Shawashank Redemption:
Andy Dufresne: That's the beauty of music. They can't get that from you... Haven't you ever felt that way about music?
Red: I played a mean harmonica as a younger man. Lost interest in it though. Didn't make much sense in here.
Andy Dufresne: Here's where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don't forget.
Red: Forget?
Andy Dufresne: Forget that... there are places in this world that aren't made out of stone. That there's something inside... that they can't get to, that they can't touch. That's yours.
Red: What're you talking about?
Andy Dufresne: Hope.
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Andy Dufresne: [in letter to Red] Remember Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.
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Andy Dufresne: Get busy living, or get busy dying.
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V for Vendetta
V: They took your parents from you. They took your brother from you.
[Evey groans]
V: They put you in a cell and took everything they could take except your life. And you believed that was all there was, didn't you? The only thing you had left was your life, but it wasn't, was it?
[Evey sobs, "Oh please...?]
V: You found something else. In that cell you found something that mattered more to you than life. It was when they threatened to kill you unless you gave them what they wanted... you told them you'd rather die. You faced your death, Evey. You were calm. You were still.
[Evey continues gasping]
V: Try to feel now what you felt then.
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V: VoilĂ ! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
V: The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
[giggles]
V: Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Evey Hammond: Are you like a crazy person?
V: I am quite sure they will say so. But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking with?
Evey Hammond: I'm Evey.
V: Evey? E-V. Of course you are.
Evey Hammond: What does that mean?
V: It means that I, like God, do not play with dice and I don't believe in coincidences.
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Evey Hammond: [voiceover] Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
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Pulp Fiction
Jules: The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
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Sunday, February 17, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Ideal Friday
1. Great Movie (Ex. Usual Suspects)
2. Amazing Dinner (Wine and Cheese, Fresh Bread and Pasta, Tiramisu)
3. Catch up with Friends
4. 10 hours of Sleep!
Ideal Saturday
1. Satisfying Brunch (Eggs and Cheese, Fresh coffee, Waffles and syrup and toast)
2. Long chat with Mom
3. Music that gives a high (Maiden, Beethoven, etc.)
4. Organizing stuff
5. Read a book
6. Laze around
Ideal Sunday
1. Work on a wild idea in the morning
2. Lunch at a nice restaurant (Preferably with unlimited buffet)
3. Nice Afternoon nap
4. Start working on the forthcoming week's projects
5. Sleep early
2. Amazing Dinner (Wine and Cheese, Fresh Bread and Pasta, Tiramisu)
3. Catch up with Friends
4. 10 hours of Sleep!
Ideal Saturday
1. Satisfying Brunch (Eggs and Cheese, Fresh coffee, Waffles and syrup and toast)
2. Long chat with Mom
3. Music that gives a high (Maiden, Beethoven, etc.)
4. Organizing stuff
5. Read a book
6. Laze around
Ideal Sunday
1. Work on a wild idea in the morning
2. Lunch at a nice restaurant (Preferably with unlimited buffet)
3. Nice Afternoon nap
4. Start working on the forthcoming week's projects
5. Sleep early
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