job is not peculiar to kings and capitalists, and men in organised trades are not disposed to share these advantages with a host of women competitors.
 * Women in Trade Unions (1920)

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User:Jesussaves~enwikiquote

Hi! I discovered wikiquote while on Wikipedia! I love reading, playing piano, and watching my two favorite shows, The Suite Life of Zack & Cody and Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. My favorite movies are all of the episodes of the Star Wars Saga and all three of The Lord of the Rings Trilogy.

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Planescape: Torment

Planescape: Torment is a 1999 computer role-playing game (CRPG) which takes place in the Advanced Dungeons & Dragons Planescape campaign setting. It differs from similar CRPGs by placing an emphasis on conversation and storyline, as opposed to an emphasis on combat.

The Nameless One

 * (After hearing Morte read the tattoos on his back) No wonder my back hurts; there's a damn novel written on it.

 * Updated my journal. (Quest log update)

 * Um... has anyone seen a floating sarcastic skull around here?

 * Stow it, Morte.

 * Another comment like that, and you'll be wearing your ass as a hat.

 * I wonder what it was I said that made Death reject me.

 * One foot in the grave, the other in Hell.

 * No good comes of evil roots, I fear.

 * It insults the dead when you treat life carelessly.

 * If there is anything I have learned in my travels across the Planes, it is that many things may change the nature of a man. Whether regret, or love, or revenge or fear - whatever you believe can change the nature of a man, can. I’ve seen belief move cities, make men stave off death, and turn an evil hag's heart half-circle. This entire Fortress has been constructed from belief. Belief damned a woman, whose heart clung to the hope that another loved her when he did not. Once, it made a man seek immortality and achieve it. And it has made a posturing spirit think it is something more than a part of me.

 * I HAVE COMMITTED MANY CRIMES ACROSS MANY LIFETIMES. I GO NOW TO A PLACE OF PUNISHMENT. YOU CANNOT COME WITH ME.

 * Fear names. Names have power in identity. Others can use names as weapons. Names are a hook that can be used to track you across the planes. Remain nameless, and you shall be safe. I am the Nameless One.

 * You have been divided. You are one of many men. You bear many names, and each has left their scars on your flesh.

 * What little life there is in the world is draining out this hole in my body. The world can burn, the planes can burn, just give me life! I will destroy this life so badly, break it, smash it, and stain it in blood and feces, so you cannot live it either! Let all creation burn for I cannot die!

 * I suspect that we will continue to die and be reborn until we finally get our life right. I do not know what we have to do to bring that about, though. And therein lies the frustration.

 * At what point does the I get separated from the we? At what point am I freed of the shackles of the actions of these other incarnations? At what point am I allowed to be me, without the weight of these past lives?

Dak'kon

 * Hail, traveler. Your eyes have the weight of someone who has traveled far to be in this place.

 * Your reasons for your incessant clicking are not known to me.

 * Strength lies in knowing oneself.

 * I may be bested in battle, but I shall never be defeated.

 * Endure. In enduring, grow strong.

 * There cannot be two skies!

 * It was known to me that you would return; is it your will that our two paths be one?

 * Steel marks flesh, but flesh cannot mark steel.

 * A divided mind is an unfocused mind. A divided mind fractures walls and weakens stone. Many divided minds may destroy a city.

 * All things, whether structure or flesh — their existence is defined by their knowing of themselves.

 * When a mind does not know itself, it is flawed. When a mind is flawed, the man is flawed. When a man is flawed, that which he touches is flawed. It is said that what a flawed man sees, his hands make broken.

 * The city [Sigil] exists in opposition to itself. It has set itself apart from the planes, yet it seeks to be everywhere at once. Its walls are doors, yet it keeps these doors locked. Such an existence tells of a thing that does not know itself. In not knowing itself, it is flawed.

 * Your path is mine.

 * Know that when death comes for you, know that I shall meet its blade with mine. Know that when all dies around you, know I shall live for your sake.

 * I have been here before. This time I shall never leave.

 * Balance in All Things.

 * In knowing the teachings of Zerthimon, I have become stronger. [Level up]

 * As I fell from the walls of Shra'kt'lor, know that my self was broken. My blade was mist, my mind divided. I was adrift upon Limbo’s seas, and I wished to drown. I died for days, my mind awash in division, when death finally came to me. It wore your skin, and it had your voice.

Annah

 * Looks like the Dusties lost one of their deaders! (upon first seeing the Nameless One)

 * Pike off.

 * Yeh ever get the feeling yeh're bein' watched? Yeh are.

 * If yeh keep bobbin' about, skull, I'll mount yeh on the end of a pike!

 * Yeh like me wee tail? I could wag it for yeh.

 * Get yer eyes off my arse!

 * Aye, now what yeh be wantin' to know about me for? Are yeh jest bored? It's not some grand tale, it isn't, so if yeh're expecting some epic yeh'd best go rattle yer bone-box at someone else, jig?

