|An assortment of really varied and mostly random quotes that I'm fond of. No particular rhyme or reason.
I prayed that it was you. To tell the truth, I couldn't wait another day.
-She Loves Me
White. A blank page or canvas. His favorite. So many possibilities.
-Sunday in the Park with George
Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh.
-George Bernard Shaw
Truly fertile Music, the only kind that will move us, that we shall truly appreciate, will be a Music conducive to Dream, which banishes all reason and analysis. One must not wish first to understand and then to feel. Art does not tolerate Reason.
Perhaps it is music that will save the world.
We cannot remember our birth, and we shall not know our death; in-between is the ramshackle circus of our days ad doings. But in a poem, a picture, a sonata- the curve is completed. This is the triumph of form.
The strength of women comes from the fact that psychology cannot explain us.
-An Ideal Husband
If you can spell bourgeoisie, then you're bourgeoisie.
-[sic], Melissa James Gibson
Oh you English think you're soooo superior. Well do you know where you'd be without us? The old U S of A? The smallest fucking province in the German Empire! You'd all be in Leiderhosen, speaking Deutch!
-A Fish Called Wanda
I confess I find more ecstasy in passion than in prayer. Such passion is prayer. I long to move beyond this troubled place, to where we may simply be ourselves. This is how I honor God's greatest gift: ourselves, our yearning, our need to love.
We are each of an unsocial, taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room and be handed down to posterity with all the eclat of a proverb.
Elizabeth Bennet, Chapter 18 of Pride and Prejudice
No one admitted to the privilege of hearing you can think anything wanting. We neither of us perform for strangers.
Mr. Darcy, Chapter 31 of Pride and Prejudice
Pride had given way at last, obstinacy was gone: the will was powerless. He was but a man madly, blindly, passionately in love
-The Scarlet Pimpernel, by Baroness Orczy
To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman in our arms, feeling that she lives and breathes just as we do, thinks with us, loves with us, and, above all, sins with us.
-Percy in I Will Repay, by Baroness Orczy
That's a comforting thought to take with me to town, dear. It just may keep me from cutting my throat on the tram.
-Charlotte in A Little Night Music, by Stephen Sondheim and Hugh Wheeler
I'm no femme fatal, but faithful and true as a Saint Bernard, barking up the wrong damn tree!
-"You Can Always Count On Me", Oolie in City of Angels, by Cy Coleman and David Zippel
I will not be the girl who gets asked how it feels, to be trotting along at the genius's heels.
I will not be the girl who requires a man to get by!
-"Climbing Uphill", Cathy in The Last Five Years, by Jason Robert Brown
I stand on a precipice, I struggle to keep my balance.
I open myself, I open myself One stitch at a time.
-"Goodbye Until Tomorrow", Cathy in The Last Five Years, by Jason Robert Brown
Although how can you know
Who you are till you know
What you want, which you don't?
So then which do you pick?
-"On the Steps of the Palace", Cinderella in Into the Woods, by Stephen Sondheim
Let it never be said that your anal retentive attention to detail never yielded positive results.
-Loki in Dogma
Something compels us into the terrible fallacy that man is desirable, and there is no escaping into truth.
-The Lady's Not for Burning
The English people, a lot of them, would not be able to understand a word of spoken Shakespeare. There are people who do and I'm not denying they exist. But it's a far more philistine country than people think.
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