

Tu sais que c’est à cause d’elle que… c’est pour elle que j’ai fait ça…
Cathy: Thief or servant were all you were born to be – or beggar beside a road. Begging for favors. Not earning them, but wimpering for them with your dirty hands.
Heathcliff: That’s all I have become to you – a pair of dirty hands… Well – have them, then (he slaps her face). Have them where they belong.
(“Why should we be in such desperate haste to succeed”, Henry David Thoreau, Walden, or Life in the Woods)
On ne se souvient pas, on réécrit la mémoire comme on réécrit l’histoire.
Des souvenirs… Est-ce que j’ai une gueule à faire l’amour avec des souvenirs ?
They all start out as Juliets and wind up as Lady Macbeths
I think we’re being played for suckers
You choke the chicken before any big date don’t you?
It’s a pity Leonard de Vinci never had a wife to guide him, it might really have gotten him somewhere
I thought you said your dog did not bite! — That is not my dog.