 * Feelin' for others'll just get yeh stabbed in places that don't heal.

 * A trinket won't save yeh from fate's hand. If the stains on yer soul are black enough, no amount o' washing will get 'em out.

Fall-From-Grace

 * I'm afraid that if you were to remove that... I would be naked. [When trying to remove her bodice]

 * I must confess that Nordom is the cutest little rogue modron I've ever encountered!

 * A ring without a proposal? How improper! [When given a left ring]

 * Oh! Does this mean we are engaged? [When given a right ring]

 * Simple minds, simple pleasures... [When being clicked repeatedly]

 * Time is not your enemy. Forever is.

 * So, you are the spider that lies in the center of it all.

 * My heart is neither black nor do I fear for my life.

 * I believe there is a truth to the multiverse... even if that truth is that there is no truth at all. I believe that the Planes are meant to be experienced, and the more one experiences, in traveling, in joy, in pain, in merriment or in suffering, the more the multiverse reveals itself to you... And the more you are revealed to yourself.

Morte

 * Hey Chief, you okay? You playin' corpse or you puttin' the blinds on the Dusties? I thought you were a deader for sure.

 * I'm Morte. Like Latin... for Death.

 * I am both happy and completely miserable, without the happy part!

 * I know more than you, you staggering, guttural amnesiac! ‘Sides, here’s three more bits of knowledge to rattle around in that empty brain-box of yours: one, there are NO experts on the Planes, two, I'm the closest thing to one you’re going to find, and three, treat me with some respect. Why? See the second reason.

 * Women were the reason I became a monk - and, ah, the reason I switched back...

 * What's eatin' you Chief?

 * We should get some female zombies to join our party, right Chief?

 * Come on! Let's shake a leg... I mean - YOU shake a leg...

 * Oh sure. I'll just... swing it with my arms! [When trying to equip him with a weapon other than teeth]

 * Unless you've suddenly become a dentist, hands off! [When trying to take his teeth]

 * You know, if I could click you, you wouldn’t know a moment’s peace!

 * Flies wouldn't even land on your carcass! [Litany of Curses]

 * You have a face only sledgehammer could love... AND HAS! [Litany of Curses]

 * Graaaace... you wanna put ME in your inventory?

 * Graaaace... I need your sensory touch!

 * You know, it wouldn't kill you to say a few words to me, fiendling... or hug me... or KISS me! [To Annah]

 * Chief, we're being followed! Just look natural - uh... casual.

 * This place is locked up tighter than a chastity belt!

 * I-I feel like I'm in a cuckoo clock...a cuckoo-cuckoo clock! [In the Modron Maze]

 * This is the worst place we could be in Sigil at the worst possible time.

 * I'd just like to interject here and point out that I'm not going to say anything to spoil the mood, chief. I'll just float here and watch. Don't mind me, just sitting here, floating and watching, that's me. [Interjecting a moment between Annah and the Nameless One]

 * Alas, poor Dak'kon, I knew him well. [When Dak'kon dies]

 * How many times must this fool die? [When the Nameless One dies]

 * Talk about beatin' a dead horse! [When the Nameless One dies]

 * Looks like that beauty sleep didn't help YOU any! [When the Nameless One dies]

 * Well, looks like another trip to the Mortuary... [When the Nameless One dies]

And that's supposed to be an incentive? We get to do this all *again*? Gee, I can't wait to be a floating skull all over again. Whee! Pike him. What a tard. Spoken just like someone who hasn't died before, huh?
 * (When told by a philosopher that life does not end in death, but that one merely embarks on a new life)

Nordom

 * Not sorries. Null sorries. Gratitudes! Indentification of self comprosized by doubtings + mullings + analysis.

 * Real-eye-zation reached: Nordom null know name of addressee. Indemify yourself.

 * Absence of Name = Absence of Identity = Absence of Purpose = Absence of Place in Multiverse = Null State = Loss. Nordom existed in State, Null, until Subject (Unidentified, Nameless) attached identity to Nordom. Null Identity, Null Purpose, Null Place equates to ‘Loss.’

 * Query: May these ones join you on your gurney?

 * I think, therefore I am... I think.

 * Sense of closure imminent.

 * I'm a little modron, short and stout.

 * The issue no longer equals total logic.

 * Define/Query: Mechanus. Plane of Order. Sense. Cause generates Effect. Predictable. Law. Logic. Regimented. Obedience. Gears turn.

 * Nordom and crossbows wish to go in search for trouble!

 * I sleep in a drawer.

 * Said desire will begin immediately.

 * I estimate that Fall-from-Grace would be 51% more effective as a modron. Give or take 5.2%.

 * I estimate Fall-from-Grace to be found attractive by the male sex of over 321423 separate species. Give or take 5.

