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Victory

Victory is a term, originally in applied to warfare, given to success achieved in personal combat, after military operations in general or, by extension, in any competition. Success in a military campaign is considered a strategic victory, while the success in a military engagement is a tactical victory. Archetypical victories of good over evil, or of light over dark etc. are a recurring theme in mythology and fairy tales. In terms of human emotion, victory is accompanied with strong feelings of elation; in mythology, victory is often deified, as with the Greek Nike or Roman Victoria.

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 * Victory belongs to those who can say 'Victory is mine'. Success belongs to those who can begin saying 'I will succeed' and say 'I have succeed' in the end.
 * Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, published in the Hakimiyet-i Milliye on 12 January 1925.

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 * One of the greatest victories you can gain over someone is to beat him at politeness.
 * Josh Billings, as quoted in Lifetime Speaker's Encyclopedia (1962) by Jacob Morton Braude, p. 601.

 * Victory belongs to the most persevering.
 * Napoleon Bonaparte, as quoted in Excellent Quotations for Home and School (1888) by Julia B. Hoitt, p. 51.

 * The most dangerous moment comes with victory.
 * Napoleon Bonaparte, as quoted in Your Mind Power Unleashed (2001) by Thomas W. Foster, p. 123.

 * It is for man to establish the reign of liberty in the midst of the world of the given. To gain the supreme victory, it is necessary, for one thing, that by and through their natural differentiation men and women unequivocally affirm their brotherhood.
 * Simone de Beauvoir, in The Second Sex [Le Deuxième Sexe] (1949) as translated by H M Parshley (1972)

 * There is good, in one view, in feeling that we have crossed the Rubicon and are in for it; then we shall hold stoutly on; otherwise, we may be advancing with only half a heart. And there are important cases in which the difference between half a heart and a whole one makes just the difference between signal defeat and splendid victory.
 * Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd in The Every-day Philosopher in Town and Country (1865), p. 101.

 * Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious.
 * Robert Burns in "Tam o' Shanter".

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 * As always, victory will have a hundred fathers, but defeat will never be acknowledged by anyone at all.
 * Galeazzo Ciano (1946) The Diano Diaries, 1939-1943. Milan: Rizzoli.

 * You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word: It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
 * Winston Churchill, speech in the House of Commons, after taking office as Prime Minister (13 May 1940).

 * The problems of victory are more agreeable than the problems of defeat, but they are no less difficult.
 * Winston Churchill, Speech House of Commons (11 November 1942).

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 * Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. 	To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need.Not one of all the purple Host 	Who took the Flag today Can tell the definition So clear of victoryAs he defeated – dying – On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Burst agonized and clear!
 * Emily Dickinson, "Success is counted sweetest" (112)
 * Variants: "plain" for clear", "Break, agonizing" for "Burst agonized"

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 * The god of Victory is said to be one-handed, but Peace gives victory to both sides.
 * Ralph Waldo Emerson, in Journals (1867).

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 * Victory is sweetest when you've known defeat.
 * Malcolm S. Forbes, as quoted in Wisdom Through the Ages (2003) by Helen Granat, p. 69.

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 * Victory attained by violence is tantamount to a defeat, for it is momentary.
 * Mahatma Gandhi, Satyagraha Leaflet No. 13 (3 May 1919).

 * We improve ourselves by victories over ourself. There must be contests, and you must win.
 * Edward Gibbon as quoted in Sophia's Fire  (2005) by Sango Mbella, p. 100.

 * All victories breed hate, and that over your superior is foolish or fatal.
 * Baltasar Gracián, in The Art of Worldly Wisdom (1647), Maxim 7 : Avoid victories over your superiors; as translated by Joseph Jacobs (1892).

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 * If you think you can win, you can win. Faith is necessary to victory.
 * William Hazlitt, Table Talk : Essays On Men And Manners, "On Great and Little Things" (1821-1822).

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 * Woe to the Christian Church when it will have been victorious in this world, for then it is not the Church that has been victorious but the world. Then the heterogeneity between Christianity and the world has vanished, the world has won, and Christianity has lost.
 * Søren Kierkegaard, Practice in Christianity (1850), as translated by H. and E. Hong (1991), p. 223

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 * There's feasting spread in gorgeous halls, The lamps flash round the city walls, And many a flood of lustre falls   O'er many an honoured name. Turn thou from this, and enter where Some mother weeps o'er her despair, Some desolate bride rends her rich hair,    Some orphan joins the cry ! Then back again to the death plain, Where lie those whom they weep in vain, And ask, in gazing on the slain,    What art thou, Victory ?
 * Letitia Elizabeth Landon The London Literary Gazette, 21st January 1826. 'Io Triumphe' (under the pen name Iole)

 * Easy victories aren’t worth winning.
 * Ursula K. Le Guin, The Eye of the Heron (1978), Chapter 4

 * Beware of rashness, but with energy, and sleepless vigilance, go forward and give us victories.
 * Abraham Lincoln, in a letter to General Joseph Hooker, placing him in command of the Army of the Potomac (26 January 1863).

 * Force is all-conquering, but its victories are short-lived.
 * Abraham Lincoln as quoted in Excellent Quotations for Home and School (1888) by Julia B. Hoitt, p. 97.

 * Not in the clamour of the crowded street, Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, But in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
 * Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, in "The Poets" (1876).

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 * Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.
 * Horace Mann, address at Antioch College (1859).

 * In war there is no substitute for victory.
 * Douglas MacArthur, farewell address to Congress (1951).

 * Who overcomes By force, hath overcome but half his foe.
 * John Milton, in Paradise Lost, Book I Line 648.

 * There are some defeats more triumphant than victories.
 * Michel de Montaigne in Essays Ch. 30 : Of Cannibals.

 * Some of my followers will remain victorious (and on the right path) till the Last Day comes, and they will still be victorious.
 * Muhammad, Narrated in [[Bukhari]by Al-Mughira bin Shu`ba Vol. 4, Book 56, Hadith 834]

 * I have been given the keys of eloquent speech and given victory with awe (cast into the hearts of the enemy), and while I was sleeping last night, the keys of the treasures of the earth were brought to me till they were put in my hand.
 * Muhammad, Narrated in [[Bukhari] by Abu Huraira, Vol. 9, Book 87, Hadith 127]

 * I have been sent with the shortest expressions bearing the widest meanings, and I have been made victorious with terror (cast in the hearts of the enemy), and while I was sleeping, the keys of the treasures of the world were brought to me and put in my hand.
 * Muhammad, Narrated in Abu Huraira, in Bukhari, Volume 4, Book 52, Number 220

 * I have been sent with Jawami al-Kalim (i.e., the shortest expression carrying the widest meanings), and I was made victorious with awe (caste into the hearts of the enemy), and while I was sleeping, the keys of the treasures of the earth were brought to me and were put in my hand.
 * Muhammad, Narrated in Bukhari by Abu Huraira, Vol. 9, Book 87, Hadith 141

