There are always too few perfect breasts in this world; leave yours alone.
Inigo Montoya: He’s right on top of us. I wonder if he is using the same wind we are using.
I mean if we even had a wheelbarrow, that would be something.
The boys. The beef-witted featherbrained rattleskulled clod-pated dim-domed noodle-noggined sapheaded lunk-knobbed boys. How could anybody accuse her of stealing them? Why would anybody want them anyway?
I don’t guess. I think. I ponder. I deduce. Then I decide. But I never guess.
If all that’s going on in your scenes is what’s going on in your scenes, think about it a long time.
You can never trust what you read.
I know something you do not know. I am not left-handed either.
Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. If this is true, or if you are one of the people who believe this is true, then the one universal way to enjoy life is still the same, which is to learn to be grateful that it is not worse!!
Whoever invented the meeting must have had Hollywood in mind. I think they should consider giving Oscars for meetings: Best Meeting of the Year, Best Supporting Meeting, Best Meeting Based on Material from Another Meeting.
Let’s look on the bright side: we’re having an adventure, Fezzik, and most people live and die without being as lucky as we are.
You are wonderful, Father.“”I’m more than wonderful, how dare you insult me.
I seemed busy, busy, busy, but I suppose, if pressed, I might have admitted that, for all my frenzy, I was very much alone.
I am as devoted to adventure now as then, and that’s never going to stop.
I’ve been in the revenge buisness for so long, now that it’s over I don’t know what to do with the rest of my life.
You have a dizzying intellect.
One of the things that happens to careers out here is that people destroy themselves because they begin to think they’re wonderful. They begin to think they know what they’re doing, and the minute that happens, it’s over.
There is no room in my body for anything but you.
The Princess Bride S. Morgenstern’s Classic Tale of True Love and High Adventure You had to admire a guy who called his own new book a classic before it was published and anyone had a chance to read it.
Get used to disappointment.