Deionarra

 * This is what my eyes see, my Love, unfettered by the shackles of time… You shall meet enemies three, but none more dangerous than yourself in your full glory. They are shades of evil, of good, and of neutrality given life and twisted by the laws of the planes. You shall come to a prison built of regrets and sorrow, where the shadows themselves have gone mad. There you will be asked to make a terrible sacrifice, my Love. For the matter to be laid to rest, you must destroy that which keeps you alive and be immortal no longer.

 * You must die... While you still can. The circle must come to a close my love.

 * I shall wait for you in Death's Halls my love...

 * Touch my hand, and the walls of this Fortress shall be walls no more.

Ravel Puzzlewell

 * There is no room for "2" in the world of 1's and 0's, no place for "mayhap" in a house of trues and falses, and no "green with envy" in a black-and-white world.

 * Lead is not easily a-changed to gold, but it is possible, thought the unwise... un-whys? ...Ravel. If water can be drawn from blood, mortality can be taken from a mortal, peeled back like a sticky film....

 * The past is past, and histories care little for a-speaking the truth of it.

 * All people love themselves too much to be changed by something as simple as love.

 * I am but a woman who has sorely... soarly? Soarly missed her beloved creation. Some have named me crone, gray lady, Yaga sister, night hag -- but MYSELF is my name, Ravel, Ravel who puzzles well, providing conundrums to decipher and laying impossibilities low.

 * I have forgotten more of the Art than you shall... EVER... KNOW.

 * It is a cruel, jagged world beyond the edges of this maze, and Ravel has pulled enough of its shards from her skin.

 * You have forgotten your PLACE, HALF-man. Humility is in order.

 * The *tiefling*. The FIERY one. No choice. At. All. When you *feel* instead of *think*, there is little room for choice.

 * A thousand deaths, and you recover from each. Not so the mind, the mind is much more fragile. Its scars run deep and do not heal. The brain is encased in a hard bone shell, difficult to breach, but with no defense against that which eats at it from within.

 * *Rattle-rattle* goes the hollow man, a baby's plaything, with naught but a tiny stone that a-clatters and clacks in your frame.

 * What can change the nature of a man?
 * The question is also asked by others in the game, but was originally asked by Ravel.

Coaxmetal

 * START WITH A FRAGMENT OF THE ENEMY. A DROP OF BLOOD. A CRYSTALLIZED THOUGHT. ONE OF THEIR HOPES. ALL OF THESE THINGS TELL THE WAY IT CAN DIE.

 * METAL IS LIKE FLESH. BOTH CARRY POTENTIAL IN THEIR VEINS. WHEN TEMPERED WITH HEAT AND PRESSURE, THE POTENTIAL SURFACES.

 * ENTROPY HAS UNMADE THEM.

 * IMMORTALITY IS ONLY A WORD. ALL THAT EXISTS CAN DIE. EVERY LIVING THING HAS A WEAPON AGAINST WHICH IT HAS NO DEFENSE. TIME. DISEASE. IRON. GUILT.

 * I AM IRON GIVEN PURPOSE. I FORGE THE WEAPONS BY WHICH THE MULTIVERSE WILL BE UNMADE.

 * THE MULTIVERSE BREATHES. IT GROWS. IT STAGNATES. IT FORGES ITS CHAINS AROUND THE PLANES LINK BY LINK. IN TIME, EVEN ENTROPY MAY BE CHAINED.

 * WHEN A THING SEALS ITSELF AGAINST ITS OWN DESTRUCTION, IT MERELY DIES A DIFFERENT DEATH.

 * IF THE ENEMY DOES NOT WISH TO CONFRONT YOU DIRECTLY, DENY ITS WISH. TAKE THE BATTLE TO THE ENEMY. IF IT IS NOT ALLOWED TO CONFRONT YOU DIRECTLY, FIND THE REASON. THE REASON WILL REVEAL A WEAKNESS.

 * ALL THINGS HAVE A COMMON GROUND IN DECAY. WAR IS NECESSARY. DEATH IS NECESSARY. DECAY IS NECESSARY.

 * THERE ARE NO LIMITS. LIMITS ARE ONE OF THE LINKS IN THE CHAIN OF ORDER. LIMITS MUST BE SHATTERED.

 * ALL MUST FALL UPON ENTROPY'S BLADE. THE TIME NEARS WHEN IT WILL BE NECESSARY TO BREACH THE WALLS OF CREATION. ORDER WILL BE PUT TO THE SWORD. ITS CHAINS WILL BE BROKEN. THE MULTIVERSE WILL BE UNMADE.

Ignus

 * Yesss, Long have I slept, dreams of flamesss. I am yoursss till death comesss for usss both!

 * Ignus hears you.

 * What do you wish of Ignus?

 * Ignus wishes to BURN.

 * When the Planessss burnnnn and all life is but torchesss, then Ignusss ssshall at lassst... be at peace.

 * RI-KA-SHA!

 * One day, Ignus will kill you all.

