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Pic of the Day: “He’s grown greedier over the years. Before he only wanted my money. Now he wants my love as well. Well, he came to the wrong house – and he came twice. I shall see that he does not come a third time.”
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Pic of the Day: “Marcus Aurelius had a dream that was Rome, Proximo. That is not it. That is not it!” “Marcus Aurelius is dead, Maximus. We mortals are but shadows and dust.”
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Pic of the Day: “I can’t choose. I can’t choose!” “Be quiet.” “I can’t choose!” “Make a choice. Or I’ll send both of them over there. Make a choice.” “Don’t make me choose! I can’t!” “Shut up! Enough! I’ll send them both over there! I told you to shut up! Make a choice!” “I can’t choose! Please! I can’t choose!” “Take BOTH children away!” “Take my little girl! Take my baby!”
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Pic of the Day: “Hey, Ray. I never went down. You never got me down, Ray. You hear me? You never got me down.”
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Pic of the Day: “D’you know what you can do when you see a shooting star?” “No, what?” “You can kiss the girl you love.”
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Pic of the Day: “Trouble with Mr. Hughes?” “There’s too much ‘Howard Hughes’ in Howard Hughes. That’s the trouble.”
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Pic of the Day: “Who’s your motherfucker, Jerry?” “You’re my motherfucker!” “Whatcha gonna do, Jerry?” “Show me the money!” “Uunh! Congratulations, you’re still my agent.”
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Pic of the Day: “If I’m King, where’s my power? Can I form a government? Can I levy a tax, declare a war? No! And yet I am the seat of all authority. Why? Because the nation believes that when I speak, I speak for them. But I can’t speak.”
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Pic of the Day: “You know, Pa, one minute a thing looks like it’s awful important; another minute – blooey.”
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Pic of the Day: “When I was a child, I spake as a child. I understood as a child. When I became a man, I put away childish things.”
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Pic of the Day: “I remember when my daddy gave me that gun. He told me that I should never point it at anything in the house, and that he’d rather I’d shoot at tin cans in the backyard. But he said that sooner or later he supposed the temptation to go after birds would be too much, and that I could shoot all the blue jays I wanted, if I could hit ’em, but to remember it was a sin to kill a mockingbird.” “Why?” “Well, I reckon because mockingbirds don’t do anything but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat people’s gardens, don’t nest in the corncrib, they don’t do one thing but just sing their hearts out for us.”
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Pic of the Day: “Alicia, does our relationship warrant long-term commitment? I need some kind of proof, some kind of verifiable, empirical data.” “I’m sorry, just give me a moment to redefine my girlish notions of romance.”
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