 * There is no god but Allah, the One Who conferred upon His armies the honour of victory and helped His servant rout the clans; there is nothing after that.
 * Muhammad, Narrated in Sahih Muslim by Abu Huraira, Book 35, Hadith 6572

 * None has the right to be worshipped but Allah; He is One and has no partner. All the kingdoms is for Him, and all the praises are for Him, and He is Omnipotent. We are returning with repentance, worshipping, prostrating, and praising our Lord. He has kept up His promise and made His slave victorious, and He Alone defeated all the clans of (nonbelievers).
 * Muhammad, Narrated in Bulugh by Jabir bin 'Abdullah, Book 1, Hadith 136

 * On the day of Khaibar, Allah's Messenger (ﷺ) said, "Tomorrow I will give this flag to a man through whose hands Allah will give us victory. He loves Allah and His Apostle, and he is loved by Allah and His Apostle." The people remained that night, wondering as to who would be given it. In the morning the people went to Allah's Messenger (ﷺ) and everyone of them was hopeful to receive it (i.e. the flag). The Prophet said, "Where is `Ali bin Abi Talib?" It was said, "He is suffering from eye trouble O Allah's Apostle." He said, "Send for him." `Ali was brought and Allah's Messenger (ﷺ) spat in his eye and invoked good upon him. So `Ali was cured as if he never had any trouble. Then the Prophet (ﷺ) gave him the flag. `Ali said "O Allah's Messenger (ﷺ)! I will fight with them till they become like us." Allah's Messenger (ﷺ) said, "Proceed and do not hurry. When you enter their territory, call them to embrace Islam and inform them of Allah's Rights which they should observe, for by Allah, even if a single man is led on the right path (of Islam) by Allah through you, then that will be better for you than the nice red camels.
 * Muhammad, Narrated in Bukhari by Sahl bin Sa`d, Vol. 5, Book 59, Hadith 521

 * God willing, when Allah has granted us victory, our halt tomorrow will be at Khaif, where they (the unbelievers of Mecca) had taken an oath on unbelief.
 * Muhammad, Narrated in Sahih Muslimby Abu Huraira, Book 7, Hadith 3015

 * The problem after a war is the victor. He thinks he has just proved that war and violence pay.
 * A. J. Muste, Statement of 1941, as quoted in A People's History (1980) by Howard Zinn, p. 416

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 * O Death where is thy sting, O Grave where is thy victory?
 * Paul of Tarsus, 1 Corinthians 16:54 - 56.

 * There are two kinds of defeat. Whether in chains or in laurels, L iberty knows nothing but victories.
 * Wendell Phillips in "The Lesson of the Hour" (1 November 1859); published in Echoes of Harper's Ferry (1860) edited by James Redpath; also called "John Brown and the Spirit of Fifty-nine".

 * Those who know how to win are much more numerous than those who know how to make proper use of their victories.
 * Polybius, Histories Book X, Ch. 31.

 * Another such victory over the Romans, and we are undone.
 * Pyrrhus of Epirus, in a statement that is the etymon of "Pyrrhic victory".

 * Et primo ferri motu prosternite mundum; sitque palam, quas tot duxit Pompeius in urbem curribus, unius gentes non esse triumphi.
 * One stroke of sword and all the world is yours. Make plain to all men that the crowds who decked Pompeius' hundred pageants scarce were fit For one poor triumph —
 * Marcus Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia, Book VII, line 278, as translated by Sir Edward Ridley

R

 * I wish to preach, not the doctrine of ignoble ease, but the doctrine of the strenuous life. … Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in that grey twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat.
 * Theodore Roosevelt, in a speech at the Hamilton Club, Chicago (10 April 1899).

 * It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.
 * Theodore Roosevelt, in "Citizenship in a Republic " a speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, France (23 April 1910).

 * An attitude of moderation is apt to be misunderstood when passions are greatly excited and when victory is apt to rest with the extremists on one side or the other; yet I think it is in the long run the only wise attitude.
 * Theodore Roosevelt, in Theodore Roosevelt — An Autobiography (1913).

S

 * I will appoint captains to rule my cities, for it is in the compelling zest of high adventure and of victory, and in creative action, that man finds his supreme joys.
 * Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Citadelle (1948) (translated into English as The Wisdom of the Sands).

 * With each loss, new buds of victory unfold in our hearts.
 * Ōsugi Sakae, The Power They Hold. Originally published in Kindai shisō (Modern Thought), Vol. 1, No. 9, June 1913. Translated by Michael Schauerte

 * If I win, lose or draw? It's a victory for all!
 * Charlie Skarbek, "World in Union" (1991)

 * You win the victory when you yield to friends.
 * Sophocles, in Ajax as translated by John Moore.

 * Minds are conquered not by arms, but by love and magnanimity.
 * Baruch Spinoza, in Ethics as translated by Andrew Boyle.

 * The best victory is when the opponent surrenders of its own accord before there are any actual hostilities... It is best to win without fighting.
 * Sun Tzu, in The Art of War.

 * Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win.
 * Sun Tzu, in The Art of War.

V

 * If it had not been for these things, I might have lived out my life talking at street corners to scorning men. I might have died, unmarked, unknown, a failure. Now we are not a failure. This is our career and our triumph. Never in our full life could we hope to do such work for tolerance, for justice, for man's understanding of man as now we do by accident. Our words — our lives — our pains — nothing!  The taking of our lives — lives of a good shoemaker and a poor fish-peddler — all! That last moment belongs to us — that agony is our triumph.
 * Bartolomeo Vanzetti, The Letters of Sacco and Vanzetti (2007) . London: Penguin. p. l.
 * Attributed to Vanzetti by Philip D. Strong, a reporter for the who visited him in prison in May 1927, three months before his execution.

W

 * Victory belongs to those that believe in it the most and believe in it the longest. We're going to believe.
 * Randall Wallace, in Pearl Harbor (2001); lines said by Alec Baldwin, portraying Lt. Col. Jimmy Doolittle.

Respectfully Quoted: A Dictionary of Quotations (1989)

 * The people who remained victorious were less like conquerors than conquered.
 * Augustine,  De Civitate Dei (c. 413–426), book 3, chapter 19, trans. as The City of God in Marcus Dods, ed., The Works of Aurelius Augustine vol. 1 (1871), p. 119–20.

 * I would say to the House, as I said to those who have joined this Government: "I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat".… You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word: It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
 * Winston Churchill, speech, House of Commons (May 13, 1940), Winston S. Churchill: His Complete Speeches, 1897–1963, ed. Robert Rhodes James, vol. 6 (1974), p. 6220.

 * No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
 * John Gay, "We've Cheated the Parson" (song), Polly: an Opera, air 46, act II, scene x, The Poetical Works of John Gay, ed. John Underhill, vol. 2 (1893), p. 336.

 * There's an old saying that victory has 100 fathers and defeat is an orphan.
 * John F. Kennedy, referring to the Bay of Pigs disaster, press conference, April 21, 1961. The Public Papers of the Presidents of the United States: John F. Kennedy, 1961, p. 312.

