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The Sound of Music (film)

The Sound of Music is a 1965 American film about a woman who leaves an Austrian convent to become a governess to a Naval officer widower and his seven children.
 * Directed by Robert Wise. Written by Ernest Lehman, based on the novel by Howard Lindsay and Russel Crouse, which was based on an autobiography by Maria von Trapp (The von Trapp Family Singers) and the 1959 musical of the same name by Rodgers and Hammerstein.

Radiance that floods the screen...and warms the heart!taglines

Maria Rainer-Von Trapp
With songs they have sung for a thousand years. The hills fill my heart with the sound of music. My heart wants to sing every song it hears! My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze. To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way. To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray! I go to the hills when my heart is lonely. I know I will hear what I've heard before. And my heart will be blessed with the sound of music. And I'll sing once more.
 * [singing] The hills are alive with the sound of music,

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, Brown paper packages tied up with strings, These are a few of my favorite things.
 * [singing] Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,

[singing] Doe, a deer, a female deer. Ray, a drop of golden sun Me, a name I call myself. Far, a long, long way to run. Sew, a needle pulling thread. La, a note to follow Sol Tea, a drink with jam and bread. That will bring us back to Do...
 * The first three notes just happen to be, Do-Re-Mi. Do-Re-Mi-Fa-Sol [pronounced So]-La-Ti. Oh, let's see if I can make it easier.

Captain Georg von Trapp
[singing] Edelweiss, Edelweiss, every morning you greet me. Small and white, clean and bright, you look happy to meet me. Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow, bloom and grow forever. Edelweiss, Edelweiss, bless my homeland forever.Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow, bloom and grow forever. Edelweiss, Edelweiss bless my homeland forever.
 * [before he sings "Edelweiss" reprise version] My fellow Austrians, I shall not be seeing you again perhaps for a very long time. I would like to sing for you now... a love song. I know you share this love. I pray that you will never let it die.

Reverend Mother
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down? Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her, many a thing she ought to understand ...How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?
 * [singing] How do you solve a problem like Maria?

Follow ev'ry byway, every path you know. Climb ev'ry mountain, ford every stream. Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream. A dream that will need all the love you can give Every day of your life for as long as you live...
 * [singing] Climb ev'ry mountain, search high and low.

Dialogue

 * Maria: I just couldn't help myself. The gates were open and the hills were beckoning and everything was so green and fresh, and the Untersberg kept leading me higher and higher, as if it wanted me to go right through the clouds with it.
 * Reverend Mother: Child, suppose darkness had come and you were lost?
 * Maria: Oh, mother, I could never get lost up there, that’s my mountain, I was brought up on it,...It was the mountain that led me to you. Sometimes, I would come down the mountain, and climb a tree, and look over your wall into your garden and hear the Sisters singing on their way to Vespers; which brings me to another transgression, Reverend Mother, I was singing out there today, without permission...I can't seem to stop singing wherever I am. And what's worse, I can't seem to stop saying things - anything and everything I think and feel.
 * Reverend Mother: Some people would call that honesty.
 * Maria: Oh, but it's terrible, Reverend Mother. You know how Sister Berthe always makes me kiss the floor after we've had a disagreement? Well, lately I've taken to kissing the floor whenever I see her coming, just to save time.

 * Captain: You are the twelfth in a long line of governesses who have come here to look after my children since their mother died. I trust you will be an improvement on the last one. She stayed only two hours.
 * Maria: What's wrong with the children, Captain?
 * Captain: Oh, there's nothing wrong with the children. Only the governesses. They were completely unable to maintain discipline. Without it, this house cannot be properly run. Will you please remember that, Fraulein? Every morning, you will drill the children in their studies. I will not permit them to dream away their summer holidays. Each afternoon, they will march about the grounds breathing deeply. Bedtime is to be strictly observed - no exceptions...You will see to it that they conduct themselves at all time with the utmost orderliness and decorum. I am placing you in command.
 * Captain: Now, when I want you, this is what you will hear. [blows whistle]
 * Maria: Oh, no, sir, I'm sorry, sir. I could never answer to a whistle. Whistles are for dogs and cats and other animals, but not for children, and definitely not for me. It would be too... humiliating.
 * Captain: Fräulein, were you this much trouble at the Abbey?
 * Maria: Oh, much more, sir!
 * Captain: Hmm. [starts to leave the room when Maria blows the whistle. He looks back at her.]
 * Maria: Excuse me, sir, I don't know your signal.
 * Captain: You may call me "Captain."
 * Captain: You may call me "Captain."

 * Maria: I'd like to thank each and every one of you for the precious gift you left in my pocket today.
 * Captain: Um, what gift?
 * Maria: It's meant to be a secret, Captain, between the children and me.
 * Captain: Uh-huh. Then I suggest that you keep it, and let us eat.
 * Maria: Knowing how nervous I must have been, a stranger in a new household, knowing how important it was for me to feel accepted. It was so kind and thoughtful of you to make my first moments here so warm and happy and... pleasant.
 * [All the while, the children look guilty. Marta starts to cry]
 * Captain: What is the matter, Marta?
 * Marta: Nothing.
 * [Louisa, Brigitta and Gretl join in, while Liesl, Friedrich and Kurt continue to look guilty]
 * Captain: Uh, Fräulein... is it to be at every meal, or merely at dinnertime, that you, uh, intend leading us all through this rare and wonderful new world of... indigestion?
 * Maria: Oh, they're all right, Captain. They're just happy.

 Better beware, be canny and careful, baby you're on the brink. You are sixteen, going on seventeen, fellows will fall in line... Eager young lads and roués and cads Will offer you food and wine. Totally unprepared are you, to face a world of men. Timid and shy and scared are you, of things beyond your ken. You need someone older and wiser, telling you what to do. I am seventeen, going on eighteen. I'll take care of you... Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet, and willingly I believe. I am sixteen, going on seventeen, innocent as a rose... Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies, what do I know of those? Totally unprepared am I, to face a world of men. Timid and shy and scared am I, of things beyond my ken. I need someone older and wiser telling me what to do. You are seventeen, going on eighteen. I'll depend on you.
 * Rolfe: [singing] You are sixteen, going on seventeen, baby it's time to think.
 * Liesl: [singing] I am sixteen, going on seventeen. I know that I'm naive.

 * Maria: Dear Father, now I know why You sent me here. To help these children prepare for a new mother. And I pray this will become a happy family in Thy sight. God bless the captain. God bless Liesl and Friedrich. God bless Louisa, Brigitta, Marta and little Gretl. And I forgot the other boy. What's his name? Well, God bless what's-his-name. God bless the Reverend Mother and Sister Margaretta and everybody at the abbey. And now, dear God, about Liesl. Help her know that I'm her friend and help her tell me what she's been up to...
 * [a rain-soaked Liesl enters through Maria's window]
 * Liesl: You are not going to tell father are you?
 * Maria: Shh, help me to be understanding so that I may guide her footsteps. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost, Amen.
 * Liesl: I was out walking and somebody locked the doors early. I didn't want to wake everybody, so when I saw your window open. You're not going to tell Father, are you?
 * Maria: How in the world did you climb up here?
 * Liesl: It's how we always got in to play tricks on the governess. Louisa can make it with a whole jar of spiders in her hand.
 * Maria: Spiders? Liesl, were you out walking all by yourself? If we wash that dress tonight, nobody would notice it tomorrow. You could put this on. Take your dress and put it to soak in the bathtub. Come back here and sit on the bed, and we'll have a talk.
 * Liesl: I told you today I didn't need a governess. Well, maybe I do.

 * [Maria and the children are singing "My Favorite Things" and by the end, Maria is caught by the Captain]
 * Captain: Fraulein Maria, did I or did I not say that bedtime is to be strictly observed in this household?
 * Maria: Yes, well the children were scared of the thunderstorm and... You did, sir.
 * Captain: And do you or do you not have trouble following these simple instructions?
 * Maria: Only during thunderstorms, sir.

 * Elsa: [about Rolf, who gave a Nazi salute] Oh Georg, he's just a boy.
 * Captain: Yes, and I'm just an Austrian.
 * Max: What's gonna happen's gonna happen. Just make sure it doesn't happen to you.
 * Captain: [incensed] Max, don't you ever say that again!
 * Max: You know I have no political convictions. Can I help it if other people do?
 * Captain: Oh yes you can help it. You must help it.

 * Captain: Is it possible, or could I have just imagined? Have my children by any chance been climbing trees today?
 * Maria: Yes, Captain.
 * Captain: I see. And where, may I ask, did they get these, uhm, these...
 * Maria: Playclothes.
 * Captain: Oh, is that what you call them?
 * Maria: I made them, from the drapes that used to hang in my bedroom...They still had plenty of wear left. The children have been everywhere in them.
 * Captain: Do you mean to tell me that my children have been roaming about Salzburg dressed up in nothing but some old drapes?!
 * Maria: Umm, hmm, and having a marvelous time.
 * Captain: They have uniforms.
 * Maria: Straitjackets, if you'll forgive me.
 * Captain: I will not forgive you for that.
 * Maria: Children can't do all the things they're supposed to if they have to worry about spoiling their precious clothes.
 * Captain: They haven't complained yet.
 * Maria: Well, they wouldn't dare! They love you too much. They fear you too much!
 * Captain: I don't wish you to discuss my children in this manner.
 * Maria: Well, you've got to hear from someone! You're never home long enough to know them.
 * Captain: I said I don't want to hear anymore from you about my children!
 * Maria: I know you don't, but you've got to! Now, take Liesl.
 * Captain: [hesitatingly] You will not say one word about Liesl, Fraulein.
 * Maria: She's not a child anymore, and one of these days, you're going to wake up and find that she's a woman. You won't even know her. And Friedrich, he's a boy, but he wants to be a man and there's no one to show him how.
 * Captain: Don't you DARE tell ME about my son!
 * Maria: Brigitta could tell you about him if you let her get close to you. She notices everything.
 * Captain: Fraulein...
 * Maria: And Kurt pretends he's tough not to show how hurt he is when you brush him aside...
 * Captain: That will do!
 * Maria: ...the way you do all of them. Louisa I don't even know about yet...
 * Captain: I said that will do!
 * Maria: But somebody has to find out about her, and the little ones just want to be loved. Oh, please, Captain, love them! Love them all!
 * Captain: I don't care to hear anything further from you about my children.
 * Maria: I'm not finished with you!
 * Captain: Oh, yes, you are, Captain! [pauses, then corrects himself] Fraulein! You will pack your things and return to the abbey.
 * [suddenly hears the children singing]
 * Captain: I behaved badly. I apologize...You were right. I don't know my children...You've brought music back into the house. I'd forgotten. Fraulein, I want you to stay. I ask you to stay more than you know.
 * Captain: I behaved badly. I apologize...You were right. I don't know my children...You've brought music back into the house. I'd forgotten. Fraulein, I want you to stay. I ask you to stay more than you know.