 * You are naught but tallow for my flamessssss...

Vhailor

 * I have AWAKENED. I am VHAILOR.

 * I am Vhailor. I am a Mercykiller. I am justice. It is my past. It is my present. It is my future.

 * Mercy is for the weak. Punishment breaks souls and makes them worthy of service to their superiors. When the number of martyrs is great enough, rebellion crumbles.

 * There is only one truth in the multiverse. The multiverse shall be sharpened upon the blade of justice. With justice as its whetstone, the multiverse shall achieve perfection.

 * All who are guilty shall be punished. I shall not rest until the sentences of the condemned have been carried out.

 * Know the eye of the Mercykillers WATCH you!

 * Justice is not blind... for I am Her eyes!

 * Mercy is a shield used by the weak!

 * While we await, mercy and evil seep into the hearts of more victims!

 * You will not escape my axe again!

 * Your crimes cry out for justice!

 * Perfection through punishment.

 * Let my words carry you: JUSTICE is a TEACHER. In your PUNISHMENT, gain STRENGTH. Through your PUNISHMENT, achieve PERFECTION.

 * He no longer LIVES. He only EXISTS. It is not the SAME. (when speaking of Ignus)

 * JUSTICE shall be served. You shall FALL beneath my blade, immortal, even if I have to stand over your struggling remains for ETERNITY. (when he discovers the true identity of The Nameless One)

Trias the Betrayer

 * A Man's mortality is a compass that points his way in life.

 * I will not be judged by you mortal; not when you have lived the lives you have. Let me tell you of Betrayal: betrayal is cowardice... selling weapons to your adversaries out of fear that they might stop killing each other and turn upon you. Betrayal is refusing to lead by example. Betrayal is letting the Fiends run rampant through the Planes until evil has corrupted all hearts.

 * How is it that you believe that you have earned the right to any truths in this life or the next? Such arrogance.

 * There are many definitions of betrayal. One must live long enough to experience them all. Even your life, were it not fraught with forgetfulness, does not have the range of centuries necessary to appreciate them. Such a betrayal is no betrayal at all.

 * All the balefire and hate in all the hells can not compare with the wrath of a father's anger.

 * What is it you wish of me, mortal? Speak your mind and leave me to my memories of paradise.

 * Why are you so surprised? You have wandered in great circles across the planes in these countless lives you have lived. Such symmetry. Such futility. Go now, back to where it began. Go back, and die.

 * I curse you to lives without meaning. May you suffer in your perpetual pain-filled shell and never hold on to the memories of the pleasure of light and love. What little of your humanity remains shall be the death of you, mortal.

The Pillar Of Skulls

 * Meaning and death is what you seek... Two separate things they are for a normal man. But for you... one and the same.

The Transcendent One

 * THE WEAK SUFFER. I ENDURE.

 * I AM THAT WHICH WALKS WITH ALL LIFE. MY VOICE IS A DEATH RATTLE, A LAST BREATH IN THE THROAT, THE WHISPER OF A DYING MAN.

 * YOU ARE UNWELCOME HERE, BROKEN ONE.

 * I SHALL BREAK YOU A THOUSAND TIMES, THEN BUILD YOU ANEW... SO THAT YOU MIGHT DIE ANOTHER DEATH.

 * I WILL SHATTER EVERY BONE IN YOUR BODY, RESET THEM INTO PAINFUL ANGLES, THEN LET YOUR FLESH HEAL AGAIN. YOU SHALL BE MY... TOY.

 * I CAN FORGE PLANES WITH MY POWER! I CAN UNMAKE YOU!

 * SO YOU HAVE COME. THEN YOU SHALL DIE AGAIN.

 * ARE THEY DEAD? YES. UNLIKE YOU THEY HAVE BUT ONE LIFE... AND THEY WASTED IT FOR YOUR SAKE.

 * NO. THAT IS NO LONGER POSSIBLE. I HAVE ENDED THE LIVES OF ALL WHO HAVE GUIDED YOU TO THIS PLACE. THE NIGHT HAG THAT CURSED US. THE ANGEL WHO SHIELDS HIMSELF WITH GOLDEN LIES. SOON THE FIEND WHO AIDED YOU WILL DIE ASWELL, YOU'VE LED ME TO ALL OF THEM! YOU HAVE ALLOWED ME TO HIDE MY PRESENCE. FOREVER.

 * THERE IS NO ONE LEFT IN ALL OF EXISTENCE WHO CAN TELL YOU HOW TO REACH ME. THIS SHALL BE THE LAST TIME YOU TRESPASS IN THESE HALLS.

 * ASK YOUR QUESTIONS. BUT KNOW YOU SHALL NEVER REMEMBER THE ANSWERS.

 * A NAME IS A CLOAK OF LETTERS THROWN UPON A MAN. IT MEANS NOTHING.

 * THEN THIS IS MY ANSWER AND YOU ARE THE PROOF: NOTHING CAN CHANGE THE NATURE OF A MAN.

