My nose could be gushing blood.
You have a big nose! You have a beautiful, great big, flesh-and-bone nose! I love your nose! I love your nose, Charlie. I love you, Charlie.
A lie keeps growing and growing until it’s as plain as the nose on your face.
-“BB”-
I love everything about her. But her face.
Honey, you got REAL ugly.
How would you like to feel the way she looks?
Looks aren’t everything, kid. Look at me. You think I’m gonna pull with a mug like this?
I didn’t have dough handed to me because of my good cheekbones, I had to work for it.
Well, you won’t hold that job down long if you let strange men come wandering in and out of your office.
Hello Peter, what’s happening? Ummm, I’m gonna need you to go ahead come in tomorrow. So if you could be here around nine that would be great, mkay… oh! and I almost forgot, ahh, I’m also gonna need you to go ahead and come in on Sunday too, 'kay. We, ahh, lost some people this week and ah, we sorta need to play catch up.
I… I quit, I quit. I quit.
Or it could mean you’re the righteous man and I’m the shepherd and it’s the world that’s evil and selfish and I’d like that, but that shit ain’t the truth. The truth is you’re the weak and I’m the tyranny of evil men. But I’m tryin’, Ringo. I’m tryin’ real hard to be the shepherd.
Always hoped that I’d be an Apostle
Knew that I would make it if I tried
Then when we retire we can write the Gospels
So they’ll all talk about us when we’ve died.
So what are you, Jacob? A faithless preacher? Or a mean motherf***in’ servant of God?
All I know is this: once I was blind and now I can see.
I admire vision, Lady Bradley, in all its forms.
Otis B. Driftwood: That woman? Do you know why I sat with her? Because she reminded me of you.
Mrs. Claypool: Really?
Otis B. Driftwood: Of course, that’s why I’m sitting here with you. Because you remind me of you. Your eyes, your throat, your lips! Everything about you reminds me of you. Except you. How do you account for that? If she figures that one out, she’s good.
We all need mirrors to remind ourselves who we are. I’m no different.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who’s the fairest one of all?
You’re the most beautiful, exciting thing I’ve ever seen in my life and I don’t know anything about you.