 * Beware of rashness, but with energy, and sleepless vigilance, go forward and give us victories.
 * Abraham Lincoln, letter to General Joseph Hooker, January 26, 1863; in Roy P. Basler, ed., The Collected Works of Abraham Lincoln (1953), vol. 6, p. 79.

 * Upon the fields of friendly strife Are sown the seeds That, upon other fields, on other days Will bear the fruits of victory.
 * Douglas MacArthur, Reminiscences (1964), p. 82. MacArthur wrote these lines while superintendent of the U.S. Military Academy at West Point, New York, 1919–1922, and had them engraved over the entrance to the gymnasium.

 * Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.
 * Horace Mann, baccalaureate address, Antioch College, Yellow Springs, Ohio (1859); Life and Works of Horace Mann, ed. Mrs. Mary Mann, vol. 1 (1868), p. 575. "The motivating principle of Mann's life was nowhere better or more clearly expressed than in the oft-quoted words with which he closed his last Commencement address at Antioch College". Dictionary of American Biography, vol. 6, p. 243. Mann died a few weeks later. He had served in Congress 1848–1853.

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Cry Wolf

Cry Wolf is a 2005 horror/slasher murder mystery about the spreading of an online rumor that a serial killer called "The Wolf" committed a recent murder and is planning to strike again.
 * Directed by Jeff Wadlow. Written by Jeff Wadlow and Beau Bauman.

BeLIEve (taglines)

Owen

 * This is high school. Nothing is for real.
 * You can't convince us if you can't convince yourself.
 * What's that supposed to mean? 'Be careful what you wish for?'
 * I think our original hoax... the mass e-mail.. was read by the person who murdered that girl.
 * You wanted me to believe that you were off-campus.
 * Whenever someone lies, they normally have a tell.
 * You don't really think the angry homophobe thing is fooling anyone, do you?
 * From the moment we met... you planned it. The whole thing.

Dodger

 * It's like you're playing checkers. And I'm playing chess.
 * It's a lying game. The object: Avoid suspicion. Manipulate your friends. Eliminate your enemies.
 * It's a small school. Word spreads fast.
 * We're going to create a killer.
 * Some townie was screwing the wrong guy.
 * Honestly, Owen, even if that were true... who would believe you?
 * You're too quick to judge.
 * Why don't we play the game with school? We're the wolves, they're the sheep.

Taglines

 * BeLIEve
 * You Lie... You Die!
 * Nobody believes a liar...even when they're telling the truth.
 * It's High School... Nothing Is Real.
 * At Westlakes High, There's A New Game. Avoid Suspicion. Manipulate Your Friends. Eliminate Your Enemies.
 * When does a lie become the truth?

Cast

 * Julian Morris - Owen Matthews
 * Lindy Booth - Dodger Allen
 * Jon Bon Jovi - Rich Walker
 * Jared Padalecki - Tom Jordan
 * Kristy Wu - Regina
 * Sandra McCoy - Mercedes
 * Paul James - Lewis
 * Jesse Janzen - Randall
 * Ethan Cohn - Graham
 * Gary Cole - Mr. Matthews
 * Anna Deavere Smith - Headmaster Tinsley
 * Erica Yates - Becky

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Viggo Mortensen

Viggo Peter Mortensen, Jr. (born October 20, 1958) is an American theater and movie actor, poet, musician, photographer and painter.

Quotes

 * There's no excuse to be bored. Sad, yes. Angry, yes. Depressed, yes. Crazy, yes. But there's no excuse for boredom, ever.
 * Quoted by Alex Kuczynski, Vanity Fair, "Finding Viggo" (January 1, 2004).

 * You have a moral obligation to finish the job you said you would do.
 * Quoted by Allison Glock, GQ, "Twenty-one Reasons to Dig Viggo Mortensen" (November 1, 2003).

 * Adapt and overcome.
 * Described as being written at his mirror, on additional DVD materials for "Lord Of The Rings: Fellowship Of The Ring".

 * A lot of people can forget about you in Los Angeles.
 * On why more American actors don't take roles in foreign-language films as he does, The New York Times, "Bilingualism Steps Into a Leading Role" (March 31, 2013).

 * Just because you are lucky does not mean you make good choices.
 * Euronews, Culture, Cinema, "Viggo Mortensen honoured at Marrakech Film Festival", (December 11, 2014).

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Gleb Pavlovsky

Gleb Olegovich Pavlovsky (5 March 1951 – 27 February 2023) was a Russian political scientist.

Sourced
Some quotes from March 2007 Gleb Pavlovsky's online interview with readers of Russian magazine "Expert":
 * Power in Russia today is the power that's established, mounted. It arises anew and it's authoritarian in its technology, but not in its program. It doesn't know which one it wants to be and can be — this depends on its future programming by people, i.e. you. ("Сегодня власть в России — власть устанавливаемая, учредительная власть. Она возникает заново и авторитарна по технологии, но не по своей программе. Она еще не знает, какой хочет и может быть, — это зависит от будущего ее программирования людьми, то есть вами.")
 * "Other Russia" is a workshop of picking out pick-locks to the real Russia. Have a read of their texts. Only one question is solved there — how to overthrow Putin's system, i.e. to leave all without the country. ("«Другая Россия» — это цех подбора отмычек к реальной России. Почитайте их тексты. Там решается только один вопрос — как опрокинуть систему Путина, то есть оставить всех без страны.")
 * Prior to all overturns of XX century, without an exception, Russian opposition has accused authorities in "transferring funds to abroad". And in all cases in turned out to be void propaganda — from 1914-1917 to 1991. And money were transferred later, after the revolution, under brands of "people's power" and "won democracy". The only real way of plundering through "transfer of funds" is change of political system, which would transform into zeroing of all governmental promissory notes. As soon as Russia will become "Other Russia", all the property will turn out to be transferred, "nobody's". And people will be informed, that "previous power has eaten all". ("Перед всеми без исключения переворотами ХХ века русская оппозиция обвиняла власти в «выводе средств за границу». И во всех случаях это оказывалось пустой пропагандой — от 1914—1917 до 1991 гг. А деньги выводили потом, после революции, под брендом «народной власти» и «победившей демократии». Единственный реальный путь расхищения через «вывод средств» — это смена политического строя, переходящая в обнуление всех государственных долговых обязательств. Как только Россия станет «другой Россией», вся собственность окажется выведенной, «ничьей». А нации сообщат, что «все съела старая власть».")
 * Today Putin's system of power and Russia — are the same. Putin accustoms the world to the fact disguisting for it, the world, the fact of existence of strong national Russia, "Putin's Russia". Russia without Putin is geopolitically impossible today, it would be just no one's land. All other details should be considered in this context. ("Сегодня система власти Путина и Россия — это одно и то же. Путин приучает мир к отвратительному для него, мира, факту существования сильной национальной России, «путинской России». Россия без Путина сегодня геополитически невозможна, это будет просто ничья территория. Все остальные детали стоит рассматривать в этом контексте.")
 * Answering the question "How do you explain growth of the part of Russians indifferent to politics?", Pavlovsky said: Throughout the last hundred years Russia several times all without exceptions lived with great political projects. Every time livestock of the nation steadily diminished after that, politized condition is always temporary for a person, not quite normal condition. Nowadays we are passing through period of silence, outer peace (most probably, not long) and reconciliation with quiet not rich existence without great risky perspectives. Pray to drag this time out for 4-8 years more. ("За последние сто лет Россия несколько раз вся поголовно жила великими политическими проектами. Всякий раз после этого поголовье нации неуклонно сокращалось, политизированное состояние для человека всегда временное, не вполне нормальное состояние. Сейчас мы проходим через время тишины, внешнего мира (скорее всего, недолгого) и примирения с тихим небогатым существованием без великих рискованных перспектив. Молитесь, чтобы затянуть это время еще на 4—8 лет.")