 * Elsa: My dear, is there anything you can't do?
 * Maria: Well, I'm not sure I'll make a very good nun.
 * Elsa: Oh, if you have any problems, I'd be happy to help you.

 * Max: Is there a more beautiful expression of what is good in this country of ours than the innocent voices of our children?
 * Zeller: Oh, come now, Baron, would you have us believe that Austria alone holds a monopoly on virtue?
 * Captain: Herr Zeller, some of us prefer Austrian voices raised in song to ugly German threats.
 * Zeller: The ostrich buries his head in the sand, and sometimes in the flag. [He turns toward the Austrian flag, prominently displayed] Perhaps those who would warn you that the Anschluss is coming - and it is coming, Captain - perhaps they would get further with you by setting their words to music.
 * Captain: If the Nazis take over Austria, I have no doubt, Herr Zeller, that you will be the entire trumpet section.
 * Zeller: You flatter me, Captain.
 * Captain: Oh, how clumsy of me. I meant to accuse you.

 * Elsa: Now, where is that lovely little thing you were wearing the other evening, when the Captain couldn't keep his eyes off you.
 * Maria: Couldn't keep his eyes off me?
 * Elsa: Come, my dear, we are women. Let's not pretend we don't know when a man notices us...
 * Maria: The Captain notices everybody and everything.
 * Elsa: Well, there's no need to feel so defensive, Maria. You are quite attractive, you know. The Captain would hardly be a man if he didn't notice you.
 * Maria: Baroness, I hope you're joking.
 * Elsa: Not at all.
 * Maria: But I've never done a thing to...
 * Elsa: But you don't have to, Maria. There's nothing more irresistible to a man than a woman who's in love with him.
 * Maria: 'In love with him'?
 * Elsa: Of course. What makes it so nice is he thinks he's in love with you.
 * Maria: But that's not true.
 * Elsa: Oh surely you've noticed the way he looks into your eyes. And you know, uh, you blushed in his arms when you were dancing just now. Don't take it to heart. He'll get over it soon enough, I should think. Men do, you know.
 * Maria: Then I should go. I mustn't stay here.

 * Maria: I left... I was frightened... I was confused. I felt, I've never felt that way before, I couldn't stay. I knew that here I'd be away from it. I'd be safe... I can't face him again... Oh, there were times when we would look at each other. Oh, Mother, I could hardly breathe... That's what's been torturing me. I was there on God's errand. To have asked for his love would have been wrong. I couldn't stay, I just couldn't. I'm ready at this moment to take my vows. Please help me.
 * Reverend Mother: Maria, the love of a man and a woman is holy too. You have a great capacity to love. What you must find out is how God wants you to spend your love.
 * Maria: But I pledged my life to God. I pledged my life to his service.
 * Reverend Mother: My daughter, if you love this man, it doesn't mean you love God less. No, you must find out and you must go back.
 * Maria: Oh, Mother, you can't ask me to do that. Please let me stay, I beg of you.
 * Reverend Mother: Maria, these walls were not built to shut out problems. You have to face them. You have to live the life you were born to live.

 * Captain: You left without saying goodbye, even to the children.
 * Maria: It was wrong of me, forgive me.
 * Captain: Why did you?
 * Maria: Please don't ask me. Anyway, the reason no longer exists.
 * Elsa: [entering] Fraulein Maria, you've returned. Isn't it wonderful, Georg?
 * Maria: May I wish you every happiness, Baroness? And you too, Captain. The children tell me you're to be married.
 * Elsa: Thank you, my dear.
 * Captain: You are back to, uh, stay?
 * Maria: Only until arrangements can be made for another governess.

 * Captain: It's no use, you and I. I'm being dishonest to both of us and utterly unfair to you. When two people talk of marriage...
 * Elsa: No, don't, don't say another word, Georg, please? You see, uh, there are other things I've been thinking of. Fond as I am of you, I really don't think you're the right man for me. You're much too independent and I need someone who needs me desperately, or at least needs my money desperately. I've enjoyed every moment we've had together. I do thank you for that. Now, if you'll forgive me, I'll go inside, pack my little bags, and return to Vienna where I belong. And somewhere out there is a young lady who I think will never be a nun.

 * Captain: There isn't going to be any Baroness...well, we've, uhm, called off our engagement, you see...Well, you can't marry someone when you're in love with someone else, can you? [he kisses her]
 * Maria: The Reverend Mother always says, 'when the Lord closes a door, somewhere he opens a window'.
 * Captain: What else does the Reverend Mother say?
 * Maria: That you have to look for your life.
 * Captain:"Is that why you came back? [She nods] And have you found it Maria?
 * Maria: I think I have. I know I have.
 * Captain: I love you.
 * ["Somthing Good" begins to play]
 * Maria: Oh, can this be happening to me?
 * [During the song]
 * Captain: [he brings Maria to the center of the gazebo] Do you know when I first started loving you? That night at the dinner table when you sat at that ridiculous pine cone. [laughs]
 * Maria: What? [laughs too] I knew the first time you blew that whistle.
 * Captain: [as he caresses her cheek with his right hand] Oh, my love...
 * Captain: [as he caresses her cheek with his right hand] Oh, my love...

 * Liesl: [after Ralf rejects her] Mother?
 * Maria: That sounds so nice.
 * Liesl: I like calling you "Mother."
 * Maria: I like hearing it.
 * Liesl: You love Father very much. I can tell you do.
 * Maria: Very much.
 * Liesl: Mother, what do you do when you think you love someone? I mean, when you stop loving someone or he stops loving you?
 * Maria: Well, you cry a little. Then you wait for the sun to come out. It always does.
 * Liesl: There are so many things I think I should know but I don't. I really don't.
 * Maria: How can you?
 * Liesl: Sometimes I feel the world is ending.
 * Maria: Then you feel it's just beginning?
 * Liesl: Yes!
 * Maria: It was that way with me. And for you it will be just as wonderful.

Taglines

 * Radiance that floods the screen...and warms the heart!

 * The more you see it, the more it becomes one of your favorite things!

 * The Happiest Sound In All The World!

Cast

 * Julie Andrews - Maria
 * Christopher Plummer - Captain Georg von Trapp
 * Charmian Carr - Liesl von Trapp
 * Nicholas Hammond - Friedrich von Trapp
 * Heather Menzies - Louisa von Trapp
 * Duane Chase - Kurt von Trapp
 * Angela Cartwright - Brigitta von Trapp
 * Debbie Turner - Martha von Trapp
 * Kym Karath - Gretl von Trapp
 * Richard Haydn - Max Detweiler
 * Eleanor Parker - The Baroness Elsa
 * Peggy Wood - Reverend Mother
 * Anna Lee - Sister Margaretta
 * Portia Nelson - Sister Berthe
 * Ben Wright - Herr Zeller
 * Daniel Truhitte - Rolfe
 * Norma Varden - Frau Schmidt
 * Marni Nixon - Sister Sophia
 * Gil Stuart - Franz
 * Evadne Baker - Sister Bernice (final film role)

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Band of Brothers (miniseries)

Band of Brothers is an acclaimed 10-part television miniseries (first aired in 2001) about World War II, co-produced by Steven Spielberg and Tom Hanks. Much of the action of the mini-series centers on the exploits of Easy Company of the 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment, U.S. 101st Airborne Division and one of its early platoon leaders, Richard Winters. It is based on the book of the same name written by historian and biographer Stephen Ambrose.

Currahee

 * Sobel: [Addressing whole platoon.] You people are at the position of attention! [To Perconte] Private Perconte, have you been blousing your trousers over your boots like a paratrooper?
 * Perconte: No, sir.
 * Sobel: Then explain the creases at the bottom.
 * Perconte: No excuse, sir.
 * Sobel: Volunteering for the Parachute Infantry is one thing, Perconte, but you've got a long way to prove that you belong here. Your weekend pass is revoked. [moves on] Name?
 * Luz: Luz, George.
 * Sobel: [examining Luz's M1 rifle] Dirt in the rear sight aperture. Pass revoked. [walks over to another soldier] When did you sew on these Chevrons, Sergeant Lipton?
 * Lipton: Yesterday, sir.
 * Sobel: [displays a loose thread pulled from the stripe] Long enough to notice this – revoked.
 * Lipton: Sir. [Sobel walks over to another soldier.]
 * Sobel: Name.
 * Malarkey: Malarkey, Donald G!
 * Sobel: Malarkey is slang for "bullshit," isn't it? [takes his rifle]
 * Malarkey: Yes, sir!
 * Sobel: Rust on the butt-plate hinge spring, Private Bullshit – revoked. [tosses his rifle at Malarkey and moves on] Name.
 * Liebgott: Liebgott, Joseph, D, sir.
 * Sobel: Rusty bayonet, Liebgott. You want to kill Germans?
 * Liebgott: Yes, sir.
 * Sobel: [knocks his helmet with the bayonet] Not with this. [to the whole platoon] I will not take this rusty piece of shit to war, and I will not take you to war in your condition. [throws bayonet to the ground] Now thanks to these men and their infractions, every man in the company who had a weekend pass has lost it. Change into your PT gear. We're running Currahee.

 * Bull: [to Lt. Winters, as Easy Company is marching one Friday night] Sir, we got nine companies, sir.
 * Winters: That we do.
 * Bull: Well, how come we’re the only company marching every Friday night, twelve miles, full pack, in the pitch dark?
 * Winters: Why do you think, Private Randleman?
 * Bull: Lieutenant Sobel hates us, sir!
 * Winters: [pauses a moment] Lieutenant Sobel does not hate Easy Company, Private Randleman – he just hates you! [the rest of Easy Company laughs]
 * Bull: Thank–you–sir!

 * [After the 12–mile evening march, all the soldiers of Easy Company empty their canteens. Pvt. Christenson's canteen empties very quickly. Sobel notices]
 * Sobel: Who is that?! Christenson! There is no water in your canteen! You drank from your canteen!
 * Christenson: Sir, I–
 * Sobel: Lt. Winters!
 * Winters: Sir?
 * Sobel: Was this man asked to not drink from his canteen during the evening march?
 * Winters: He was, sir.
 * Sobel: Pvt. Christenson, you have disobeyed a direct order! You will refill your canteen and repeat all 12 miles of the march immediately!
 * Christenson: Yes, sir.
 * Sobel: FALL OUT! [fuming, Sobel walks back to Winters] What in the name of God are you doing with my company? You're late and you allowed troopers to disobey direct orders.
 * Winters: No excuse, sir.
 * Sobel: You're making me look bad, Lieutenant. This is not Dog Company, this is not Fox Company, this–this is Easy Company. And under my command, this is going to be the first and finest company in this regiment. I want the names of six men, their infractions and your disciplinary recommendations on my desk by 0130, is that clear?
 * Winters: What infractions, sir?
 * Sobel: Find some.

