“I sat there and forgot and forgot, until what remained was the river that went by and I who watched. On the river the heat mirages danced with each other and then they danced through each other and then they joined hands and danced around each other. Eventually the watcher joined the river, and there was only one of us. I believe it was the river.”
"You know, when I was 18, I thought my father was pretty dumb. After a while, when I got to be 21, I was amazed to find out how much he’d learned in three years."
Mr. Newberry: I visualised you in a haze as one of those slackster, flannel-wearing, coffee-house misanthropes I've been seeing in Newsweek.
Marty: No no no, I went the other road. Six figures, doing business with leadpipe cruelty, mercenary sensibility. You know... sports, sex, no real relationships with anyone. How about you, how have the years been treating you?
Mr. Newberry: Well, you know me, Martin. Still the same old sell-out, exploiting the oppressed...
Marty: Sure.
Mr. Newberry: "Ah, what a piece of work is man, how noble..." ah, fuck it. Let's have a drink and forget the whole damn thing.
Sy Parrish: And if these pictures have anything important to say to future generations, it's this: I was here. I existed. I was young, I was happy, and someone cared enough about me in this world to take my picture.
Walter Finch: You're a good man. I know that. Even if you've forgotten it.
Sy Parrish: Pretend it's all pretend.
Chris Nielsen: What's true in our minds is true, whether some people know it or not.
Sean: People call those imperfections, but no, that's the good stuff.
Chris Nielsen: Because I have sort of a voice in my head, the part of me that thinks, that feels, that is aware that I exist at all.
Sean: No, you were born with it. So don't cop out behind "I didn't ask for this".
Mrs. Doubtfire: <modestly> Well, He broke the mold when He made me. He made me very special.
"Luther" (2010) DSU Rose Teller: The real tragedy of marriage is that women always think men will change and they don't, and men think women won't change, but they do.
George Bailey: Help me Clarence! I want to live again. Please God let me live again... Albert: So if you're aware you exist, then you do. That's why you're still here.
Chris Nielsen: Where is God in all of this?
Albert: Oh, He's up there. Somewhere... shouting down that He loves us. Wondering why we can't hear Him. You think?
Chris Nielsen: What some folks call impossible, is just stuff they haven't seen before.
Albert: Thought is real. Physical is the illusion. Ironic, huh ?
Chris Nielsen: A whole human life is just a heartbeat here in Heaven. Then we'll all be together forever.
Albert: Are you losing your fear?
Chris Nielsen: Fear?
Albert: That you disappeared? You didn't, you only died.
Jill: <stares at Harmonica from her window> Cheyenne. What's he waiting for out there? What's he doing?
Cheyenne: He's whittling on a piece of wood. I got a feeling that when he stops whittling, something's gonna happen.
Harmonica: When you hear a strange sound, drop to the ground.
Something someone wrote in a letter to one of the midwife nurses in an extremely sad episode of the British series Call the Midwife, which I'm currently binge-watching. Especially while laid up with this throat crud.