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Merle Haggard

Merle Ronald Haggard (April 6, 1937 – April 6, 2016) was an American country music singer, guitarist and songwriter.

Quotes

I'm right back where I've really always been; I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend, Then today I started loving you again.
 * Today I started loving you again
 * "Today I Started Loving You Again" (January 1968), inspired by Bonnie Owens, who is credited as co-writer.

But he never seems to find The reward that should be waiting At the end of the line.
 * Every fool has a rainbow

But he'll give up a bed of roses For a hammock filled with thorns And go chasing after rainbows Every time a dream is born.

And every fool has a rainbow That only he can see Every fool has a rainbow And the rule applies to me.
 * "Every Fool Has A Rainbow", on A Portrait of Merle Haggard (1969)

We don’t take our trips on LSD We don’t burn our draft cards down on Main Street We like living right and being free.
 * We don’t smoke marijuana in Muskogee
 * "Okie from Muskogee" (September 1969), co-written with Roy Edward Burris; the title track of Okie from Muskogee (October 1969) · 1969 performance · 2009 performance with Willie Nelson

A place where even squares can have a ball. We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse, And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.
 * I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,
 * "Okie from Muskogee" (September 1969), co-written with Roy Edward Burris, for Okie from Muskogee (October 1969)

 * I've lived through 17 stays in penal institutions. Incarceration in a penitentiary. Five marriages, a bankruptcy, a broken back, brawls, shooting incidents, swindlings, sickness, the death of loved ones and more. I've heard tens of thousands chant my name when I couldn't hear the voice of my own soul. I wondered if God was listening and I was sure no one else was.
 * Sing Me Back Home (1981), co-written with Peggy Russell; also quoted in "Country Legend Merle Haggard Dies At 79" at NPR (6 April 2016)

And the dream of peace comes through We'll all be drinking some free bubble up And eating some rainbow stew.
 * When the world wide war is over and done
 * "Rainbow Stew", on Rainbow Stew Live at Anaheim Stadium (July 1981) · Performance on YouTube

And the sun come shining through We'll all be drinking free bubble up And eating some rainbow stew.
 * One of these days when the air clears up
 * "Rainbow Stew", on Rainbow Stew Live at Anaheim Stadium|Rainbow Stew Live at Anaheim Stadium (July 1981)

 * Look at the past 25 years — we went downhill, and if people don't realize it, they don't have their fucking eyes on. In 1960, when I came out of prison as an ex-convict, I had more freedom under parolee supervision than there's available to an average citizen in America right now. I mean, there was nobody going to throw you down on the side of the road spread-eagled, and look up your butt for a fucking marijuana cigarette. God almighty, what have we done to each other?
 * "Merle Haggard" by Alex Halberstadt, at Salon (14 November 2000)

 * I had different views in the '70s. As a human being, I've learned… I have more culture now. I was dumb as a rock when I wrote 'Okie from Muskogee'. That's being honest with you at the moment, and a lot of things that I said … I sing with a different intention now. My views on marijuana have totally changed. I think we were brainwashed and I think anybody that doesn't know that needs to get up and read and look around, get their own information. It's a cooperative government project to make us think marijuana should be outlawed.
 * As quoted in "Merle Haggard - Branded man", in No Depression magazine (31 October 2003)

Quotes about Haggard

 * He cultivated an appreciation of musicians that seemed more appropriate to a jazz bandleader. … Even more arresting than the band was Haggard’s phrasing, which contradicted almost every precedent. Clear-toned, sinuous and shockingly free of twang and vocal affectation, Haggard sang with a sensitivity that bordered on tenderness.  … Haggard has long referred to his music as “country jazz,” and is the only country musician to have appeared on the cover of Down Beat, the definitive jazz publication. Over the years, he has developed a definition of the term that reflects his nostalgia for a moment in history that preceded genres, when figures like Emmett Miller, Milton Brown and Django Reinhardt seemed to draw out of the air a music that defied classification. “I realized that jazz meant that you could play anything,” says Haggard. “It meant that you were a full-fledged musician, that you could play with Louis Armstrong or Johnny Cash.”
 * Alex Halberstadt, in "Merle Haggard" at Salon (14 November 2000)

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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on. ~ Julia Ward Howe ~

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Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (film)

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (released in the United States as Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone) is a 2001 American animated science fiction adventure film about a young boy with a great destiny, rescued from the outrageous neglect of his aunt and uncle, who proves his worth while attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
 * Directed by Chris Columbus. Screenplay by Steve Kloves, based on the book of the same name by J. K. Rowling.

Let the Magic Begin. (taglines)

Albus Dumbledore

 * SILENCE!!! Everyone will please not panic!

Severus Snape

 * There will be no wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few, who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death. Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough- to not pay attention.

Dialogue

 * Dumbledore: [to the cat] I should have known that you would be here.... Professor McGonagall.
 * [The cat turns into McGonagall.]
 * McGonagall: [tearfully] Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumours true, Albus?
 * Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good and the bad.
 * McGonagall: And the boy?
 * Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing him.
 * McGonagall: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?
 * Dumbledore: Ah, Professor. I would trust Hagrid with my life.
 * [Hagrid appears on a flying motorcycle]
 * Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, sir. Professor McGonagall.
 * Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?
 * Hagrid: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. [hands Dumbledore a bundle – Harry] Try not to wake him. There you go.
 * [Dumbledore takes Harry and heads for the Dursleys]
 * McGonagall: Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving him with these people? I have watched them all day, they're the worst sort of... Muggles imaginable. They really are–
 * Dumbledore: The only family he has.
 * McGonagall: This boy will be famous! There won't be a child in our world that doesn't know his name!
 * Dumbledore: Exactly. He's far better off growing up away from all of that... until he is ready. [Dumbledore places Harry on the doorstep. Hagrid snivels.] There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all. [Hagrid nods. Dumbledore places a letter on Harry.] Good luck, Harry Potter.