 * Nixon: Sobel's a genius. I had a headmaster in prep school who was just like him. I know the type.
 * Winters: Lew, Michelangelo's a genius. Beethoven's a genius.
 * Nixon: You know a man in this company who wouldn't double-time Currahee with a full pack just to piss in that man's morning coffee?

 * [After hearing of Sobel's court martial of Winters, the NCO's of Easy Company meet and prepare to turn in their stripes in protest]
 * Lipton: Now, if we are all going to go through with this, we all have to be aware of the consequences.
 * Martin: I don't care about the consequences.
 * Lipton: John. We could be lined up against a wall and shot. Now, I'm ready to face that. And the rest of you better be, too.
 * [All the NCO's are silent for a few moments; Guarnere looks pointedly at Lipton.]
 * Guarnere: [Regarding Sobel] I will not follow that man into combat.
 * Bull: Me neither.
 * [The other NCO's all nod in agreement.]
 * Lipton: Alright, then. Let's do it.
 * [All the NCO's take individual pieces of paper and pencils. Guarnere dictates what all of them write]
 * Guarnere: "I hereby...no longer wish to serve...as a Non-Commissioned Officer...in Easy Company." [they each then sign their individual papers and hand them to Lipton]
 * Lipton: Alright then. Good luck. [leaves to take the papers to Col. Sink]

 * Col. Sink: I ought to have you all shot! This is nothing less than an act of mutiny while we prepare for the goddamn invasion of Europe! Sergeant Harris.
 * Sgt. Harris: Sir.
 * Col. Sink: Turn in your stripes, collect your gear. You are hereby transferred out of my regiment.
 * Sgt. Harris: Sir.
 * Col. Sink: Get out. Sergeant Ranney.
 * Sgt. Ranney: Sir.
 * Col. Sink: Consider yourself lucky; I'm only busting you to private. As for the rest of you, we are on the brink of the largest invasion in the history of warfare, which leaves me no choice... but to spare your lives. All of you men have disgraced the 101st Airborne! Now get out of my office and get out of my sight. [the paratroopers salute] Get!

 * Winters: These men have been through the toughest training the Army has to offer, under the worst possible circumstances, and they volunteered for it.
 * Buck: Christ, Dick, I was just shooting craps with them.
 * Winters: You know why they volunteered? Because they knew that the man in the foxhole next to them would be the best. Not some draftee who's going to get them killed.
 * Buck: Are you ticked because they like me? Because I'm spending time to get to know my soldiers? I mean, c'mon, you've been with them for two years? I've been here for six days.
 * Winters: You were gambling, Buck.
 * Buck: So what? Soldiers do that. I don't deserve a reprimand for it.
 * Winters: What if you'd won?
 * Buck: What?
 * Winters: What. If. You'd. Won? Never put yourself in a position where you can take from these men.

Day of Days

 * Winters: Flash!
 * Hall: Shit!
 * Winters: I don't think that's the correct reply, trooper. I say "flash", you say "thunder".
 * Hall: Yes, sir. Thunder, sir.

 * Winters: So, you're a radioman?
 * Hall: Yes, sir. Well, I was, until I lost my radio in the jump. I'm sure I'll get chewed out for that.
 * Winters: Well, if you were in my regiment, I would tell you that you were a rifleman first and a radioman second.
 * Hall: Yes, sir. Maybe you can say that to my CO when we find him...if we find him.

 * Hall: I wonder if everybody else is as lost as we are.
 * Winters: We're not lost, Private. We're in Normandy.

 * Buck: Where you hit, Pop?
 * Popeye Wynn: I can't believe I fucked up. My ass, sir.
 * Buck: Your ass? [Lt. Compton checks his wound] Holy shit.

 * [Hall and other members of Able Company come to help Easy]
 * Guarnere: Hiya, Cowboy!
 * Hall: Shut your fucking Guinea trap, Gonorrhea!
 * Guarnere: [Pauses, then smiles] He's alright, that kid!

 * Guarnere: Let the Krauts cook their own goddamn food. How are we doing, Malarkey?
 * Malarkey: We're doing good.
 * Buck: Yeah? What the hell do you know about cooking; you're Irish.
 * Malarkey: Sir, if you have a reservation someplace else, I'd be happy to go with you.
 * [Guarnere opens the flap]
 * Guarnere: Ooh, need some air.
 * [Winters shows up]
 * Winters: Jeez! Did something just die in here?
 * Buck: Any word on Lieutenant Meehan yet, sir?
 * Winters: No, not yet.
 * Guarnere: Don't that make you our commanding officer, sir?
 * Winters: Yeah, it does.
 * Toye: Sir? [offers Winters a bottle of whiskey]
 * Guarnere: Joe, the Lieutenant don't drink.
 * Winters: [Takes the bottle] It's been a day of firsts. [drinks, then hands bottle to Guarnere] Don't you think, Guarnere?
 * Guarnere: [pause] Yes, sir.
 * Winters: Carry on.
 * [He starts to leave, then turns back to Guarnere]
 * Winters: Oh, and Sergeant?
 * Guarnere: Sir?
 * Winters: I'm not a Quaker. [leaves]
 * [the men laugh]

 * Winters: That night, I took time to thank God for seeing me through that day of days and prayed I would make it through D plus 1. And if, somehow, I managed to get home again, I promised God and myself that I would find a quiet piece of land someplace and spend the rest of my life in peace.

Carentan

 * Muck: Hey, Malark! You seeing this?
 * [They watch an Army chaplain walk through a hail of bullets to give fallen soldiers last rites]
 * Malarkey: Crazy fools, the Irish.
 * Muck: You should know.

 * Perconte: How far do you think we're going?
 * Luz: Jesus Christ, Frank, I don't know. Until they tell us to stop!

 * Nixon: Harry, what exactly are you doing with your reserve chute? You've been hauling that thing around ever since we jumped?
 * Welsh: Gonna send it to Kitty when we get back to England. Silk. Figure it'll make a good wedding dress, you know, what with rationing and all.
 * Nixon: Geez, Harry, I never would have guessed.
 * Welsh: What, that I'm so sentimental?
 * Nixon: No, that you think we're going to make it back to England.

 * Welsh: I want light and noise discipline from now on. That means no talking, no smoking, and no playing grab-fanny with the man in front of you, Luz.

 * Luz: [imitating Col. Sink] Now remember boys: flies spread disease. So keep yours closed.

 * Speirs: We're all scared. You hid in that ditch because you think there's still hope. But Blithe, the only hope you have is to accept the fact that you're already dead. And the sooner you accept that, the sooner you'll be able to function as a soldier is supposed to function. Without mercy. Without compassion. Without remorse. All war depends upon it.

 * Winters: Sink told me what a good job Easy did holding the line, said General Taylor was pleased.
 * Welsh: That's why I came to France: to please General Taylor.

Replacements

 * Cobb: Where'd you get that?
 * Miller: It's the Presidential Distinguished Unit Citation. For, uh... for what the regiment did in Normandy.
 * Cobb: That's right. For what the regiment did. You weren't there.
 * Hoobler: Hey, hey, ease up on him, Cobb. It's a unit citation. [Miller removes his Citation ribbon and walks away. Bull picks it up, glaring at Cobb]
 * Bull: Shit, Cobb, you didn't fight in Normandy, neither.
 * Cobb: I got hit in the plane before I got a chance to jump.

 * Guarnere: [on Bull's MIA status] If there ain't no body, then there ain't nobody dead.

 * [Nixon falls down after a German bullet ricochets off his helmet]
 * Winters: Nix!
 * Nixon: I'm all right! I'm all right... am I all right?
 * Winters: Yeah, yeah, you are. [smiles a bit]
 * Nixon: Yeah? Quit lookin' at me like that!

 * [gambling on a game of darts]
 * Luz: Lieutenant, are you going to shoot lefty all night? [Comptom looks at him]
 * Toye: Hey, c'mon.
 * Luz: I'm just curious cause he's right-handed.
 * Buck: [switches hands] George! What would I do without George Luz?

 * Guarnere: [to Bull] I don't know whether to slap you, kiss you, or salute you.

 * Winters: I don't like retreating.
 * Nixon: First time for everything.
 * Winters: How'd the other divisions fare up north?
 * Nixon: [Pauses] I think we're gonna have to find another way into Germany.

Crossroads

 * Winters: [trying to wake up Nixon] All right...[dumps a full pitcher on Nixon]
 * Nixon: [groans and slowly wakes, then notices what Winters has done] Oh... CHRIST! That's my own piss, for God sakes!

 * Nixon: I mean, we're the only ones keeping the Germans on the German side of the Rhine. Now, if we had taken Antwerp–and I'm not saying that would have been easy–we would be across the river, well-supplied, with the Krauts on their heels. Now I just got to get Ike on the phone. Are you listening to me?
 * Winters: Hanging on every word.

 * Nixon: I don't know why I'm still doing this.
 * Winters: Drinking?
 * Nixon: No, hiding it in your foot locker. I'm a captain, for Christ sake.
 * Winters: Why don't you just give it up?
 * Nixon: Drinking?
 * Winters: No, hiding it in my foot locker. You're a captain, for Pete's sake.
 * Nixon: Maybe you're right. Maybe this is the perfect place to stop drinking. Right here on the business end of the Allied advance... Cheers! [continues drinking out of his bottle of VAT 69]

 * [Nixon holds up a ticket to Paris, without saying what it is]
 * Winters: What is that? A piece of paper? I don't want to see another piece of paper!
 * Nixon: You are going to Paris, my friend, City of Light.

 * Winters: Joe, drop your ammo.
 * Liebgott: What? What are you doing?
 * Winters: [pulls out the ammo from the weapon, displaying a single bullet] You have one round. [Turns to John Martin] Johnny, how many prisoners do we have?!
 * Martin: We got 11 right now, sir.
 * Winters: [Turns back to Liebgott] You drop a prisoner, the rest will jump you. I want all prisoners back at the company CP. Alive.

 * Malarkey: Hey, Skip! Where ya been? I've been lookin' all over for you!
 * Muck: Well, Don, I was at home in Tonawanda, but then Hitler started this whole thing, so now I'm here.

