I want you to know something, Otto; even if you were my brother I’d still want to fuck you.
You can tell her that when you found me, I was with the only brothers I had left. And that there was no way I was deserting them. I think she’d understand that.
The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one.
So uh, you, uh, never know… what… what events are to transpire to get you home.
This you knows. The years travel fast. And time after time I’ve done the Tell. But this ain’t one body’s Tell. It’s the Tell of us all. And you got to listen it and 'member. 'Cause what you hears today, you got to tell the newborn tomorrow. I’s looking behind us now, into history back. I sees those of us that got the luck and started the haul for home. It lead us here and we was heartful 'cause we seen what there once was. One look, and we knewed we’d got it straight. Those what had gone before had knowing of things beyond our reckoning, even beyond our dreaming. Time counts and keeps counting. And we knows now, finding the trick of what’s been and lost ain’t no easy ride. But that’s our track. We got to travel it. And there ain’t nobody knows where it’s gonna lead. Still and all, every night we does the Tell, so that we 'member who we was and where we came from. But most of all we 'members the man who finded us, him that came the salvage. And we lights the city. Not just for him, but for all of them that are still out there. 'Cause we knows there’ll come a night, when they sees the distant light, and they’ll be coming home.
How can you be so obtuse?
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Nothing stops. Nothing… or you will do the hardest time there is. No more protection from the guards. I’ll pull you out of that one-bunk Hilton and cast you down with the Sodomites. You’ll think you’ve been fucked by a train! And the library? Gone… sealed off, brick-by-brick. We’ll have us a little book barbecue in the yard. They’ll see the flames for miles. We’ll dance around it like wild Injuns! You understand me? Catching my drift?..Or am I being OBTUSE?
Like I always say, “The angle of the dangle equals the cubic of the pubic.”
The heat of the meat is in direction proportion to the mass of the ass.
I’ve always believed in numbers, in equations, in logic and reason.
A strange game. The only winning move is not to play. How about a nice game of chess?
You see it, don’t you, Harry? Once I make my move, the Queen will take me. Then you’re free to check the King.
Never play the board, always the man. You’ve gotta play the man playing the board. Play me. I’m your opponent, you have to beat me. Not the board, beat me.
I believe in the Church of Baseball. I’ve tried all the major religions and most of the minor ones. I’ve worshipped Buddha, Allah, Brahma, Vishnu, Siva, trees, mushrooms, and Isadora Duncan. I know things. For instance, there are 108 beads in a Catholic rosary and there are 108 stitches in a baseball. When I learned that, I gave Jesus a chance.
May the good Lord protect and watch over me as a shepherd watches over his flock. And may Satan in all his forms be vanquished forever.
Oh, I have so many names…
My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Say hello to my little friend.
Hello, Dolly. It’s so nice to have you back where you belong.
Oh, Auntie Em! There’s no place like home.