Other

 * You truly know very little, about very little. Have you bashed your head against every rock that has fallen from the Mountain of Ignorance?
 * Lothar, Master of the Bones

 * I'll bet ye've got all sorts o' barmy questions! (She mimics your heroic stance) Greetin's, I have some questions... can ye tell me about this place? Who's the Lady o' Pain? I'm lookin' fer the magic Girdle of Swank Iron, have ye seen it? Do ye know where a portal ta the 2,817th Plane o' the Abyss might be? Do ye know where the Holy Flamin' Frost-Brand Gronk-Slayin' Vorpal Hammer o' Woundin' an' Returnin' an' Shootin'-Lightnin'-Out-Yer-Bum is?
 * Elderly Hive Dweller

 * They do not possess the true fire. They speak of creation and they boast of their potential but they do not create anything beyond the mundane. Their imagination is poor, obsessed with the small details. A true Dreamer, I say, creates a grand scheme and then concentrates on the details. Starting with the details is for the ants of the imagination - the small insects who aspire only to be fed.
 * Nihl Xander, Godsmen Engineer

 * Then you are blessed, blessed. Remain nameless, and you shall be as a spirit on the planes, untraceable, untrackable, unseen, undiscovered... A name chosen, a name given... it allows others to find you and hurt you.
 * Reekwind

 * You are silvered glass that has cracked and the pieces scattered across history.
 * Dodecahedron

 * You mortals are like wasps. You build your lives/nests from the slimmest of branches, and when the wind shakes your home/life free, you seek to sting the wind to death. Instead of realizing your foolish mistakes, attempting to repair the damage you have caused yourselves, and learning from your experience, you bring harm to any who have the misfortune to blunder near you in your time of pain and distress. My advice to you - and to all mortals: Stop acting like an insect and start acting sentient.
 * O, of divine alphabet

 * I've done my share and I've come to regret it. Now... If I could give you a free piece of advice it would be: Whatever you do in life, make sure you can forgive yourself.
 * Harlot

Unbroken Circle of Zerthimon

 * Know that we are the First People. Once all was chaos. The First People were thought drawn from chaos. When the First People came to know themselves, they were chaos no longer, and became flesh.
 * The first line of the Unbroken Circle.

 * Know that flesh cannot mark steel. Know that steel may mark flesh. In knowing this, Zerthimon became free.
 * The first line of the second circle.

 * A divided mind is one that does not know itself. When it is divided, it cleaves the body in two. When one has a single purpose, the body is strengthened. In knowing the self, grow strong.
 * The final line of the Unbroken Circle.

 * Strength lies in knowing oneself. I learned that once someone does not know themselves, they are lost. They become a tool for others.
 * The Nameless One, reflecting on the lesson of the first circle.

 * I learned that not knowing something can be a tool, just like flesh and steel, if upon encountering it, you attempt to know its nature and how it came to be.
 * The Nameless One, reflecting on the lesson of the second circle.

 * Endure. In enduring, grow strong.
 * The Nameless One, reflecting on the lesson of the third circle.

 * When one chooses to see only what is before them, they see only a part of the whole. They are blind. And just as Vilquar was blinded by his promised reward, so were the *illithids* blinded to the true Rising. For when they heard Vilquar's words, they turned their sight outwards again, didn't they? And the Rising was free to strike?
 * The Nameless One, reflecting on the lesson of the fourth circle.

 * There is great strength in numbers, but there is great power in one, for the strength of the will of one may gather numbers to it. There is strength not only in knowing the self, but knowing how to bring it forth in others.
 * The Nameless One, reflecting on the lesson of the fifth circle.

 * I know that Zerthimon's devotion to the People was such that he was willing to protect them from themselves. He knew the *illithids* had come not to know themselves in their obsession with control and domination. So he chose to stop Gith before she carried the People to their deaths. There must be balance in all things, or else the self will not hold.
 * The Nameless One, reflecting on the lesson of the sixth circle.

 * It speaks of time as an ally, not as an enemy. It says that patience can sharpen even the smallest of efforts into a weapon that can strike the heart of an empire. Your victories may be small, but over time, a greater victory may be achieved.
 * The Nameless One, reflecting on the lesson of the seventh circle.

 * It speaks of focus and discipline... about how not knowing oneself can physically divide the man. It also speaks of the weaknesses that division causes. It seems to me that it tells one to not only know themselves and take strength from that, but that your focus can reveal weaknesses in your enemy.
 * The Nameless One, reflecting on the lesson of the eighth circle.