 * [1LT George Rice from the 10th Armored Division brings a jeep heavily loaded with supplies as Easy Company arrives in Bastogne]
 * Lt. George Rice: Panzer division is about to cut the road south. Looks like you guys are going to be surrounded.
 * Winters: We're paratroopers, Lieutenant. We're supposed to be surrounded.
 * Lt. George Rice: Good luck.
 * Nixon: Thanks.

Bastogne

 * Doc Roe: [in the middle of the forest] Do you have scissors? I need scissors.
 * Smokey Gordon: Scissors? I have to check the sewing room. They might be upstairs in the study in that skinny old drawer in the middle of the desk...

 * Penkala: I don't want to go back to no aid station!
 * Doc Roe: Well, you're in luck, we ain't got no aid station! Penkala, scissors. I need scissors. You got scissors?
 * Penkala: What the hell I need scissors for?
 * Doc Roe: Got your aid kit? Right, well, you don't need this. Not yet. I do.

 * Martin: Hey, Frank, you keep cleaning those teeth the Germans are going to see you a mile away. Shoot ya dead.
 * Perconte: [brushing teeth] That's right, Pee Wee, you keep laughin'.
 * Sisk: [Doc Roe shows up] Hey, Doc. [Roe opens Perconte's pack and starts dumping it out]
 * Perconte: Doc, that's my stuff. Aww, come on, Doc...
 * Doc Roe: What, you got a drug store in here?
 * Perconte: No, I own my stuff! Well, what are you looking for?
 * Doc Roe: Scissors. [Pockets the scissors] Thank you, Perconte.
 * [Doc Roe gets out of the foxhole and leaves. Perconte looks after him in disbelief.]
 * Perconte: Took my goddamn scissors!

 * Doc Roe: You're a good nurse.
 * Renee: No. I never want to treat another wounded man again. I'd rather work in a butcher's shop.

 * Doc Roe: Where are your boots?
 * Toye: In Washington, up General Taylor's ass.

 * Winters: Harry. Fire's not a good idea.
 * Welsh: Just a couple of minutes. We're in a dell.
 * Winters: A dell? Like where fairies and gnomes live?
 * [Nixon walks up]
 * Nixon: I swear I thought I could smell a fire. I did smell a fire. Are you out of your mind? [starts warming his hands at the fire]
 * Winters: Well, we're in a dell.
 * Nixon: Huh?

The Breaking Point

 * Lipton: [narrating] Where's Dike? I probably heard that question a thousand times. I probably asked it a few times myself. There were long stretches where we didn't know where Lieutenant Dike was. He'd disappear go off on his walks for hours at a time.

 * Lipton: [narrating] Heyliger might have made a good C.O., but before we got a chance to find out he was accidentally shot by a sentry. Then came Norman Dike. Dike wasn’t a bad leader because he made bad decisions. He was a bad leader because he made no decisions.

 * Lipton: [narrating] Dike was a favorite of someone at Division. He'd been sent down to E-Company to get some combat experience. Sometimes we got the feeling E-Company was an annoyance to him.  Something unpleasant he had to get through before he could continue his march up the ladder.

 * Penkala: [about Buck] "Don't do anything stupid"? Who the hell is he talking to? A bunch of morons who volunteered to jump out of a perfectly good airplane. Can you get any more stupid than that?
 * Luz: Probably not.
 * Muck: I swam across the Niagara once.
 * Penkala: [sarcastically] Yeah.
 * Muck: I swear! On a bet.
 * Luz: What, in a barrel?
 * Muck: No... God... I didn't go over the falls, George. I swam across the river.
 * Luz: I don't know.
 * Muck: Ten miles up from the falls. I tell you: that current is damn strong.
 * Penkala: Oh, yeah.
 * Muck: Must have carried me at least 2 miles downstream before I got across. But, I got across. Now personally, I didn't think it was all that stupid, but my mom, my sister, Ruth... They gave me all kinds of hell.
 * Luz: Yeah, I bet, Muck.
 * Muck: So did Faye. [his girlfriend]
 * Luz: Aah, sweet Faye Tanner...
 * Muck: Shut it, George.
 * Penkala: Well, they had a point - you're an idiot.

 * Lipton: [narrating] Fear is poison in combat. Something we all felt, but you just didn't show. You can't. It's destructive, and it's contagious.

 * Guarnere: [about Dike] Jesus Christ. Gotta go through all this, with a C.O.'s got his head so far up his fuckin' ass that the lump in his throat is his goddamn nose.

 * [after Lt. Dyke has frozen up in the middle of an attack on the town of Foy]
 * Winters: [from the tree-line] Got to keep moving! [begins to run out toward Easy Company's position]
 * Col. Sink Captain. Captain! Captain Winters! Goddammit you do not go out there! You're the battalion commander, you get back here! [Winters stalks back past him] Now, Dick, I understand your attachment to Easy Company, but-
 * Winters: Speirs, get yourself over here! [Lt. Speirs runs up] Get out there and relieve Dike and take that attack on in!

 * Lipton: [voiceover] On the report it said Compton was being taken off the line because of a bad case of trench foot. It didn’t say anything about him losing his friends. Buck was a great combat leader. He was wounded in Normandy and again in Holland. He received the Silver Star for his part in taking out those German guns on D-Day. He took everything the Krauts could throw at him, time and again. I guess he just couldn’t take seeking his friends Toye and Guarnere torn up like that. No one ever thought less of him for it.

 * Speirs: You wanna know if they're true or not, the stories about me? Did you ever notice with stories like that, everyone says they heard it from someone who was there. Then when you ask that person, they say they heard it from someone who was there. It's nothing new, really. I bet if you went back two thousand years, you'd hear a couple centurions standing around yakkin' about how Tertius lopped off the heads of some Carthaginian prisoners.
 * Lipton: Well, maybe they kept talking about it because they never heard Tertius deny it.
 * Speirs: Maybe that's because Tertius knew there was some value to the men thinking he was the meanest, toughest son of a bitch in the whole Roman Legion. [Turns to leave]
 * Lipton: Sir? These men aren't really concerned about the stories. They're just glad to have you as our CO. They're happy to have a good leader again.
 * Speirs: Well, from what I've heard, they've always had one. I've been told there's always been one man they could count on. Led them into the Bois Jacques, held them together when they had the crap shelled out of them in the woods. Every day, he kept their spirits up, kept the men focused, gave 'em direction... all the things a good combat leader does. You don't have any idea who I'm talking about, do you?
 * Lipton: No, sir.
 * Speirs: Hell, it was you, First Sergeant. Ever since Winters made Battalion, you've been the leader of Easy Company. Oh, and you're not going to be First Sergeant much longer, First Sergeant.
 * Lipton: Sir?
 * Speirs: Winters put you in for a battlefield commission, and Sink approved on your behalf. You should get the official notice in a few days. Congratulations, Lieutenant.

The Last Patrol

 * Webster: Sergeant Lipton feeling all right?
 * Luz: He's got pneumonia.
 * Webster: Sorry to hear that.
 * Luz: Ah, what are you sorry about? He's alive, got a couch, a goddamn blanket. Snug as a bug.

 * Cobb: [to Webster, outside the communal showers] Has it been a long time since your last shower, professor?

 * Webster: In war, soldiers sometimes die in the fever pitch of a fire fight, or by artillery when they’re huddled in a foxhole. Bill Kiehn, a Toccoa man, was killed because he was carrying a sack of potatoes from one building into another.

 * Webster: How could anyone ever know of the price paid by soldiers in terror, agony and bloodshed if they'd never been to places like Normandy, Bastogne or Haguenau?

 * Nixon: Who are you?
 * Jones: Lieutenant Jones, sir.
 * Nixon: Right, our West Pointer.
 * Jones: Yes, sir.
 * Nixon: When did you graduate?
 * Jones: June 6th, sir.
 * Nixon: June 6th? Of last year?
 * Jones: D-Day, yes, sir.
 * Nixon: [laughing sarcastically] All right, don't get hurt.

Why We Fight

 * Easy Company: [singing] Is everybody happy? Cried the Sergeant looking up Our hero feebly answered yes, and then they stood him up He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked And he ain't gonna jump no more! Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! He ain't gonna jump no more!  The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground And he ain't gonna jump no more!  Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! He ain't gonna jump no more!  He hit the ground, the sound was SPLAT, his blood went spurting high His comrades then were heard to say, A HELL OF A WAY TO DIE! He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore He ain't gonna jump no more!  Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die! He ain't gonna jump no more!

 * [Several members of Easy Company watch German citizens clean up rubble from their town, while a string quartet somberly plays]
 * Luz: I'll tell you what, them Krauts sure clean up good.
 * Liebgott: Yup, all you need is a little Mozart.
 * Nixon: [Joins them] Beethoven.
 * Liebgott: Sorry, sir?
 * Nixon: That's not Mozart. It's Beethoven.

 * Winters: Got a visit from Colonel Sink this morning.
 * Nixon: And how is the good colonel?
 * Winters: Concerned. Still drinking nothing but the VAT 69, huh?
 * Nixon: Only the finest for Mrs. Nixon's baby boy.
 * Winters: That a problem up at regiment?
 * Nixon: What? This? Is that what he said? No, I just don't like it up there.
 * Winters: Good. You'll be happy to hear that Sink is transferring you back down to Battalion S-3.
 * Nixon: What do you think I should write to these parents, Dick?
 * Winters: Hear what I said, Nix? You've been demoted.
 * Nixon: Yeah, demoted. Got ya. 'Cause I don't know how to tell them their kids never made it out of the goddamn plane.
 * Winters: You tell them what you always tell them. Their sons died as heroes.
 * Nixon: You really still believe that?
 * Winters: Yeah. Yeah, I do. Don't you?

 * Luz: Hey, Janovek, what ya reading?
 * Janovek: Um, an article.
 * Luz: No shit. What's it about?
 * Janovek: It's about why we're fightin' the war.
 * Luz: Why're we fighting the war, Janovek?
 * Janovek: It seems the Germans are bad, very bad.
 * Luz: You don't say. The Germans are bad, huh? [turns to Perconte] Hey, Frank, this guy's reading an article over here that says that the Germans [sarcastic dramatic pause] are bad.

 * Nixon: Hitler's dead.
 * Liebgott: Holy shit.
 * Nixon: Shot himself in Berlin.
 * Bull: Is the war over, sir?
 * Nixon: No. We have orders to Berchtesgaden. We're gonna move out in one hour.
 * Webster: Why? The man's not home. Should've killed himself three years ago, saved us a lot of trouble.
 * Nixon: Yeah, he should've. But he didn't.

