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“We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?”
― Dead Poets Society
― Dead Poets Society
“Lucky is twenty-six years old, and she is lost. In fact, all the remaining sisters are. But what they don't know is this: As long as you are alive, it is never too late to be found.”
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“Women are born with pain built in. It's our physical destiny. Period pains, sore boobs, child birth, you know. We carry it within ourselves throughout our lives. Men don't. They have to seek it out. “Women are born with pain built in,” she says. “It’s our physical destiny: period pains, sore boobs, childbirth, you know. We carry it within ourselves throughout our lives, men don’t. They have to seek it out, they invent all these gods and demons and things just so they can feel guilty about things, which is something we do very well on our own. And then they create wars so they can feel things and touch each other and when there aren’t any wars they can play rugby.
We have it all going on in here inside.”
― Fleabag: The Scriptures
We have it all going on in here inside.”
― Fleabag: The Scriptures
“FLEABAG (CONT’D)
I love you.
They sit with the words.
Pause. She looks at him.
He takes her hand.
PRIEST
(gently)
It’ll pass.
Beat.
She smiles.
Beat.”
― Fleabag: The Scriptures
I love you.
They sit with the words.
Pause. She looks at him.
He takes her hand.
PRIEST
(gently)
It’ll pass.
Beat.
She smiles.
Beat.”
― Fleabag: The Scriptures
“P.S. please if you get a chanse put some flowrs on Algernons grave in the bak yard.”
― Flowers for Algernon
― Flowers for Algernon
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