Narrator

 * (on the opening of the Bronze Sphere) The sphere wrinkles in your hands, the skin of the sphere peeling away into tears and turning into a rain of bronze that encircles you. Each droplet, each fragment that enters you, you feel a new memory stirring, a lost love, a forgotten pain, an ache of loss - and with it, comes the great pressure of regret, regret of careless actions, the regret of suffering, regret of war, regret of death, and you feel your mind begin buckling from the pressure - so MUCH, all at once, so much damage done to others... so much so an entire FORTRESS may be built from such pain. And suddenly, through the torrent of regrets, you feel the first incarnation again. His hand, invisible and weightless, is upon your shoulder, steadying you. He doesn't speak, but with his touch, you suddenly remember your name. ...and it is such a simple thing, not at all what you thought it might be, and you feel yourself suddenly comforted. In knowing your name, your true name, you know that you have gained back perhaps the most important part of yourself. In knowing your name, you know yourself, and you know, now, there is very little you cannot do.

Conversations

 * Nordom: Attention, Morte. I have a question: do you have a destiny... a purpose?
 * Morte: Is Annah still wearing clothes?
 * Nordom: Affirmatory.
 * Morte: Then, the answer is yes.

 * Nordom: Attention, Fall-From-Grace. I wish to address your body.
 * Fall-From-Grace: I beg your pardon?
 * Nordom: Your body. Your form. Your reason for selecting it. Why?
 * Fall-From-Grace: Why..? I suppose I find it comforting. Besides, I rather like the wings.
 * Nordom: It would be more practical for you to assume the form of a modron. It is 13.27% more efficient; give or take +5.2%.
 * Fall-From-Grace: (gently flirting) Why, Nordom... are you trying to court me?
 * Nordom: It was not my intention to initiate legal action against you.

 * Nordom: (sharing his story with Yves) In the 13.7 Revolution, we were required to fix gear and cog subset 31 in the fifth ring of Mechanus. We removed the obstruction and the gear turned as per its normal speed. Upon completing our task, we were then returned to the Source.
 * Morte: What in the Hells was that, you stupid polygon?! That's the most boring story I ever heard!
 * Nordom: It was what took place. With embellishments, of course.
 * Morte: Embellishments?
 * Nordom: I thought the return to Source was a particularly fitting image to close the tale.

 * Fall-from-Grace: Morte, with a vocabulary like yours, you should spend some time at the brothel...
 * Morte: Hohoho! The gods are merciful!

 * Fall-from-Grace: Morte, I'm curious... what happened to your body?
 * Morte: It's a long story involving the Head of Vecna. I don't want to talk about it.
 * Fall-from-Grace: (Laughing) That was you?
 * Morte: Could we *please* change the subject?

 * The Nameless One: Can you speak?
 * Ecco: [She shakes her head at you and smiles sadly]
 * Morte: I love this chit already!

 * Fall-From-Grace: Morte, what are you again? I don't believe you ever said.
 * Morte: Me? I'm *le petit Morte*.

 * Nordom: Attention, Morte. Did you know I have six sides?
 * Morte: (sarcastic) I noticed. Why don't you go and share your insight with the Chief, huh?

 * Nordom: Annah, does your tail assist you in maintaining your balance?
 * Annah: (sarcastic) No, it's fer scratchin' me back, yeh soddin' box!
 * Nordom: Yes... that is quite logical.
 * Annah: (sighs)

 * Hive Dweller: (Referring to Morte) Oh, look! A floating skull!
 * Morte: Oh, look! A talking turd!

 * Fall-From-Grace: Your mastery of discipline is impressive Dak'kon.
 * Dak'kon: In the eyes of Zerthimon, I am nothing.
 * Fall-From-Grace: Surely, you are being too harsh on yourself?
 * Dak'kon: A long road must I still travel. This... is but the beginning.

 * Ravel Puzzlewell: Life swallowed you and spit you out!
 * Morte: It swallowed him, but I don't know if he came out of THAT end!

 * The Nameless One: Where can I find this angel?
 * Ravel Puzzlewell: In a-leaving this prison, to another cursed prison will you arrive... though it may not appear as such to casual glances. Step a-lightly, and find the golden link in the ever-shortening chain. The light shall give the dark of the matter, and new paths shall open to you.
 * The Nameless One: Delightfully cryptic... though not surprising. Thanks.

 * Vhailor: When the injustice is great enough, Justice will lend me the strength needed to correct it. None may stand against it. It will shatter every barrier, sunder any shield, tear through any enchantment and lend its servant the power to pass sentence. Know this: there is nothing on all the Planes that can stay the hand of justice when it is brought against them. It may unmake armies. It may sunder the thrones of gods. Know that for ALL who betray Justice, I am their fate... and fate carries an Executioner's Axe.
 * The Nameless One: I see.
 * Vhailor: No, you do NOT see. Pray you NEVER will.

 * Nordom: Plane: Negative Material. Location: Fortress of Regrets.
 * The Transcendent One: (entering scene) AH... THE ROGUE CONSTRUCT.
 * Nordom: Sense of closure: imminent.
 * The Transcendent One: SUBMIT.
 * Nordom: You intend to harm one who has aided Nordom at cost to himself. Nordom will attempt to stop you. Prospect of success: slight.
 * The Transcendent One: (casting) THE BODY IS A SHELL. INTENSE PRESSURE MAY FRACTURE IT. SHALL I CONTINUE?
 * Nordom: You intend to harm him. Nordom will stop you.
 * The Transcendent One: (casting) SO BE IT.

 * Fall-From-Grace: It is difficult to separate shadows from the darkness here. This is not a place meant for the living.
 * The Transcendent One: AH... THE TANAR'RI.
 * Fall-From-Grace: So, you are the spider that lies in the center of it all. I have many questions that you could answer. Your goals in this matter have not been entirely clear.
 * The Transcendent One: MY GOALS ARE NOT FOR YOU TO KNOW, FALLEN TANAR'RI. MY INDULGENCE IS ALL THAT KEEPS YOUR BLACK HEART BEATING IN YOUR CHEST; YOU MAY LEAVE WITH YOUR LIFE NOW... IF YOU WILL.
 * Fall-From-Grace: My heart is neither black nor do I fear for my life. My companions, my friends, are here in your Fortress. I shall not leave until we are rejoined and the man we follow has resolved this matter to a satisfactory conclusion.
 * The Transcendent One: THERE IS *NO* SATISFACTORY CONCLUSION TO THIS FOOL'S ERRAND. YOU WILL LEAVE THIS PLACE, AND YOU SHALL LEAVE YOUR UNDYING COMPANION HERE. FEAR NOT FOR HIS LIFE. THE ONLY PRICE HE SHALL PAY IS THE LOSS OF MEMORY.
 * Fall-From-Grace: As gracious as your offer is, I must refuse your offer to abandon my friends. As for the 'small' price he will pay at your hands, it is the equivalent of death to him. I have traveled with this man for some time, and there are many things I do not wish him to forget.
 * The Transcendent One: HE WILL FORGET. IT IS HIS FATE TO REMAIN IGNORANT. HE WILL FORGET YOU, TANAR'RI, JUST AS HE HAS FORGOTTEN ALL WHO HAVE WALKED THE PATH OF MISERY WITH HIM. HE EXISTS TO DIE, FORGET, AND DIE AGAIN. HE IS *NOTHING*.
 * Fall-From-Grace: That is *your* judgment. The fact remains that I do not wish him to forget me, nor all that he has struggled for to reach this place. He has suffered much, and I find my sympathies lie with him rather than the arrogant creature that postures before me and fights as a *coward* fights, preferring to kill from a distance where his opponent cannot reach him. You shall torment him no more.
 * The Transcendent One: TANAR'RI... PERHAPS YOU DOUBT MY POWERS HERE, IN THIS PLACE. A DEMONSTRATION MAY SILENCE YOUR DOUBT.
 * Fall-From-Grace: You have done enough harm - prepare yourself! (casting)
 * The Transcendent One: YOU ARE NOTHING. I CAN FORGE PLANES WITH MY POWER - I CAN UNMAKE YOU.

 * The Transcendent One: DOES HE REALLY MATTER TO YOU?
 * Annah: He matters MORE to me than life!
 * The Transcendent One: THEN... DIE.

 * The Nameless One: FALL-FROM-GRACE.
 * Fall-From-Grace: Your voice - so you have found yourself at last?
 * The Nameless One: YES. THE PRICE WAS... HIGH. THE COST WAS MANY LIFETIMES, MINE AND OTHERS.
 * Fall-From-Grace: The price of such thing is seldom measured in copper. Are you still...
 * The Nameless One: I AM STILL THE ONE YOU KNOW, BUT MY PERSPECTIVE HAS... CHANGED. I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOU, IF THAT IS YOUR FEAR.
 * Fall-From-Grace: No, that was not my fear.
 * The Nameless One: I CANNOT REMAIN HERE FOR MUCH LONGER. MY PUNISHMENT CALLS, AND FATE AND TIME SHALL SOON BE HERE. I WILL RETURN YOU TO SIGIL IF YOU WISH.
 * Fall-From-Grace: That is not my wish. I *will* find you again, no matter where in Lower Planes you will be - just as you shall be able to find me.
 * The Nameless One: IT MAY BE A LONG TIME. WHERE I AM BOUND, TIME IS NOT MEASURED IN YEARS, AND THE CRIMES I COMMITTED ARE STRONGER THAN ANY CAGE.
 * Fall-From-Grace: No cage shall separate us, and no Plane shall divide us. Keep thinking of me, and we shall meet again.
 * The Nameless One: I SHALL NOT FORGET ALL YOU SACRIFICED FOR ME.
 * Fall-From-Grace: Just do not forget me.
 * The Nameless One: TIME LAYS WASTE TO ALL THINGS. BUT I SHALL FIGHT IT AS LONG AS I CAN.
 * Fall-From-Grace: Time is not your enemy. Forever is.
 * The Nameless One: PERHAPS SO. FAREWELL, GRACE.