 * Winters: [about the concentration camp's prisoners] Can you ask him, uh, ask him what kind of camp this is? Um, what, ah, why are they here?
 * Liebgott: Was ist das hier?
 * Prisoner: Das, das, das, das hier, das... das ist ein arbeitslager für unerwunschte wirklich.
 * Liebgott: He says, it's a work camp for, Unerwunschte. I'm not sure what the word means, sir. Uh, unwanted, disliked maybe?
 * Nixon: [guessing] Criminals?
 * Liebgott: I don't think criminals, sir. Uh, verbrecher?
 * Prisoner:: Verbrecher? Nein, nein.
 * Liebgott: No
 * Prisoner:: Ärzte, musiker, beamter, bauern...
 * Liebgott: Doctors, musicians...
 * Prisoner:: Schreiber, schneider, intellektuelle...
 * Liebgott: tailors, clerks, farmers, intellectuals. I mean, normal people.
 * Prisoner:: Juden. Juden. Juden.
 * Liebgott: [softly] They're Jews.
 * Prisoner:: Polen, Zigeuner...
 * Liebgott: Poles, Gypsies
 * Prisoner:: Aber Ich glaub das schlimm, das Frauenlager ist bei der nexte bahnstation dort hin.
 * Liebgott: Wie bitte, was sagen sie?
 * Prisoner:: Das das Frauenlager bei der nexte bahnstation. [The prisoner wanders away, weeping]
 * Winters: Liebgott?
 * Liebgott: ...The women’s camp is at the next railroad stop.

 * [After finding a concentration camp, Easy Company has returned to the nearby town and is clearing out a bakery, intending to provide the confiscated food and goods to the camp's inmates. The owner of the bakery is shouting angrily at the paratroopers in German, demanding that they put everything back.]
 * Webster: Shut up.
 * [The baker keeps shouting.]
 * Webster: Shut up!
 * [The baker continues shouting, ignoring Webster.]
 * Webster: [Draws his sidearm] Shut up, you Nazi fuck! [Grabs the baker, aiming the pistol at him]
 * Baker: Ich bin kein Nazi! (I am not a Nazi!)
 * Webster: Oh, you're not a Nazi? My mistake, you fat fucking prick. What about a human being? Are you one of those, or are you going to tell me that you never smelled the fucking stench? [of the nearby concentration camp]
 * Baker: Toeten sie mich nicht, bitte toeten sie mich nicht, ich verstehe nicht was du da sagst (Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I don't know what you're saying)
 * Lesniewski: Leave him alone, Web, he says he doesn't know what the hell you're talking about.
 * Webster: Bullshit.

 * [O' Keefe is humming "She'll Be Coming Around the Mountain"]
 * Perconte: Hey, O'Brien. Shut up!
 * O' Keefe: I told you, it's O'Keefe.
 * Perconte: Do you know why no one remembers your name? It's because no one wants to remember your name. There's too many Smiths, DiMattos and O'Keefes and O'Briens, who show up here, replacing Toccoa men that you dumb replacements got killed in the first place! And they're all like you! They're all piss and vinegar. "Where're the Krauts at? Let me at 'em! When do I get to jump into Berlin?" Two days later, there they are with their blood and guts hanging out and they're screaming for a medic, begging for their goddamn mother. Dumb fucks don't even know they're dead yet. Hey, you listening to me? Do you understand this is the best part of the fucking war I've seen? I've got hot chow, hot showers, warm bed. Germany is almost as good as being home. I even got to wipe my own ass with real toilet paper today. So, quit asking about when you're gonna see real action, will you?! And stop with the fucking love songs!
 * [both are silent for a while]
 * Perconte: When did you ship out? A few weeks ago?
 * O' Keefe: Yeah.
 * Perconte: It's been two years since I've seen home. Two years. This fucking war.

Points

 * Winters: Listen up. You ready for it? [pause] German Army surrendered.

 * [Members of Easy Company are going hunting. Shifty Powers misses a chance to shoot a deer]
 * Perconte: Dammit, Shifty! The Army's going to be glad to get rid of you.
 * Shifty: I wish, you know? Turns out, they want me to stay for a while.
 * Malarky: Are you serious?
 * Shifty: Yup.
 * Malarky: How many points are you short?
 * Shifty: Fifteen.
 * Malarky: Fifteen? Jesus Christ, I thought I had it bad.
 * Shifty: No Purple Hearts, never was injured.

 * German Colonel: I wonder what will happen to us – to people like you and me – when there are finally no more wars to occupy us?
 * Winters: Have all your men collect the weapons, deposit them at the church and the school, and at the airfield.
 * Colonel: Very well. [Draws his sidearm, offers it to Winters butt-first] Please accept this as my personal surrender, Major. It is better than to lay it on the desk of a clerk.
 * Winters: [considers] You may keep your sidearm, Colonel.
 * [Colonel assents, salutes]

 * [Captain Sobel, now outranked by Winters, happens to be walking by while Winters is sitting in his Jeep. Sobel pretends to not notice Winters.]
 * Winters: Captain Sobel.
 * Sobel: Major Winters. [Tries to keep walking]
 * Winters: Captain Sobel... we salute the rank, not the man.
 * [Sobel slowly turns and salutes]

 * Liebgott: [translating a German general's speech] Men, it's been a long war, it's been a tough war. You've fought bravely, proudly for your country. You're a special group. You've found in one another a bond that exists only in combat, among brothers. You've shared foxholes, held each other in dire moments. You've seen death and suffered together. I'm proud to have served with each and every one of you. You all deserve long and happy lives in peace.

 * Winters: [Narrating]

 * Buck Compton came back to see the company to let everyone know he was alright. He became a prosecutor in Los Angeles. He convicted Sirhan Sirhan in the murder of Robert Kennedy and was later appointed to the California Court of Appeals.
 * David Webster became a writer for the Saturday Evening Post and Wall Street Journal, and later wrote a book about sharks. In 1961, he went out on the ocean alone, and was never seen again.
 * Johnny Martin would return to his job at the railroad, and then start his own construction company. He splits his time between Arizona and a place in Montana.
 * George Luz became a handyman in Providence, Rhode Island. As a testament to his character, 1,600 people attended his funeral in 1998.
 * "Doc" Rowe died in Louisiana in 1998. He'd been a construction contractor.
 * Frank Perconte returned to Chicago, and worked a postal route as a mailman.
 * Joe Liebgott returned to San Francisco, and drove his cab.
 * Bull Randleman was one of the best soldiers I ever had. He went into the earth-moving business in Arkansas. He's still there.
 * Alton Moore returned to Wyoming with a unique souvenir: Hitler's personal photo albums. He died in a car accident, in 1958.
 * Floyd Talbert, we all lost touch with in civilian life, until he showed up for a reunion just before his death in 1981.

 * How we lived our lives after the war was as varied as each man.

 * Carwood Lipton became a glass-making executive in charge of factories all over the world. He has a nice life in North Carolina.
 * Harry Welsh, he married Kitty Grogan, and became an administrator for the Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania School System.
 * Ronald Spiers stayed in the Army. He served in Korea, and in 1958, returned to Germany as governor of Spandau Prison. He retired a Lieutenant Colonel.

 * [Winters gathers Easy Company to inform them of Japan's surrender, ending World War II] For Easy Company, it was D-Day plus 434. Regardless of points, medals, or wounds, each man in the 101st Airborne would be going home. Each of us would be forever connected by our shared experience, and each would have to rejoin the world as best he could.

 * Lewis Nixon had some tough times after the war. He was divorced a couple of times, then, in 1956, he married a woman named Grace and everything came together for him. He spent the rest of his life with her, traveling the world. My friend Lew died in 1995.
 * I took up his job offer, and was a personnel manager at the Nixon Nitration Works, until I was called back into service in 1950 to train officers and Rangers. I chose not to go to Korea; I'd had enough of war. I stayed around Hershey, Pennsylvania, finally finding a little farm, a little peaceful corner of the world, where I still live today. And there is not a day that goes by that I do not think of the men I served with who never got to enjoy the world without war.

 * Lipton: Henry V was talking to his men. He said, "from this day to the ending of the world... we in it shall be remembered. We lucky few, we band of brothers. For he who today shed his blood with me shall be my brother."

 * Winters: [quoting from a letter Mike Ranney wrote to him]: "I cherish the memories of a question my grandson asked me the other day, when he said: 'Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?' Grandpa said, 'No. But I served in the company of heroes.'"

Taglines

 * They depended on each other, and the world depended on them.

 * There was a time when the world asked ordinary men to do extraordinary things.

Cast

 * Damian Lewis - Maj. Richard Winters
 * Ron Livingston - Capt. Lewis Nixon
 * Matthew Settle - Capt. Ronald Speirs
 * David Schwimmer - Capt. Herbert Sobel
 * Rick Warden - 1st Lt. Harry Welsh
 * Neal McDonough - 1st Lt. Lynn "Buck" Compton
 * Donnie Wahlberg -2nd Lt. C. Carwood Lipton
 * Ross McCall - Cpl. Joseph Liebgott
 * Frank John Hughes - SSgt. William "Wild Bill" Guarnere
 * Scott Grimes - TSgt. Donald Malarkey
 * Rick Gomez - TSgt. George Luz
 * Simon Pegg - 1st Sgt. William Evans
 * Eion Bailey - Pfc. David Kenyon Webster
 * James Madio - TSgt. Frank Perconte
 * Kirk Acevedo - SSgt. Joseph Toye
 * Michael Cudlitz - Sgt. Denver "Bull" Randleman
 * Tim Matthews - PFC Alex Penkala
 * Marc Warren - Pvt. Albert Blithe
 * Dale Dye - Col. Robert F. Sink
 * Colin Hanks - 2nd LT Henry Jones
 * Dexter Fletcher - SSgt. John Martin
 * Matthew Leitch - 1Sgt. Floyd "Tab" Talbert
 * Jason O'Mara - 1st LT Thomas Meehan
 * Tom Hardy - PVT John Janovec
 * Jamie Bamber - 2nd LT Jack E. Foley
 * Phil McKee - Lt. Col. Robert L. Strayer

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Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy OM (June 2 1840 – January 11 1928) was an English novelist, short story writer and poet.

