Cruella de Vil: Alonso, I need you. Alonzo: I'm yours. Cruella de Vil: Banish yourself with a torch, large sack and rubber soled shoes; meanwhile I need a furrier, oh, and I know just where to find him, a-ha h
Waddlesworth: [chewing through floorboards] Tastes just like chicken.
[last lines] Waddlesworth: S.P.O.T.S
Ewan: [standing with tins in his hands] Me mam always used to say 'When t'heart hopes, hope comes knockin''. Kevin Sheperd: [imitating Ewan's thick south Lancashire accent] Aah tawps? [knock on the door; in his own accent] Kevin Sheperd: Hope comes knocki
Kevin Sheperd: [Referring to Cruella] She's changed.
Chloe Simon: Cruella de Vil, that wretched... Cruella de Vil: Philanthropist
Kevin Sheperd: Can we trust him? Chloe Simon: Now's not the time to count your change, Kevin
Cruella de Vil: My dalmatian puppy coat. The coat of dreams. The ultimate fur coat, that was denied me by that canine cabal, for which I have lost THREE YEARS OF MY LIFE! Alonso, we're going to make them pay. Alonzo: Yes. How much? Cruella de Vil: Dipstick, she called him. What fiendish justice! H
Chloe Simon: Thank you, Fluffy!
[repeated line to Alonzo] Jean-Pierre Le Pelt: Little man
You cannot stop trusting people in life but I have learned to be a little bit careful. The way to make people trust-worthy is to trust them.
The game of golf would lose a great deal if croquet mallets and billiard cues were allowed on the putting green.
But man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated. Ernest Hemingwa
Never mistake motion for action. 1
As in no other form of lute or combat, the conditions are such; the winner takes nothing, neither his ease, nor his pleasure, nor any notion of glory, nor if he wins far enough, will he find anything within himself.
Up the road, in his shack, the old man was sleeping again. He was still sleeping on his face and the boy was sitting by him watching him. The old man was dreaming about the lions.
It could be worse,' Passini said respectfully. "There is nothing worse than war." Defeat is worse." I do not believe it," Passini said still respectfully. "What is defeat? You go home.
There are many who do not know they are fascists but will find it out when the time comes.
The parody is the last refuge of the frustrated writer. Parodies are what you write when you are associate editor of the Harvard Lampoon. The greater the work of literature, the easier the parody. The step up from writing parodies is writing on the wall above the urinal.
Perhaps wars weren't won anymore. Maybe they went on forever. Maybe it was another Hundred Years' War.
You're not a moron. You're only a case of arrested development.
Of all men the drunkard is the foulest. The thief when he is not stealing is like another. The extortioner does not practice in the home. The murderer when he is at home can wash his hands. But the drunkard stinks and vomits in this own bed and dissolves his organs in alcohol.
In stating as fully as I could how things really were, it was often very difficult and I wrote awkwardly and the awkwardness is what they called my style. All mistakes and awkwardness are easy to see, and they called it style.
My,' she said. 'We're lucky that you found the place.' We're always lucky,' I said and like a fool I did not knock on wood. There was wood everywhere in that apartment to knock on too.
Live it up so you can write it down.
All good books have one thing in common - they are truer than if they had really happened.
Every damn thing is your own fault, if you are any good.
Before you quit, you have to try
A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.
Our nada who art in nada, nada be thy name thy kingdom nada thy will be nada in nada as it is in nada. Give us this nada our daily nada and nada us our nada as we nada our nadas and nada us not into nada but deliver us from nada; pues nada. Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee.