It's all just a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. You know, a Quarter Pounder with Cheese. Those are good. The sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain. The moment where your laughter becomes a cackle. And I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt.
You know, it's an interesting thing when you consider... The Earth people, who can think, are so frightened by those who cannot: the dead.
If you do not learn to master your rage— Mr. Furious:
"Your rage will become your master"? The Sphinx:
.... Mr. Furious:
That's what you were gonna say, right?! The Sphinx: ... Not necessarily...
You speak entirely in parables, don't you? You're like a crap Jesus.
Aye, we're good and lost now
! Elizabeth: LOST?! Barbossa:
For sure, you have to be lost to find a place as can't be found, elsewise everyone would know where it is!
In unifying your chi with that of your opponent—in aligning the breath of your life and theirs—you will storm the strongest fortress. There! Is that a good Secret?
I have no idea. It sounds as if it might be really profound. It also sounds like baloney. It is, therefore, the highest-quality
bullshido'', or martial arts hogwash. I don't know whether to commit it to memory and study it or consider it an object lesson in the ease with which you can counterfeit ancient proverbs.
In the Second Scroll of Wen the Eternally Surprised, a story is written concerning one day when the apprentice Clodpool, in a rebellious mood, approached Wen and spake thusly:
"Master, what is the difference between a humanistic, monastic system of belief in which wisdom is sought by means of an apparently nonsensical system of questions and answers, and a lot of mystic gibberish made up on the spur of the moment?"
Wen considered this for some time, and at last said: "A fish!"
And Clodpool went away, satisfied.
Okay... There's a saying that goes "Even a bird on high dies a glutton's death, as do the fish of The Deeps." The lesson is — er, don't be greedy. The fish that belonged to a family called the Deeps died from overfeeding, and so did a bird that got high on something — probably fermented fruit. Snake:
...okay. If you say so. Otacon:
I do, Snake. Don't take unnecessary risks just because you're greedy for more Items. Remember the Deep family's fish.
Do you know the saying "Those who walk a hundred leagues think not that their journey is half ended until the ninetieth league?" That means... what does it mean? Okay, it means that if you're planning to walk that far, you'd better damn well know how to do simple arithmetic. Study! Stay in school! Snake:
This seems to be getting more and more random. Otacon:
Correction: It's becoming more deep
. Trust me!
: So get this: He tells me I'm "new to the job, I'm workin' with all the colors except green." What the hell is that
supposed to mean? Cleaner #2
: Could be like symbolism. Like sayin' you're green. Cleaner #1
: He said I wasn't
using green! Everything
but green! Cleaner #2
: Was that like saying you're using too many colors, or too few, or what? Cleaner #1
: You're asking me? What the hell do colors have to do with contract killing anyway? I'd like to know.
You talk in circles, Cernd, but that's okay. Boo
runs in them.
Man is just an animal trying to figure out how to kill time through his days. Chie:
Huh. You made that sound like you were being philosophical. Yet it made absolutely no sense.
It's possible that I hate Troy more than any other fictional or living human.
, "I Re-Watched Reality Bites and It's Basically a Manual for Shitheads"
‘I have been on the bridge that spans two worlds, the link between all souls by which we cross into our own true nature!’
I honestly have no idea what Mulder is talking about here. It's probably meant to sound really meaningful but actually sounds meaningless... It's lovely that [Chris]
Carter holds the Navajo Indians in such esteem
but why does he insist on filling their mouths full of his incomprehensible poetic dialogue that makes them all sound like pubescent teenagers spouting philosophy to impress the girls?
: He was my mentor, he taught me ... uh ... actually, now that I think about it, he was clearly trying to be a mentor to me, but he sucked at it.
He would say stuff like, "If you could do good things for other people, you had a moral obligation to do those things" and "Ever since you were a little boy, you've been living with so many unresolved things. Those things send us down a road. They make us who we are." Cracked:
That advice sounds like something my drunk uncle would say, only translated into Fortune Cookie. I think your uncle might be something of a crazy person. Spider-Man opens and shuts his mouth several times, like he's thinking carefully about what he wants to say next.
In the animal kingdom, let a budgie fly into the open and the sparrows kill it. If you don’t belong, life can get very strange.
—Jimmy Savile, Love is An Uphill Thing (memoir)
I don’t want to get into some long psychological investigation into the frightening mind of Jimmy Savile, because it’ll end up like that film The Cell
, but with some boy scouts eating their breakfast on a rollercoaster that dips and swerves into an old man’s glittering anus.
u can't always walk a straight line, especially if the line is crooked
Fear is the dark room where the devil develops his negatives.
We have the ability to approach our race like ants, or we have the ability to approach our race like crabs.
When the seagulls follow the trawler, it's because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea.
— Shia LaBeouf
(or was it Eric Cantona?) in response to a press question
The fans used to say, ‘Tell me something to live by, Doctor
.’ They’re always saying that. I used to say really dumb things like, ‘Remember, the living are just the dead on holiday,’ and they’d go, ‘Ohh man, did you hear that?
The living are just the dead on holiday!’
Thousands of years ago, they didn't have doctors stop bleeding. They had to be able to control their bleeding
. So instead of bleeding to death they could go on and live.
—Master Dominik Giocobbe
Master Giacobbe's version of history is so much better than ours.
I don't think he's right, but let's not get into that tired debate of which came first, the karate trance or the bandage?
What does it feel like to die? I believe it’s a choice. See, you can choose darkness and finality, gnashing of teeth. Or you can choose life.
Just so I have this straight…for Sting, dying feels like a choice, wherein one of the choices is in fact to live.