 * Aunt Petunia: [as the lights turn on] Up! Get up! [She knocks the cupboard door and sighs.] Now! [walks to the kitchen]
 * [Harry turns the lamp on and puts his glasses on. Dudley, Vernon and Petunia's son, runs down the stairs, feeling excited of his birthday today. As he stops going to the kitchen, he runs back up the stairs, jumping up and down stomping the stairs to wake Harry up.]
 * Dudley: [Harry looks up the staircase as dust falls.] Wake up, cousin! We're going to the zoo!
 * [Harry gets up off his bed. Dudley runs back down the stairs, laughing. As Harry opens the cupboard door, Dudley shoves him and closes the door.]
 * Aunt Petunia: [Harry opens the door and walks to the kitchen.] Oh, here he comes the birthday boy!
 * Uncle Vernon: Happy birthday son.
 * Aunt Petunia: Why don't you just cook the breakfast and try not to burn anything.
 * Harry: Yes, Aunt Petunia.
 * Aunt Petunia: [closes Dudley's eyes] I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day! ''[Harry brings the frying pan and tries to hold the bacon with a spatula.]
 * Uncle Vernon: Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy!
 * Harry: Yes, Uncle Vernon.
 * Aunt Petunia: [opens Dudley's eyes, and he looks at 36 gifts.] Aren't they wonderful, darling?
 * Dudley: [about his gifts] How many are there?
 * Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
 * Dudley: 36?! But last year, last year I had 37!
 * Uncle Vernon: [stammers] Yes, well, some are quite a bit bigger than last year's.
 * Dudley: I don't care how big they are!
 * Uncle Vernon: Oh, now, now, now, this is what we're going to do. Is that when we go out, we're going to buy you two new presents. How's that pumpkin?

 * [Harry and the Dursleys head to the car to London Zoo.]
 * Aunt Petunia: It should be a lovely day at the zoo. I'm really looking forward to it.
 * Uncle Vernon: I'm warning you now, boy. Any funny business, any at all, and you won't have any meals for a week. Get in.

 * [Dudley and Vernon are banging on the glass at a snake habitat at the reptile house in the zoo]
 * Dudley: Make it move.
 * Uncle Vernon: Move.
 * Dudley: MOVE!!!!
 * Harry: He's asleep!
 * Dudley: He's boring. [The Dursleys leave the snake habitat.]
 * Harry: Sorry about him. He doesn't understand what it's like, lying there day after day, watching people press their ugly faces in on you. [The snake looks straight at Harry.] Can you hear me? [the snake nods] It's just… I've never talked to a snake before. Do you… I mean… Do you talk to people often? [the snake shakes his head] You're from Burma, aren't you? Was it nice there? Did you miss your family? [The snake indicates a sign with its head saying "Bred in captivity".] I see. But's that's me as well. I never knew my parents, either.
 * Dudley: [rushing over and shoving Harry out of the way] Mummy, Dad, come here; you won't believe what this snake is doing! [Harry looks at Dudley, the entire pane of glass vanishes; Dudley stumbles and falls in the water] Whoa! Whoa! Ah!
 * [The snake slithers out and looks at Harry]
 * Snake: Thankssss.
 * Harry: Any time.
 * [The snake makes his escape, heading for the door]
 * Man: SNAKE!
 * [The crowd panics. Dudley gets up, but panics when he finds the glass has reappeared]
 * Dudley: MUMMY!! MUMMY!! [Petunia notices him and screams in horror] MUM, HELP ME!! HELP ME!!
 * Aunt Petunia: My darling boy! How did you get in there! Who did this? [Harry chuckles] How did you get in there? Is there a… Is there a snake? [Vernon glares at Harry]

 * Aunt Petunia: It's all right, sweetheart. It's all right. We'll get you out of these terrible clothes.
 * Uncle Vernon: [closes the door] WHAT HAPPENED?!?!
 * Harry: I swear, I don't know! [Vernon growls] One minute the glass was there then it was gone, it was like magic!
 * [Vernon scoffs. He shoves Harry into the cupboard under the stairs, closes the cupboard door and locks it]
 * Uncle Vernon: There's no such thing as magic! [closes the shutter]

 * [Harry walks into the kitchen with mail, delivered by an owl. He gives the mail to Vernon except the letter as he looks at it.]
 * Uncle Vernon: Oh, Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk. [Dudley sees Harry's letter]
 * Dudley: Dad! Look! Harry's got a letter!
 * Harry: Hey, give it back! It's mine!
 * Uncle Vernon: Yours? Who'd be writing to you? [He looks at the back of the letter saying "MR H. POTTER. THE CUPBOARD UNDER THE STAIRS.", and the front with the Hogwarts logo. He looks at Harry, as Harry gulps in horror.]

 * Uncle Vernon: Fine day Sunday. In my opinion, best day of the week. Why is that, Dudley?
 * Harry: [when Dudley doesn't answer] 'Cause there's no post on Sundays?
 * Uncle Vernon: Right you are, Harry. [takes cookie from Harry] No post on Sundays. HAH!! [Harry looks at the window and he sees an owl's silhouette.] No blasted letters today! No, sir. Not one single bloody letter. Not one! [Harry looks through the window and looks at a flock of owls all over the Dursleys' house.] No, sir, not one blasted, miserable– [A letter comes out of the fireplace, which hits Vernon's face.]
 * [The house quakes as Harry and the Dursleys look at the fireplace and Vernon covers his ears. Several letters come out of the fireplace and scatter all around house.]
 * Dudley: Aah! Make it stop! Please make it stop!
 * Uncle Vernon: STOP IT!! STOP IT!!!!
 * Dudley: What is it?!
 * [Harry walks onto the table to catch a letter.]
 * Dudley: Please tell me what's happening?!
 * Uncle Vernon: Go away! AAH!! [Harry catches a letter.] Give me that! Give me that letter!
 * [Harry runs to the cupboard, but Vernon grabs him.]
 * Harry: Get off! [they shout] They're my letters! Let go of me! [The plank that Vernon screwed to the door blocking the mail slot breaks in half, and the letters come out the mail slot.]
 * Uncle Vernon: [angry] That's it! We're going away, FAR AWAY! Where they can't find us!
 * Dudley: [to Aunt Petunia] Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?!

