Sometimes Your Whole Life Boils Down To

We Have A Great Responsibility. Whatever We Make Will Become The Truth, The Visual Reality That A Generation Will Accept.

Hate Is A Disease, And In 1930 I Became Sick With Hatred.

I Certainly Didn't Think Of Myself As Gifted. The Standards For Being Gifted In My Environment Were If You Were Good In Little League Or If You Were Good In Football.

Jack: Rose! You're So Stupid. Why Did You Do That, Huh? You're So Stupid, Rose. Why Did You Do That? Why? Rose: You Jump, I Jump, Right? Jack: Right. Rose: Oh God! I Couldn't Go. I Couldn't Go, Jack. Jack: It's All Right. We'll Think Of Something. Rose: At Least I'm With You.

If You Faced A Long Hungry Period With Nothing Between You And Starvation But A Bit Of Barley And A Pig, You'd Be Better Off Turning The Barley Into Beer And Letting The Pig Starve.