Quotes

Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.
 * These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown
 * Hap" (1866), lines 13-14, from Wessex Poems (1898)

A hundred miles away, The rime was on the spray, And starlight lit my lonesomeness.
 * When I set out for Lyonnesse,
 * "When I Set Out For Lyonnesse" (1870), lines 1-4, from Satires of Circumstance (1914)

 * To discover evil in a new friend is to most people only an additional experience
 * Desperate Remedies (1871), ch. 1

 * With all, the beautiful things of the earth become more dear as they elude pursuit; but with some natures utter elusion is the one special event which will make a passing love permanent for ever.
 * Desperate Remedies (1871), ch. 1

 * It is commonly said that no man was ever converted by argument, but there is a single one which will make any Laodicean in England, let him be once love-sick, wear prayer-books and become a zealous Episcopalian – the argument that his sweetheart can be seen from his pew.
 * Desperate Remedies (1871), vol. 2, ch. 4

 * To dwellers in a wood almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature. At the passing of the breeze the fir-trees sob and moan no less distinctly than they rock; the holly whistles as it battles with itself; the ash hisses amid its quiverings; the beech rustles while its flat boughs rise and fall.
 * Under the Greenwood Tree (1872), ch. 1

 * Good, but not religious-good.
 * Under the Greenwood Tree (1872), ch. 2

 * For of all the miseries attaching to miserable love, the worst is the misery of thinking that the passion which is the cause of them all may cease.
 * A Pair of Blue Eyes (1873), ch. 9

 * Work hard and be poor, do nothing and get more.
 * The Hand of Ethelberta (1876), ch. 1

 * Of course poets have morals and manners of their own, and custom is no argument with them.
 * The Hand of Ethelberta (1876), ch. 2

 * Like the British Constitution, she owes her success in practice to her inconsistencies in principle.
 * The Hand of Ethelberta (1876), ch. 9

 * A lover without indiscretion is no lover at all. Circumspection and devotion are a contradiction in terms.
 * The Hand of Ethelberta (1876), ch. 20

 * You calculated how to be uncalculating, and are natural by art!
 * The Hand of Ethelberta (1876), ch. 20

 * I have seldom known a man cunning with his brush who was not simple with his tongue; or, indeed, any skill in particular that was not allied to general stupidity.
 * The Hand of Ethelberta (1876), ch. 20

 * If you are cheerful, and wish to remain so, leave the study of astronomy alone. Of all the sciences, it alone deserves the character of the terrible.
 * Two on a Tower (1882), vol 1, ch. 4 (Swithin St Cleeve speaking to Viviette Constantine)

 * See what deceits love sows in honest minds!
 * Two on a Tower (1882), vol 2, ch. 1 (Viviette Constantine speaking to Swithin St Cleeve)

 * To find beauty in ugliness is the province of the poet.
 * Statement (5 August 1888), as quoted in The life of Thomas Hardy 1840-1928 (1962) by Florence Emily Hardy

Robert's kin, and John's, and Ned's, And the Squire, and Lady Susan, lie in Mellstock churchyard now!
 * William Dewy, Tranter Reuben, Farmer Ledlow late at plough,
 * "Friends Beyond", lines 1-3, from Wessex Poems (1898)

Uncoffined — just as found: His landmark is a kopje-crest That breaks the veldt around; And foreign constellations west Each night above his mound. Young Hodge the Drummer never knew — Fresh from his Wessex home — The meaning of the broad Karoo, The Bush, the dusty loam, And why uprose to nightly view Strange stars amid the gloam. Yet portion of that unknown plain Will Hodge forever be; His homely Northern breast and brain Grow to some Southern tree, And strange-eyed constellations reign His stars eternally.
 * They throw in Drummer Hodge, to rest
 * "Drummer Hodge" (1899), lines 1-18, from Poems of the Past and Present (1901)

What is doing, suffering, being; Not from noting Life’s conditions, Not from heeding Time’s monitions; But in cleaving to the Dream And in gazing at the Gleam Whereby gray things golden seem.
 * Whence comes solace? Not from seeing,
 * "On a Fine Morning" (1899), lines 1-7, from Poems of the Past and Present (1901)

Or with mine beating? When false things are brought low, And swift things have grown slow, Feigning like froth shall go, Faith be for aye.
 * Is your heart far away,
 * "Between Us Now," lines 21-24, from Poems of the Past and Present (1901)

When Frost was spectre-gray, And Winter’s dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day The tangled bine-stems scored the sky Like strings of broken lyres, And all mankind that haunted nigh Had sought their household fires.
 * I leant upon a coppice gate
 * "The Darkling Thrush" (1900), lines 1-8, from Poems of the Past and Present (1901)

In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom. So little cause for carolings Of such ecstatic sound Was written on terrestrial things Afar or nigh around, That I could think there trembled through His happy good-night air Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew And I was unaware.
 * An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
 * "The Darkling Thrush", lines 21-32

By Me created? Sad its lot? Nay: I have no remembrance of such place: Such world I fashioned not.
 * The Earth, say'st thou? The Human race?
 * "God-Forgotten", lines 4-8, from Poems of the Past and Present (1901)

Who holds that if way to the Better there be, it exacts a full look at the Worst, Who feels that delight is a delicate growth cramped by crookedness, custom, and fear, Get him up and be gone as one shaped awry; he disturbs the order here.
 * Let him to whose ears the low-voiced Best seems stilled by the clash of the First,
 * "In Tenebris", lines 37-40, from Poems of the Past and Present (1901)

Raking up leaves, Often I ponder how Springtime deceives,— I, an old woman now, Raking up leaves.
 * Here by the baring bough
 * "Autumn in King's Hintock Park" (1901), lines 1-6, from Time's Laughingstocks (1909)

 * People call me a pessimist; and if it is pessimism to think, with Sophocles, that "not to have been born is best," then I do not reject the designation. I never could understand why the word "pessimism" should be such a red rag to many worthy people; and I believe, indeed, that a good deal of the robustious, swaggering optimism of recent literature is at bottom cowardly and insincere. I do not see that we are likely to improve the world by asseverating, however loudly, that black is white, or at least that black is but a necessary contrast and foil, without which white would be white no longer. That is mere juggling with a metaphor. But my pessimism, if pessimism it be, does not involve the assumption that the world is going to the dogs, and that Ahriman is winning all along the line. On the contrary, my practical philosophy is distinctly meliorist. What are my books but one plea against "man's inhumanity to man" — to woman — and to the lower animals? [...] Whatever may be the inherent good or evil of life, it is certain that men make it much worse than it need be. When we have got rid of a thousand remediable ills, it will be time enough to determine whether the ill that is irremediable outweighs the good.
 * Feb 1901 conversation with William Archer, Real Conversations (1904), pp. 46-47

You shoot a fellow down You'd treat if met where any bar is, Or help to half-a-crown.
 * Yes; quaint and curious war is!
 * "The Man He Killed" (1902), lines 17-20, from Time's Laughingstocks (1909)

 * Few people seem to perceive fully as yet that the most far-reaching consequence of the establishment of the common origin of all species is ethical; that it logically involved a readjustment of altruistic morals, by enlarging, as a necessity of rightness, the application of what has been called the 'Golden Rule' from the area of mere mankind to that of the whole animal kingdom. Possibly Darwin himself did not quite perceive it. While man was deemed to be a creation apart from all other creations, a secondary or tertiary morality was considered good enough to practise towards the 'inferior' races; but no person who reasons nowadays can escape the trying conclusion that this is not maintainable. And though we may not at present see how the principle of equal justice all round is to be carried out in it entirety, I recognize that the League is grappling with the question.
 * Letter to the (1910)

The Past and I; I tended while it hovered nigh, Leaving me never alone.
 * We two kept house, the Past and I,
 * "The Ghost of the Past", lines 1-4, from Satires of Circumstance (1914)

Deep from human vanity, And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches she.
 * In a solitude of the sea
 * "The Convergence of the Twain" (Lines on the loss of the Titanic) (1912), lines 1-3, from Satires of Circumstance (1914)

In stature, grace, and hue, In shadowy silent distance grew the Iceberg too. Alien they seemed to be; No mortal eye could see The intimate welding of their later history, Or sign that they were bent By paths coincident On being anon twin halves of one august event, Till the Spinner of the Years Said "Now!" And each one hears, And consummation comes, and jars two hemispheres.
 * And as the smart ship grew
 * "The Convergence of the Twain (Lines on the loss of the Titanic)," lines 22-33

To sink down soon.... O you could not know That such swift fleeing No soul foreseeing — Not even I — would undo me so!
 * I seem but a dead man held on end
 * "The Going" (1912), lines 38-42, from Satires of Circumstance (1914)

Saying that now you are not as you were When you had changed from the one who was all to me, But as at first, when our day was fair.
 * Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me,
 * "The Voice" (1912), lines 1-4, from Satires of Circumstance (1914)

Men who march away Ere the barn-cocks say Night is growing gray, To hazards whence no tears can win us; What of the faith and fire within us Men who march away!
 * What of the faith and fire within us
 * "Men Who March Away" (1914), lines 1-7, from Moments of Vision (1917)

Shook all our coffins as we lay, And broke the chancel window-squares, We thought it was the Judgement Day.
 * That night your great guns, unawares,
 * "Channel Firing" (1914), lines 1-4, from Satires of Circumstance (1914)

In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half asleep as they stalk.''' Only thin smoke without flame From the heaps of couch-grass; Yet this will go onward the same Though Dynasties pass. Yonder a maid and her wight Come whispering by: '''War's annals will cloud into night Ere their story die.'''
 * '''Only a man harrowing clods
 * "In Time of 'The Breaking Of Nations'" (1915), lines 1-12, from Moments of Vision (1917); the title is derived from lines of Jeremiah 51:20: "Thou art my battle ax and weapons of war: for with thee will I break in pieces the nations."

Flesh perishes, I live on, Projecting trait and trace Through time to times anon, And leaping from place to place Over oblivion.
 * I am the family face;
 * Heredity, lines 1-6, from Moments of Vision (1917)

Down their carved names the raindrop plows.
 * Ah, no; the years, the years;
 * "During Wind and Rain", lines 27-28, from Moments of Vision (1917)

And the May month flaps its glad green leaves like wings, Delicate-filmed as new-spun silk, will the neighbours say, "He was a man who used to notice such things"?
 * When the Present has latched its postern behind my tremulous stay,
 * "Afterwards", lines 1-4, from Moments of Vision (1917)

And so do I.
 * This is the weather the shepherd shuns,
 * "Weathers," lines 10-11, from Late Lyrics and Earlier (1922)

And drops on gate bars hang in a row, And rooks in families homeward go, And so do I.
 * And meadow rivulets overflow,
 * "Weathers", lines 15-18

And says: "Here I and you Stand each in our degree: What do you mean to do,— Mean to do?"
 * A star looks down at me,
 * "Waiting Both," lines 1-5, from Human Shows, Far Phantasies, Songs and Trifles (1925)

 * If all hearts were open and all desires known — as they would be if people showed their souls — how many gapings, sighings, clenched fists, knotted brows, broad grins, and red eyes should we see in the market-place!
 * Diary entry (18 August 1908), quoted in The Later Years of Thomas Hardy (1930), by Florence Emily Hardy, ch. 10, p. 133

 * The value of old age depends upon the person who reaches it. To some men of early performance it is useless. To others, who are late to develop, it just enables them to finish the job.
 * Quoted in The Later Years of Thomas Hardy (1930), by Florence Emily Hardy, ch. 17, p. 212

Far from the Madding Crowd (1874)

 * Or, to state his character as it stood in the scale of public opinion, when his friends and critics were in tantrums, he was considered rather a bad man; when they were pleased, he was rather a good man; when they were neither, he was a man whose moral colour was a kind of pepper-and-salt mixture.
 * Ch. 1

 * The sovereign brilliancy of Sirius pierced the eye with a steely glitter, the star called Capella was yellow, Aldebaran and Betelgueux shone with a fiery red. To persons standing alone on a hill during a clear midnight such as this, the roll of the world eastward is almost a palpable movement.
 * Ch. 2

 * To find themselves utterly alone at night where company is desirable and expected makes some people fearful; but a case more trying by far to the nerves is to discover some mysterious companionship when intuition, sensation, memory, analogy, testimony, probability, induction — every kind of evidence in the logician's list — have united to persuade consciousness that it is quite in isolation.
 * Ch. 2

 * Love is a possible strength, in an actual weakness. Marriage transforms a distraction into a support, the power of which should be, and happily often is, in direct proportion to the degree of imbecility it supplants.
 * Ch. 4

 * And at home by the fire, whenever you look up, there I shall be — and whenever I look up, there will be you.
 * Ch. 4 (Gabriel Oak, proposing to Bathsheba Everdene)

 * A nice unparticular man.
 * Ch. 8

 * It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.
 * Ch. 51

The Return of the Native (1878)

 * Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish cloud shutting out the sky was as a tent which had the whole heath for its floor.
 * Bk. I, ch. 1

 * In fact, precisely at this transitional point of its nightly roll into darkness the great and particular glory of the Egdon waste began, and nobody could be said to understand the heath who had not been there at such a time. It could best be felt when it could not clearly be seen, its complete effect and explanation lying in this and the succeeding hours before the next dawn; then, and only then, did it tell its true tale.
 * Bk. I, ch. 1

 * The place became full of a watchful intentness now; for when other things sank blooding to sleep the heath appeared slowly to awake and listen.
 * Bk. I, ch. 1

 * It was at present a place perfectly accordant with man's nature—neither ghastly, hateful, nor ugly; neither commonplace, unmeaning, nor tame; but, like man, slighted and enduring; and withal singularly colossal and mysterious in its swarthy monotony. As with some persons who have long lived apart, solitude seemed to look out of its countenance. It had a lonely face, suggesting tragical possibilities.
 * Bk. I, ch. 1

 * The great inviolate place had an ancient permanence which the sea cannot claim. Who can say of a particular sea that it is old? Distilled by the sun, kneaded by the moon, it is renewed in a year, in a day, or in an hour. The sea changed, the fields changed, the rivers, the villages, and the people changed, yet Egdon remained.
 * Bk. I, ch. 1

 * Above the plain rose the hill, above the hill rose the barrow, and above the barrow rose the figure. Above the figure was nothing that could be mapped elsewhere than on a celestial globe.
 * Bk. I, ch. 2

 * To dwell on a heath without studying its meanings was like wedding a foreigner without learning his tongue. The subtle beauties of the heath were lost to Eustacia; she only caught its vapours. An environment which would have made a contented woman a poet, a suffering woman a devotee, a pious woman a psalmist, even a giddy woman thoughtful, made a rebellious woman saturnine.
 * Bk. I, ch. 7

 * "Ah," she said to herself, "want of an object to live for—that's all is the matter with me!"
 * Bk. II, ch. 4

 * The rural world was not ripe for him. A man should be only partially before his time—to be completely to the vanward in aspirations is fatal to fame. Had Philip's warlike son been intellectually so far ahead as to have attempted civilization without bloodshed, he would have been twice the godlike hero that he seemed, but nobody would have heard of an Alexander.
 * Bk. III, ch. 2

 * A well proportioned mind is one which shows no particular bias; one of which we may safely say that it will never cause its owner to be confined as a madman, tortured as a heretic, or crucified as a blasphemer. Also, on the other hand, that it will never cause him to be applauded as a prophet, revered as a priest, or exalted as a king. Its usual blessings are happiness and mediocrity.
 * Bk. III, ch. 2

 * The heath and changes of weather were quite blotted out from their eyes for the present. They were enclosed in a sort of luminous mist, which hid from them surroundings of any inharmonious colour, and gave to all things the character of light. When it rained they were charmed, because they could remain indoors together all day with such a show of reason; when it was fine they were charmed, because they could sit together on the hills. They were like those double stars which revolve round and round each other, and from a distance appear to be one.
 * Bk. IV, ch. 1

 * When that half-burnt log and those cinders were alight she was alive! Little has been changed here yet. I can do nothing. My life creeps like a snail.
 * Bk. V, ch. 2

 * There's reason for ghastliness. Eustacia, you have held my happiness in the hollow of your hand, and like a devil you have dashed it down!
 * Bk. V, ch. 3

 * How bewitched I was! How could there be any good in a woman that everybody spoke ill of?
 * Bk. V, ch. 3

The Mayor of Casterbridge (1886)

 * She had the hard, half-apathetic expression of one who deems anything possible at the hands of Time and Chance except, perhaps, fair play.
 * Ch. 1

 * And all her shining keys will be took from her, and her cupboards opened; and little things a' didn't wish seen, anybody will see; and her wishes and ways will all be as nothing!
 * Ch. 18

 * Who is such a reprobate as I! And yet it seems that even I be in Somebody's hand!
 * Ch. 41

 * But the ingenious machinery contrived by the Gods for reducing human possibilities of amelioration to a minimum — which arranges that wisdom to do shall come pari passu with the departure of zest for doing — stood in the way of all that.
 * Ch. 44

 * That Elizabeth-Jane Farfrae be not told of my death, or made to grieve on account of me. And that I be not bury'd in consecrated ground. And that no sexton be asked to toll the bell. And that nobody is wished to see my dead body. And that no murners walk behind me at my funeral. And that no flours be planted on my grave. And that no man remember me.
 * Ch. 45 (Henchard's will)

 * Her strong sense that neither she nor any human being deserved less than was given, did not blind her to the fact that there were others receiving less who had deserved much more. And in being forced to class herself among the fortunate she did not cease to wonder at the persistence of the unforeseen, when the one to whom such unbroken tranquility had been accorded in the adult stage was she whose youth had seemed to teach that happiness was but the occasional episode in a general drama of pain.
 * Ch. 45 (last lines)

The Woodlanders (1887)

 * All that blooth means heavy autumn work for him and his hands.
 * Ch. XIX

Tess of the d'Urbervilles (1891)

 * 'Twas a little one-eyed, blinking sort o' place.
 * Phase the First: The Maiden, ch. I

 * She had no fear of the shadows; her sole idea seemed to be to shun mankind — or rather that cold accretion called the world, which, so terrible in the mass, is so unformidable, even pitiable, in its units.
 * Phase the Second: Maiden No More, ch. XIII

 * So the baby was carried in a small deal box, under an ancient woman's shawl, to the churchyard that night, and buried by lantern-light, at the cost of a shilling and a pint of beer to the sexton, in that shabby corner of God's allotment where He lets the nettles grow, and where all unbaptized infants, notorious drunkards, suicides, and others of the conjecturally damned are laid.
 * Phase the Second: Maiden No More, ch. XIV

 * Considering his position he became wonderfully free from the chronic melancholy which is taking hold of the civilized races with the decline of belief in a beneficent Power.
 * Phase the Third: The Rally, ch. XVIII

 * Moreover she, and Clare also, stood as yet on the debatable land between predilection and love; where no profundities have been reached; no reflections have set in, awkwardly inquiring, "Whither does this new current tend to carry me? What does it mean to my future? How does it stand towards my past?"
 * Phase the Third: The Rally, ch. XX

 * Patience, that blending of moral courage with physical timidity.
 * Phase the Fifth: The Woman Pays, ch. XLIII

 * "How can I pray for you," she said, "when I am forbidden to believe that the great Power who moves the world would alter His plans on my account?"
 * phase the Sixth: The Convert, ch. XLVI

 * "Justice" was done, and the President of the Immortals (in Aeschylean phrase) had ended his sport with Tess. And the d'Urberville knights and dames slept on in their tombs unknowing. The two speechless gazers bent themselves down to the earth, as if in prayer, and remained thus a long time, absolutely motionless: the flag continued to wave silently. As soon as they had strength, they arose, joined hands again, and went on.
 * Phase the Seventh: Fulfilment, ch. LIX (last lines)

Jude the Obscure (1895)

 * But nobody did come, because nobody does; and under the crushing recognition of his gigantic error Jude continued to wish himself out of the world.
 * Pt. I, ch. IV

 * [Of a wedding:] And so, standing before the aforesaid officiator, the two swore that at every other time of their lives till death took them, they would assuredly believe, feel, and desire precisely as they had believed, felt, and desired during the few preceding weeks. What was as remarkable as the undertaking itself was the fact that nobody seemed at all surprised at what they swore.
 * Pt. I, ch. IX

 * Their lives were ruined, he thought; ruined by the fundamental error of their matrimonial union: that of having based a permanent contract on a temporary feeling which had no necessary connection with affinities that alone render a lifelong comradeship tolerable.
 * Pt. I, ch. XI

 * Sometimes a woman's love of being loved gets the better of her conscience, and though she is agonized at the thought of treating a man cruelly, she encourages him to love her while she doesn't love him at all. Then, when she sees him suffering, her remorse sets in, and she does what she can to repair the wrong.
 * Pt. IV, ch. V

 * Done because we are too menny.
 * Pt. VI, ch. II

 * Do not do an immoral thing for moral reasons!
 * Pt. VI, ch. III

The Dynasts (1904–1908)

 * Full text onli

Eternal artistries in Circumstance.
 * It works unconsciously, as heretofore,
 * Pt. I, forescene, Shade of the Earth & Spirit of the Years

This viewless, voiceless Turner of the Wheel?
 * Why doth IT so and so, and ever so,
 * Pt. I, forescene, Spirit of the Pities

 * A local cult, called Christianity.
 * Pt. I, sc. vi, Spirit of the Years

Upon a mind o’erwrought.
 * Aggressive Fancy working spells
 * Pt. I, sc. vi, Napoleon

The slaughters of the race were writ.
 * Ere systemed suns were globed and lit
 * Pt. II, sc. v, Semichorus I

 * My argument is that War makes rattling good history; but Peace is poor reading.
 * Pt. II, sc. v, Spirit Sinister