 * [The Dursleys and Harry are now in a shack in the middle of the ocean; Someone begins banging on the door as if to knock it in]
 * Uncle Vernon: [nervously, wielding a double-barreled shotgun] Who's there?
 * [The door breaks off its hinges and an enormous, towering man steps inside]
 * Hagrid: Sorry 'bout that. [Picks the door up and puts it back]
 * Uncle Vernon: I demand that you leave at once, sir! You are breaking and entering!
 * Hagrid: [contemptuously] Dry up, Dursley, you great prune. [grabs the shotgun and bends the barrels, Vernon fires into the ceiling. Hagrid looks at Dudley] Well, I haven't seen you since you was a baby, Harry, but you're a bit more along then I would have expected; particularly 'round the middle.
 * Dudley: I'm not... I'm not Harry.
 * Harry: I am.
 * Hagrid: Well of course you are! Got somethin' for yer. [Gives Harry a box] 'fraid I might have sat on it at some point but I imagine it'll taste fine just the same. Baked it myself, words and all.
 * Harry: Thank you! ''[Harry opens the box to reveal a small cake with pink icing and the words "HAPPEE BIRTHDAE HARRY" written in green]
 * Hagrid: It's not everyday your young man turns 11, now is it?
 * Harry: Excuse me, but, who are you?
 * Hagrid: Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Of course, you know all about Hogwarts.
 * Harry: Sorry, no.
 * Hagrid: No? Blimey, Harry, did you ever wonder where your Mum and Dad learned it all?
 * Harry: Learnt what?
 * Hagrid: You're a wizard, Harry.
 * Harry: I– I'm a what?
 * Hagrid: A wizard! And a thumpin' good 'un, I'll wager, once you've been trained up a bit.
 * Harry: I think you've made a mistake. I mean, I... can't be a... a wizard. I mean, I'm... just... Harry. Just Harry.
 * Hagrid: Well, "Just Harry"... did you ever make anything happen? Anything you couldn't explain when you were angry or scared? Um Hum.
 * Harry: [Hagrid pulls a letter from his pocket and hands it to Harry] Dear Mr. Potter, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
 * Uncle Vernon: He will not be going! We swore when we took him in that we would put a stop to all of this rubbish!
 * Harry: [to the Dursleys; angrily after Vernon refuses Harry's entrance to Hogwarts because they swore when they took him in to "put a stop to all this rubbish"] You knew?! You knew all along, and you never told me?!
 * Aunt Petunia: [bitterly] Of course we knew. How could you not be? My perfect sister being what she was. My mother and father were so proud the day she got her letter. "We have a witch in the family. Isn't it wonderful?" I was the only one who saw her for what she was: a freak! And then she met that Potter, and she had you, and I knew you'd be the same. Just as strange, just as... abnormal. And then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up, and we got landed with you.
 * Harry: "Blown up"? You told me my parents died in a car crash!
 * Hagrid: [shocked and angry] A car crash?! A car crash killed Lily and James Potter?!
 * Aunt Petunia: [sheepishly] We had to say something...
 * Hagrid: It's an outrage! It's a scandal!
 * Uncle Vernon: He will not be going!
 * Hagrid: [somewhat amused] Oh, and I suppose a great Muggle like yourself's gonna stop him, are ya?
 * Harry: "Muggle"?
 * Hagrid: Non-magic folk. [to the Dursleys, angrily] This boy's had his name down ever since he was born! He's going to the finest school of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the world, and he'll be under the finest headmaster that Hogwarts has ever seen: Albus Dumbledore. [In the meantime, Hagrid is unaware of Dudley stealing the cake he made for Harry]
 * Uncle Vernon: I will not pay to have some crackpot old fool teach him magic tricks!
 * [Visibly angered, Hagrid whips out his umbrella and points it threateningly at Uncle Vernon.]
 * Hagrid: Never... insult Albus Dumbledore... in front of me. [Hagrid sees Dudley eating Harry's cake and points his umbrella at him. A pig's tail appears on Dudley's bottom. The Dursleys scream and run out of the room] I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone at Hogwarts about that. Strictly speakin' I'm not supposed to do magic.
 * Harry: Ok.
 * Hagrid: We're a bit behind schedule. Best be off. Unless you'd rather stay, of course.

 * Harry: All students must be equipped with a one standard size two pewter cauldron, and may bring, if they desire, either an owl, a cat, or a toad. Can we find all this in London?
 * Hagrid: If you know where to go.

 * Ollivander: Curious... Very curious...
 * Harry: Sorry... but what's curious?
 * Ollivander: I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. Every single wand. And it just so happens that the phoenix, whose tail feather resides in your wand, gave another feather. Just one other. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand, when its brother gave you that scar.
 * Harry: ....And who owned that wand?
 * Ollivander: We do not speak his name. The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It's not always clear why. But. I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you! After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things. Terrible, yes... but great!

 * Harry: He killed my parents, didn't he? The one who gave me this. [points to his scar. Hagrid looks hesitant to respond] You know, Hagrid, I know you do.
 * Hagrid: [sighs and leans towards him] First – and understand this, Harry, 'cause it's very important – not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad. And a few years ago, there was one wizard who went as bad as ya can go. And his name was V– [becomes tense] His name was V–
 * Harry: Maybe if you wrote it down?
 * Hagrid: Nah, I can't spell it. All right... [in a whisper] Voldemort.
 * Harry: Voldemort?
 * Hagrid: [frantically] Shh! It was dark times, Harry, dark times. [As Hagrid narrates, we see a flashback of a robed, hooded figure - Voldemort - breaking into Harry's parents' home and striking his mother dead; it ends just as Voldemort aims his wand at baby Harry] Voldemort started to gather some followers; brought 'em over to the dark side. Anyone that stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him, but nobody lived once he decided to kill 'em. Nobody. Not one. 'cept you.
 * Harry: Me? Voldemort tried to kill... me?
 * Hagrid: Yes. That ain't no ordinary cut' on yer forehead. A mark like that only comes from bein' touched by a curse, and an evil'' curse at that.
 * Harry: And what happened to Vol– To You-Know-Who?
 * Hagrid: Well, some say he died. Codswallop in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he's still out there somewhere, too tired to carry on. But one thing's fer certain: Somethin' about you stumped him that night. That's why you're famous. That's why everyone knows your name. You're the Boy Who Lived.

 * Hermione: Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost one.
 * Ron: No.
 * Hermione: [sees Ron attempting magic] Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see then.
 * Ron: [clears throat] Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow... turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!
 * [Nothing happens]
 * Hermione: Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good is it? [Ron gives Harry an indignant and exasperated look] Of course, I've only tried a few simple ones myself, but they've all worked for me. For example, [sits in front of Harry] Oculus Reparo.
 * [She waves her wand and Harry's glasses are immediately fixed.] That's better, isn't it? [realizes who he is] Holy cricket, you're Harry Potter! I'm Hermione Granger. [looks at Ron] And... you are?
 * Ron: [muffled] Um, Ron Weasley.
 * Hermione: [chagrined] Pleasure. You two best change into robes, I expect we'll be arriving soon. [leaves, but turns around to face Ron] You've got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know? Just there.
 * [Ron, annoyed, rubs his nose and finds she is right]

 * Draco Malfoy: So it's true, then. What they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts. [All the first years murmur in excitement; Draco indicates two boys next to him] This is Crabbe, and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. [Ron sniggers; Draco turns to glare at him] Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down-robe? You must be a Weasley. [turns back to Harry] You'll soon find out some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there. [offers his hand]
 * Harry: [coldly] I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks.

 * [Harry and Ron run into McGonagall's classroom. She is in cat form sitting on her desk]
 * Ron: Whew! Made it! Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?
 * [The cat leaps from the desk and turns into McGonagall, who goes over to Harry and Ron.]
 * Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
 * McGonagall: Oh, thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps it would be more useful if I were to transfigure Mr. Potter and yourself into a pocket watch? That way, one of you might be on time.
 * Harry: We got lost.
 * McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats.
 * [As McGonagall goes over to her desk, Harry and Ron sit next to each other.]

