Muslims shared many of the deep-seated characteristics of the Anglo-Saxon elite-an intuitive resentment of culture, an amicable contempt for women, a proclivity for riding about on horses, a pleasure in discipline, and a covert homophilia.
I do not know why journalists insist on calling their stuff “pieces”, when they are in fact little entities, attempting to have beginnings, middles and endings.
The new world will be a place of answers and no questions, because the only questions left will be answered by computers, because only computers will know what to ask.
NASA, the National Aeronautics and Space Administration. Where else but in Texas would men set up to administer space?
Much of my life seems in retrospect to have been spent in the company of putative national leaders passing through the process of being denounced and imprisoned for sedition, as part of the inevitable progression towards the Prime Ministership and the ritual tea-party at Windsor Castle.
When Nikita Khrushchev wrapped himself in the bloody mantle of the Czars he broke Hungary, he broke the little Communist parties over the western world, and he broke the hearts of many honest men who had trusted a little too far, a little too long.
You don’t rest well as long as you’re seeking vengeance. I feel sad justice wasn’t done, but it’s time to move on and sleep well.
Jack: Rose! You’re so stupid. Why did you do that, huh? You’re so stupid, Rose. Why did you do that? Why? Rose: You jump, I jump, right? Jack: Right. Rose: Oh God! I couldn’t go. I couldn’t go, Jack. Jack: It’s all right. We’ll think of something. Rose: At least I’m with you.
Rose: You have a gift Jack, you do. You see people. Jack: I see you. Rose: And? Jack: You wouldn’t have jumped.
Jack: Where to, Miss? Rose: To the stars.
Rose: You’re crazy. Jack: That’s what everybody says but, with all due respect, Miss, I’m not the one hanging off the back of a ship here. Come on. C’mon, give me your hand. You don’t want to do this.
Failure is an option, fear is not.
Rose: You’re trembling. Jack: I’ll be alright.
When the ship docks, I’m getting off with you. This is crazy. I know it doesn’t make any sense, that’s why I trust it.
So much of literary sci-fi is about creating worlds that are rich and detailed and make sense at a social level. We’ll create a world for people and then later present a narrative in that world.
You’re so stupid, Rose! – Jack Dawson.
Religions fulfill deep-seated psychological needs for people, and if you don’t get it from a specific religious doctrine, you’ll get it from the kind of films I like to make. A film like The Terminator is consciously meant to give a sense of empowerment to the individual.
I watched a couple of really bad directors work, and I saw how they completely botched it up and missed the visual opportunities of the scene when we had put things in front of them as opportunities. Set pieces, props and so on.
Hate is a disease, and in 1930 I became sick with hatred.
Nature’s not our enemy, it’s our sustenance; and we need it – and we need nature healthy for us to be healthy and to survive long term.