Misattributed
2) John Lubbock, 1st Baron Avebury, Peace and Happiness (Macmillan, 1909), ch. XV: Religion
 * The main object of religion is not to get a man into heaven, but to get heaven into him.
 * This quote can be traced to two authors, in books published within the same year: 1) Rev. Edward John Hardy, known as E.J. Hardy (1849-1920), How to Be Happy Though Civil: A Book on Manners (New York, Scribners, 1909), ch. VI: A Christian Gentleman;

Quotes about Hardy

 * But oh yes, dear Louis, she [Tess] is vile. The pretence of 'sexuality' is only equalled by the absence of it, and the abomination of the language by the author's reputation for style.
 * Henry James, Letter to R.L. Stevenson, 17 February 1893, in Thomas Hardy: The Critical Heritage, ed. R.G. Cox (1995)

 * (If you had to name a favorite novelist, who would it be?) Thomas Hardy. Ever since I first read him, in high school, I’ve felt a kinship with his characters, his sense of place, his pitiless vision of humanity. I continue to reread him as often as I can. The architecture of his novels is magnificent, and the way his characters move through time and space is remarkably controlled. The world he creates is absolutely specific, as is the psychological terrain. In spite of the great scope of his work, its breadth and complexity, the prose is clean, straightforward, economical. No scene, no detail, no sentence is wasted.
 * Jhumpa Lahiri Interview (2013)

 * One of the most dramatic of novelists—except on the rare occasions when he is melodramatic—Mr Hardy has endued with life and colour all that a student of antiquities, history, architecture, and folk-lore could discover relating to his native county; and with wonderful accuracy, lightness, and charm he has revealed the poetry with which the ways of the woodman and the farmer, the neatherd, the shepherd, and other rural figures, are still surrounded.
 * Edward Wright,, April 1904, quote on pp. 507–508

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Talk:John A. Macdonald

"its not drink that makes me sick but the rantings of my honourable opponent"...whats the name of the opponent?

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 * We must protect the rights of minorities, and the rich are always fewer in number than the poor.
 * Sir John A. Macdonald said this in the privacy of the Quebec Conference of 1864 when they were constructing the Senate.

 * The scheme as a whole has met with almost universal approval.
 * Talking to the legistlature about confederation.

 * I would be quite willing, personally, to leave that whole country a wilderness for the next half-century but I fear if Englishmen do not go there, Yankees will.
 * Letter to Sir Edward W. Watkin-1865.

 * I say that there is a deliberate conspiracy, by force, by fraud, or by both, to force Canada into the American Union.
 * Speech, Academy of Music, Toronto-1891.

 * Anyone can support me when they think I'm right. What I want is someone that will support me when I am wrong.

 * Yes, In my Canada the rich will always be a minority
 * Asked if he believe in minority rights.

 * Ain't I the old devil though?
 * After being read aloud a long list of political mistakes.

 * "As I myself will love all since I'm british, Goodbye love"

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Adam Przeworski

Adam Przeworski (born 1940) is a Polish-American professor of Political Science. He was one of the members of the Analytical Marxism movement, and wrote Capitalism and Social Democracy in 1986.

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 * Thus finally we must abandon even the title. It is not the proletariat that is being formed into a class: it is a variety of persons some of whom are separated from the system of production. Processes of forming workers into a class do not take place in a vacuum; rather, they are inextricably tied to the totality of processes through which collectivities appear in struggle at particular moments of history. And the outcomes of these processes, while not arbitrary, are not determined uniquely by the structure of social relations. More than one outcome lies within the limits set by those relations.
 * "Proletariat into a Class: The Process of Class Formation from Karl Kautsky’s The Class Struggle to Recent Controversies", Politics & Society (1977)

 * Marx may have erred in analyzing the nature of this conflict. Interests of workers and capitalists may not be irreconcilable under all circumstances, and workers may see the choice between capitalism and socialism differently depending upon the specific political and economic conditions under which they live.
 * Adam Przeworski and Michael Wallerstein, The American Political Science Review (Jun., 1982)

 * Social democrats will not lead European societies into socialism. Even if workers would prefer to live under socialism, the process of transition must lead to a crisis before socialism could be organized.
 * Capitalism and social democracy (1985), Ch 1. Social Democracy as a Historical Phenomenon

 * Capitalism is a system in which many scarce resources are owned privately, and decisions about allocating them are a private prerogative. Democracy is a system through which people as citizens may express preferences about allocating resources that they do not privately own. Hence the perennial question of political theory and of practical politics concerns the competence of these two systems with regard to each other. Is it possible for governments to control a capitalist economy? In particular, is it possible to steer the economy against the interests and preferences of those who control productive wealth?
 * Adam Przeworski and Michael Wallerstein, The American Political Science Review (Mar., 1988)

 * Democracy is a system in which parties lose elections. [Footnote:] Note that the presence of a party that wins elections does not define a system as democratic: The Albanian People's party has regularly produced overwhelming victories. It is only when there are parties that lose and when losing is neither a social disgrace (Kishlansky 1986) nor a crime that democracy flourishes."
 * Democracy and the Market: Political and economic reforms in Eastern Europe and Latin America (Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1991), p.10.

 * Democracy can be an equilibrium: a system of "self-government" in which the distinction between the rulers and the ruled disappears.
 * Adam Przeworski (1991) Democracy and the Market: Political and Economic Reforms in Eastern Europe, p. 26

 * If a Martian were asked to pick the most efficient and humane economic systems on earth, it would certainly not choose the countries which rely most on markets. The United States is a stagnant economy in which real wages have been constant for more than a decade and the real income of the bottom 40 percent of the population declined. It is an inhumane society in which 11.5 percent of the population, some 32 million people, including 20 percent of all children, live in absolute poverty. It is the oldest democracy on earth but also one with the lowest voting rates among democracies and the highest per capita prison population in the world. The fastest developing countries in the world today are among those where the state pursues active industrial and trade policies; the few countries in the world in which almost no one is poor today are those in which the state has been engaged in massive social welfare and labor market policies.
 * In: Journal of Democracy. Vol. 3, Nr. 3 (1992), p. 46

 * The simple answer to the question with which we began is that we do not know whether democracy fosters or hinders economic growth.
 * Adam Przeworski and Fernando Limongi, The Journal of Economic Perspectives (Summer, 1993)

 * What makes democracies sustainable, given the context of exogenous conditions, are their institutions and performance. Democracy is sustainable when its institutional framework promotes normatively desirable and politically desired objectives, such as freedom from arbitrary violence, material security, equality, or justice, and when, in turn, these institutions are adept at handling crises that arise when such objectives are not being fulfilled.
 * Adam Przeworski, Sustainable Democracy (1995), Conclusion

 * Since in this view dictatorships generate development while development leads to democracy, the best way to democracy was said to be a circuitous one. Yet common sense would indicate that in order to strengthen democracy we should strengthen democracy, not support dictatorships. And, even if G. B. Shaw warned that "common sense is that which tells us that the world is flat," the lesson of our analysis is that this time it is the best guide. With development, democracy can flourish in poor countries.
 * Adam Przeworski and Fernando Limongi, "Modernization: Theories and Facts", World Politics (Jan., 1997)

 * The conclusions are self-evident, so I just state them. Electoral winners and losers obey the results of democratic competition and thus democracy is sustained merely as a consequence of political forces pursuing their interests. Whether this explanation is sufficient or some cultural patterns are necessary for democracy to endure is just hard to tell, as is whether democracy can survive even when it is not supported by economic self-interest.
 * Chapter 5. "Why Do Political Parties Obey Results of Elections?" in Democracy and the Rule of Law (2003) edited by José María Maravall and Adam Przeworski

 * The central thing I learned was that reformism was a rational strategy for workers. It was in the interest of workers to support capitalist democracy. An electoral victory of pure workers’ parties was not historically feasible, because the assumption that manual workers in industry and transportation would one day become the overwhelming majority of the population in industrializing countries was mistaken.
 * interview by Gerardo Munck on February 24, 2003, published in Passion, Craft, and Method in Comparative Politics edited by Gerardo L. Munck and Richard Snyder

 * In general dictators have not done better at [economic] policies than democrats—far from it. Most dictators have ravaged their countries for personal gain. Scholars have asked whether democracy helps or hurts the economic growth of poor countries and despite many surveys, have come to no conclusive answer.
 * In: Fareed Zakaria (2007) The Future of Freedom. p. 251

 * Is “democracy,” as we understand the term today, an implementation of “self-government,” as this ideal was formulated when representative institutions were first established? The evidence is mixed.
 * Democracy and the Limits of Self-Government (2010), Chapter 8. Democracy as an Implementation of Self-Government in Our Times

Quotes about Przeworski

 * It is now clear from the work of Adam Przeworski and others, however, that democracies do not grow more slowly than nondemocracies, so that there is no economic cost of democracy to be explained.
 * Ian Shapiro, The Moral Foundation of Politics (2003), Chapter 6. Anti-Enlightenment Politics

 * There are other types of circumstance in which capacity to predict will support one descriptive cut at a problem over others. For instance, Przeworski et al. have shown that although level of economic development does not predict the installation of democracy, there is a strong relationship between level of per capita income and the survival of democratic regimes.
 * Ian Shapiro, The Flight from Reality in the Human Sciences (2005), Chapter 5. Problems, Methods, and Theories in the Study of Politics: Or, What’s Wrong With Political Science and What to Do about It

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Theda Bara

Theda Bara was the stage name of Theodosia Burr Goodman (29 July 1885 – 7 April 1955), a silent film actress popularly known as "The Vamp." One of Hollywood’s first major movie stars, she become known for her exotic style and as a sex symbol in the first few decades of the 1900's. Most of her work has been lost.

Quotes

 * To be good is to be forgotten. I'm going to be so bad I'll always be remembered.
 * As quoted in "The Confessions of Theda Bara" by Agnes Smith, Photoplay Magazine, Vol. 18 No. 1 (June 1920), pp. 57–58, 110–111

 * The reason good women like me and flock to my pictures is that there is a little bit of vampire instinct in every woman.
 * Reportedly said around the time of her retirement, circa 1926, as quoted in Women, Women, Women: Quips, Quotes, and Commentary (1977) by Leta W. Clark, p. 16

 * I will continue doing vampires as long as people sin.
 * As quoted in Sexy Origins and Intimate Things : The Rites and Rituals of Straights, Gays, Bi's, Drags, Trans, Virgins, and Others (1998) Charles Panati, p. 295

Quotes about Bara

 * After Theda Barra appeared in A Fool There Was, a vampire wave surged over the country. Women appeared in vampire gowns, pendant earrings, and even young girls were attempting to change from frank, open-eyed ingenues to the almond-eyed, carmine-lipped woman of subtlety and mystery.
 * Mary Pickford, "To Be Or Not To Be a Vampire", The Day [New London, CT] (16 May 1916), p. 11

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