 * [Harry has just joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team.]
 * Ron: Fred and George are on the team too. Beaters.
 * Fred: Our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too badly! Can't make any promises. Rough game, Quidditch.
 * George: Brutal! But no one's died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally... [Harry and Ron walk off] ...but they'll turn up in a month or two!

 * [After their fiasco with a three-headed dog.]
 * Ron: What do they think they're doing? Keepin' a thing like that locked up in a school?
 * Hermione: You don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't you see what it was standing on?
 * Ron: I wasn't lookin' at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads. Or maybe you didn't notice. There were three!
 * Hermione: It was standing on a trapdoor. Which means, it wasn't there by accident. It's guarding something.
 * Harry: Guarding something?
 * Hermione: That's right. Now, if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed. Or worse, expelled. [Goes into the girl’s dormitory]
 * Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities!

 * Oliver: [Leading Harry to practice, carrying a trunk] Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each team has seven players: Three Chasers, two Beaters, one Keeper, and a Seeker. That's you. [Opens trunk and takes a round ball with four indents in it out] There are three kinds of balls. [Tosses it to Harry] This one's called the Quaffle. The Chasers handle the Quaffle and try to put it through one of those three hoops. [Points to three hoops on opposite end of field.] The Keeper, that's me, defends the hoops. With me so far?
 * Harry: I think so. [Tosses Quaffle back to Oliver] What are those? [Acknowledges two other balls]
 * Oliver: Oh. [Takes out a bat, a little shorter that a baseball bat] You better take this. [Hands bat to Harry, then unlatches one of the balls from trunk. It shoots up into the air, then zooms back down] Careful now, it's comin' back. [Harry whacks the ball with the bat. The ball zooms off in another direction right through the gap of a statue that has crossed swords] Not bad, Potter. You'd make a fair Beater. [The ball comes back heading directly for Oliver] Uh-oh. [It whacks him in the chest, knocking him over. He fights with it to get it back in the trunk. He eventually succeeds, and locks it back in]
 * Harry: What was that thing?
 * Oliver: [Panting] Bludger. Nasty little buggers. But you... [Points to Harry]...are a Seeker. [Takes out walnut-sized gold ball with silver wings] The only thing I want you to worry about…is this. The Golden Snitch. [Hands it to Harry]
 * Harry: I like this ball.
 * Oliver: Ah, you like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see.
 * Harry: What do I do with it?
 * Oliver: You catch it... before the other team's Seeker. You catch this, the game's over. You catch this, Potter, and we win.

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 * [Talking about Snape after the Quidditch match when he was accused of jinxing Harry's broom]
 * Hagrid: Nonsense! Why would Snape put a curse on Harry's broom?
 * Harry: Who knows? Why was he trying to get past that three-headed dog on Halloween?
 * Hagrid: Who told you about Fluffy?
 * Ron: "Fluffy"?!
 * Hermione: That thing has a name?
 * Hagrid: Of course, he's got a name! He's mine! I bought him off an Irish feller I met down at the pub last year. Then I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the–
 * Harry: Yes?
 * Hagrid: Shouldn't have said that. No more questions! Don't ask any more questions. That's top-secret, that is.
 * Harry: But, Hagrid, whatever Fluffy's guarding, Snape's trying to steal it.
 * Hagrid: Codswallop! Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher!
 * Hermione: Hogwarts teacher or not, I know a spell when I see one. I've read all about them. You've got to keep eye contact and Snape wasn't blinking.
 * Harry: Exactly.

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 * Hagrid: Ron, Hermione, you'll come with me.
 * Ron: [In a timid, high voice] Okay.
 * Hagrid: And Harry, you'll go with Malfoy.
 * [Harry nods]
 * Malfoy: Okay, then I get Fang.
 * Hagrid: Fine. Just so's you know, he's a bloody coward.
 * [Malfoy and Harry look over at Fang, who whimpers]

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 * Firenze: Harry Potter, you must leave. You are known to many creatures here. The Forest is not safe at this time, especially for you.
 * Harry: But what was that thing you saved me from?
 * Firenze: A monstrous creature. [indicates the dead Unicorn] It is a terrible crime to slay a Unicorn. Drinking a Unicorn's blood will keep you alive even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price, for you have slain something so pure, that from the moment the blood touches your lips, you will have a half-life. A cursed life.
 * Harry: But who would choose such a life?
 * Firenze: Can you think of no one?
 * Harry: Do you mean to say, that-that thing that killed the Unicorn, that was drinking its blood... that was Voldemort?
 * Firenze: Do you know what is hidden in the school at this very moment, Mr. Potter?
 * Harry: The Sorcerer's Stone.
 * [Hagrid, Ron and Hermione appear]
 * Hermione: Harry!
 * Hagrid: Hello there, Firenze. See you've met our young Mr. Potter. You alright there, Harry?
 * Harry: [nods] Mm-hm.
 * Firenze: Harry Potter, this is where I leave you. You're safe now. Good luck.

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 * [Snape has approached Harry, Ron and Hermione]
 * Snape: Now, what would three young Gryffindors such as yourselves be doing inside on a day like this?
 * Hermione: We... [Snape looks to her, expecting an answer]...we were just...
 * Snape: You ought to be more careful. People may think you're...[Snape notices Harry eyeing him cautiously. He glares sharply at Harry]...up to something.

