And those discreet little name tags on all the plants, so more people could learn about the old ecology and all that.
As we learn about each other, so we learn about ourselves.
We are only here briefly, and in this moment I want to allow myself joy.
Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others. Past and present. And by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.
I suggest that you were and are a picayunish, malicious, bird-brained pimple on the ass of the Sturch and that you ought to be squeezed until you pop!
If your brains were dynamite there wouldn’t be enough to blow your hat off.
You – who have passed the Elohimeter, who are supposed to be so pure – you have lusted after and lain with an insect!
Send more cops!
You will dispense Count’s justice upon this man–and not quietly, either.
Used to be okay down here, you know that? Used to be you could walk down here any time. Go out on a Saturday night with just brass knuckles, nothing else. Maybe a piece of wood or something, piece of pipe, you know what I mean? Nowadays, you need a gun, all the time. Fucking bunch of shit what these people are doing to the fucking world.
Snake Plissken… I’ve heard of you. I heard you were dead!
Nobody said life was safe.
Look, we’re unarmed. No weapons. Never any weapons. We’re safe.
Listen, man, I don’t like anyone following me if I don’t know why they are.
O.K. Hey, you, in the mall, listen! We don’t like people who don’t share. You just fucked up REAL bad!
Don’t you see what’s going on here? He’s stuck at the Giant’s Drink in the mind game. Is the boy suicidal? You never mentioned it.
I see. Well, you’re just missing the chain. I think I have an extra one right over here.
My dear friend, only the gods see everything.
Stuff your eyes with wonder, he said.
I don’t like it when fish look at me.