Big Fish

"Truth is, I've always been thirsty."

"Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you're not too big? That maybe this place is just too small? "

"A man tells his stories so many times that he becomes the stories. They live on after him, and in that way he becomes immortal."

"I caught an uncatchable fish. "
"Sometimes, the only way to catch an uncatchable woman is to offer her a wedding ring. "

"They say when you meet the love of your life, time stops, and that's true. What they don't tell you is that when it starts again, it moves extra fast to catch up. "

"Most men, they'll tell you a story straight through. It won't be complicated, but it won't be interesting either. "

Sandra: You don't even know me.
Ed: I have the rest of my life to find out.

Peter Pan

"To die would be a grand adventure!"

The Breakfast Club

"Screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place."


"We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all. "

Patch Adams

Death. To die. To expire. To pass on. To perish. To peg out. To push up daisies. To push up posies. To become extinct. Curtains. Deceased. Demised. Departed. Defunct. Dead as a doornail. Dead as a herring. Dead as a mutton. Dead as nits. The last breath. Paying a debt to nature. The big sleep. God's way of saying, "Slow down." To check out. To shuffle off this mortal coil. To head for the happy hunting ground. To blink for an exceptionally long period of time. To find oneself without breath.To be the incredible decaying man.Worm buffet. Kick the bucket. Buy the farm. Take the cab.Cash in your chips.

Middlesex

"Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness,""joy", or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic traincar constructions like, say "the happiness that attends disaster." Or: "the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy." I'd like to show how "intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members" connects with "the hatred of mirrors that beings in middle age." I'd like to have a word for "the sadness inspired by failing restaurants" as well as for "the excitement of getting a room with a minibar." I've never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I've entered my story, I need them more than ever. I can't just sit back and watch from a distance anymore. From here on in, everything I'll tell you is colored by the subjective experience of being part of events. Here's where my story splits, divides, undergoes meiosis. Already the world feels heavier, now I'm a part of it. I'm talking about bandages and sopped cotton, the smell of mildew in movie theaters, and of all the lousy cats and their stinking litter boxes, of rain on city streets when the dust comes up and the old Italian men take their folding chairs inside. Up until now it hasn't been my world. Not my America. But here we are, at last."

jeffrey eugenides