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Pancho Villa

Doroteo Arango Arámbula (5 June 1878 – 20 July 1923), better known as Francisco or "Pancho" Villa, was a Mexican Revolutionary general.

Quotes

 * Men will not forget that Pancho Villa was loyal to the cause of the people.
 * As quoted in Pancho Villa: Rebel of the Mexican Revolution (2006) by Mary Englar
 * The country must be governed by someone who really loves his people and his land, who shares wealth and progress. I have all that, only that I am ignorant. "
 * I, Pancho Villa, was a loyal man that destiny brought the world to fight for the good of the poor and that I will never betray nor forget my duty."
 * Companions of arms and lords. Do not believe that the one who is going to speak to them is a philosopher, I am a man of people, but you will understand that these men when they speak, speak with the heart.
 * I am not an educated man. I never had an opportunity to learn anything except how to fight..

Quotes about Villa

 * (Q: Did people in your family tell stories about their own lives?) Some of the stories had to do with animals. My father told about black ghost dogs, espantos, and Mamágrande Ramona told rabid coyote stories and stories of Pancho Villa coming across the border and raiding the pueblos.
 * Gloria E. Anzaldúa interview in Backtalk: women writers speak out by Donna Marie Perry (1993)

 * The brutality and uncouthness of many of the revolutionary leaders has not prevented them from becoming popular myths. Villa still gallops through the north, in songs and ballads; Zapata dies at every popular fair. … It is the Revolution, the magical word, the word that is going to change everything, that is going to bring us immense delight and a quick death.
 * Octavio Paz, as quoted in Staging Politics in Mexico: The Road to Neoliberalism (2004) by Stuart Alexander Day, p. 38

 * Tengo el deber de informarle que Pancho Villa se encuentra en todas partes y en ninguna a la vez.
 * I have the duty to inform you that Pancho Villa is everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
 * A report from an officer in Venustiano Carranza's army, mentioned in the book ¡Vamonos con Pancho Villa! (2007) by Rafael Muñoz.

 * Hated by thousands and loved by millions.
 * Richard Grant, as quoted in Bandit Roads: Into the Lawless Heart of Mexico, (2009)
 * Also in the north were tough, mounted guerrilla fighters—bandits who took up the cause of the revolution, in some cases as paid mercenaries. The most brilliant of these was Pancho Villa. Villa was the only revolutionary leader to get good American press. Even Madero was criticized bitterly for suggesting a minuscule tax on the Mexican oil that was controlled and imported to the United States by American oil companies. But Pancho Villa had little of the "anti-Americanism" of which Washington suspected all the others. He did personally rape hundreds of women and murder according to whim, and he was a racist who killed Chinese people whenever he found them working in mining camps. His lieutenants were even more murderous and sadistic, devising hideous tortures. But General Villa was not anti-American. Ten thousand men rode with Villa, mostly in the northern state of Chihuahua. They robbed and raided, did as they wanted, and once won a spectacular military victory for the revolution at Zacatecas.
 * Mark Kurlansky, 1968: The Year that Rocked the World (2004), ISBN 0-345-45581-9
 * In 1913 John Reed, a young Harvard graduate already making a name for himself as a radical muck-raking journalist, spent four months with the rebel Mexican leader Pancho Villa. Reed happened to show him a pamphlet with the latest rules of war which had been agreed at the Hague Conference of 1907. Villa, reported Reed, spent hours going over it: ‘It interested and amused him hugely.’ Villa wanted to know more about the conference and whether there had been a Mexican representative there. Above all he found the whole endeavour absurd: ‘“It seems to me a funny thing to make rules about war. It is not a game. What is the difference between civilised war and any other kind of war?”’ Villa had put his finger on one of the several paradoxes that confront us when we think about war. How can we talk at all about controlling and managing something where violence is the tool and the domination, if not the total destruction of the enemy, the goal?
 * Margaret MacMillan, War: How Conflict Shaped Us (2020)
 * Dubbed El Centauro del Norte (‘The Centaur of the North’), Pancho Villa has acquired a quasi-romantic reputation as a Mexican folkhero that masks his true legacy. Villa's intelligence, charisma and military effectiveness made him a major player in the revolutionary politics of his day, but his violence, ambition and cold-blooded brutality mark him out as the archetype of the South American caudillo.
 * Simon Sebag Montefiore, Monsters: History's Most Evil Men and Women (2009), p. 234
 * Many Mexicans today remember Villa with pride for the part he played in the revolution, and for standing up to the American superpower. Yet, this is to ignore the reality that Villa was a homicidal warlord for whom the revolution served as a convenient excuse to justify his crimes. At his death, Villa was reputed to have said, ‘Don’t let it end like this. Tell them I said something’
 * Simon Sebag Montefiore, Monsters: History's Most Evil Men and Women (2009), p. 234

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