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 * [Harry enters a room and discovers Quirrell in front of the Mirror of Erised]
 * Harry: You? No, it can't– it can't be. Snape, he was– he was the one who–
 * Quirrell: Yes. He does seem the type, doesn't he? But next to him, who would suspect p-p-p-poor st-st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
 * Harry: But that day, during the Quidditch match, Snape tried to kill me.
 * Quirrell: No, dear boy. I tried to kill you! And trust me, if Snape's cloak hadn't caught fire and broken my eye contact, I would have succeeded! Even with Snape muttering his little counter-curse.
 * Harry: Snape was... trying to save me?
 * Quirrell: I knew you were a danger to me right from the off, especially after Halloween.
 * Harry: Th-th-then you let the troll in!!
 * Quirrell: Very good, Potter, yes. Snape, unfortunately, wasn't fooled. While everyone else was running about the dungeons, he went to the third floor to head me off. He, of course, never trusted me again. He barely left me alone. But he doesn't understand - I'm never alone. Never. Now, what does this mirror do? Yes, I see what I desire. I see myself holding the stone. But how do I get it?!
 * Voldemort: Use the boy.
 * Quirrell: COME HERE, POTTER! NOW! [Harry walks to Quirrell and the Mirror of Erised] Tell me. What do you see? [Harry sees his reflection take out the Sorcerer's Stone, then places it into his pocket. He realizes that it actually is in his pocket.] What is it, what do you see?!
 * Harry: I– I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've won the House Cup.
 * Voldemort: [in a voiceover] He lies.
 * Quirrell: TELL THE TRUTH! WHAT DO YOU SEE?!?
 * Voldemort: Let me speak to him.
 * Quirrell: Master, you are not strong enough!
 * Voldemort: I have strength enough for this....
 * [Quirrell unwraps his turban, revealing a hideous face on the back of his head; Voldemort.]
 * Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again.
 * Harry: Voldemort?
 * Voldemort: Yes. You see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another, a mere parasite. Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can. Something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket. [Harry attempts to escape] STOP HIM! [Quirrell blocks Harry by snapping his fingers, causing a large fire to block off the entrance] Don't be a fool. Why suffer a horrific death, when you can join me and live?
 * Harry: [angrily] Never!
 * Voldemort: [laughs] Bravery. Your parents had it too. Tell me, Harry.... would you like to see your mother and father again? [Harry's parents appear in the Mirror of Erised] Together, we can bring them back. All I ask is for something in return. [Harry pulls the Stone out of his pocket.] That's it, Harry. There is no good and evil. There is only power... and those too weak to seek it. Together, we can do extraordinary' things. Just 'give me the Stone!''
 * [Harry's parents disappear from the mirror]
 * Harry: [screams] YOU LIAR!
 * Voldemort: KILL HIM!!! [Quirrell flies through the air and begins choking Harry. Harry tries to reach for the Stone, but grabs Quirrell's wrist, and suddenly makes it immediately begin to burn and turn into ash. Quirrell gasps, screams in pain and horror, and lets go of Harry as his hand crumbles away]
 * Quirrell: What is this magic?!
 * Voldemort: FOOL! GET THE STONE!
 * [Quirrell reaches for the Stone with his other hand. Harry puts his hands on Quirrell's face, causing his face to burn and turn to ash too. Quirrell screams in agony, and turns to ash, until there is nothing left but his robes. Harry grabs the Stone. Behind him, the spirit of Voldemort rushes at Harry, knocks him out and escapes while the camera pans towards the Stone.]

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 * [Harry wakes up in the hospital wing, puts on his glasses, and smiled to see his presents on the table]
 * Dumbledore: Good afternoon, Harry. [sees candies and cards on table] Ah, tokens from your admirers.
 * Harry: Admirers?
 * Dumbledore: What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret. So, naturally, the whole school knows. Ah, I see your friend Ronald has saved you the trouble of opening your Chocolate Frogs.
 * Harry: Ron was here? Is he alright? What about Hermione?
 * Dumbledore: Fine. They're both just fine.
 * Harry: But what happened to the Stone?
 * Dumbledore: Relax, dear boy. The Stone has been destroyed. My friend Nicholas and I have had a little chat, and agreed it was best, all around.
 * Harry: But, then Flamel... he'll die, won't he?
 * Dumbledore: He has enough elixir to set his affairs in order. But yes, he will die.
 * Harry: How is it I got the Stone, Sir? One minute I was standing in the Mirror, and the next...
 * Dumbledore: Ah, you see, only a person who wanted to find the Stone, find it, but not use it, would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. And between you and me, that is saying something.
 * Harry: Does that mean, with the Stone gone that is, that Voldemort can never come back?
 * Dumbledore: Ah, I'm afraid... there are ways in which he can return. Harry, do you know why Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him? [Harry shakes his head] It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you, and that kind of act leaves a mark. [Harry reaches up to touch his scar] No, no. This kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin.
 * Harry: What is it?
 * Dumbledore: [smiling] Love, Harry. Love. [walks back to the table] Ah, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. [picks it up] I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one, and since then I'm afraid I've lost my liking for them. But, I think I could be safe with a nice toffee. [eats one bean] Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, alas. Earwax.
 * [Harry smiles]

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 * [Last lines]
 * Hermione: Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?
 * Harry: I'm not going home, not really.

Deleted Scenes

 * [Dudley is in his new school uniform having his picture taken. Harry enters the room as Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia proudly snap pictures of their son.].
 * Harry: Will I have to wear that too?
 * Petunia: You? Go to Smeltings? [Harry nods, questionably]
 * Uncle Vernon: HA!!!!
 * [The family laughs.]
 * Aunt Petunia: Don't be so stupid, you're going to go the state school where you belong. [Goes to the kitchen and fishes out a grey shirt in a boiler.] And this is what you're gonna be wearing when I've finished dyeing it.
 * Harry: But that's Dudley's old uniform. It'll fit me like bits of old elephant skin.

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 * [Hedwig has just flown down to the table where Harry, Ron and Hermoine are studying]
 * Harry: Hi, Hedwig.
 * Hermione: [after a brief pause] Look at you playing with your cards. Pathetic! We've got final exams coming up soon.
 * Ron: I'm ready! Ask me any question.
 * Hermione: All right, what are the three most crucial ingredients in a Forgetfulness Potion?
 * Ron: ...I forgot.
 * Hermione: And what, may I ask, do you plan to do if this comes up in the final exam?
 * Ron: Copy off you?
 * Hermione: No, you won't! Besides, according to Professor McGonagall, we're to be given special quills bewitched with an anti-cheating spell.
 * Ron: That's insulting! It's as if they don't trust us! [checks a card, irritated] Dumbledore again! [Neville comes hopping in, his legs apparently stuck together] Leg-Locker Curse?
 * Harry: Malfoy.
 * [Neville approaches them amidst laughter from the other students]
 * Ron: You have got to start standing up to people, Neville.
 * Neville: [wobbling uncontrollably] How? I can barely stand at all!
 * Seamus: [jumping up, wand at the ready] I'll do the counter-curse!
 * Neville: No, that's all I need... you to set my bloody kneecaps on fire!
 * Seamus: [slamming his wand down angrily] I don't appreciate the insinuation, Longbottom. Besides, if anyone cares to notice, my eyebrows have completely grown back! [stalks off angrily, showing a large chunk of hair missing from the back of his head]
 * Harry: I found him! [hands Ron a Chocolate Frog card of Dumbledore]
 * Ron: 'Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark" Wizard Grindelwald in 1945–'
 * Harry: Go on.
 * Ron: '-for his discovery of the 12 uses of Dragon Blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel!'
 * Harry: I knew the name sounded familiar. I read it on the train that day.
 * Hermione: [beaming excitedly] Follow me!
 * [the Trio tears out of the Great Hall, leaving poor Neville still flailing around]
 * Neville: Hey, wait, where are you going? What about the counter-curse?! [before he can say another word he topples over backwards, the other students start laughing]

Taglines

 * Let the Magic Begin.
 * Journey Beyond Your Imagination.
 * Let the Feast, Begin.

Cast

 * Daniel Radcliffe as Harry Potter
 * Rupert Grint as Ron Weasley
 * Emma Watson as Hermione Granger
 * Richard Harris as Albus Dumbledore
 * Tom Felton as Draco Malfoy
 * Robbie Coltrane as Rubeus Hagrid
 * Alan Rickman as Severus Snape
 * Maggie Smith as Minerva McGonagall
 * Ian Hart as Professor Quirrell / Lord Voldemort (Voice)