Retired Quotes
I have decided that last month’s quote was too good to lose so I am going to create a new page for all the retired quotes. That way anyone who wanders into my blog and wants to see the amazing quotes that came before they arrived, can do so. Maybe I’ll even change the quotes more than once a month. Well until I run out, anyway.
This first quote is buried in a blog entry but I really, really like it so it has to go here, too:
Mohinder Suresh: So much struggle for meaning, for purpose and in the end we find it only in each other; our shared experience of the fantastic and the mundane; the simple human need to find a kindred, to connect and to know in our hearts that we are not alone.
March:
In response to Homer when he complains about her sister dating his father.
Marge : Don’t you see how great it is that they found each other? Like how the parts of a pig that nobody wants combine to make a yummy hot dog.
April:
Allison is having one of her psychic dreams where her entire family has turned into a bunch of dolls:
Joe Doll: Honey, I really think you’re overreacting here.
Allison Doll: Overreacting?! We’re dolls! All of us.
Joe Doll:Al, honestly, everything is as it’s always been. I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Allison Doll: I’m talking about the fact that you’re six inches tall, and your face is made of plastic! I am talking… about the fact that if I stripped off all those doll clothes you’re wearing, I’d find a smooth little nub, where your boy parts are supposed to be!
May:
Melinda’s Grandma: Do you have any idea how many people I’ve helped cross over? I’m beginning to feel like a travel agent who’s never been on a plane.
Melinda: We have company downstairs.
Jim: Living or dead?
Melinda: One of each.
June:
Angel: Nothing in the world is the way it ought to be. It’s harsh, it’s cruel, and that’s why there’s us. Champions. Doesn’t matter where we come from or what we’ve done or suffered, or even if we make a difference. We live as if the world is as it should be, to show it what it can be.
Illyria: You still grieve for a single life? We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?
Wesley: There’s love. There’s hope, for some. There’s hope that you’ll find something worthy; that your life will lead you to some joy, that after everything you can still be surprised.
July & August:
Hiro: A hero doesn’t run away from his destiny. My only concern is whether I need to hide my true identity. Perhaps a costume?
Ando: You even mention tights and a cape, I’m going home.
I believe there’s a hero in all of us, that keeps us honest, gives us strength, makes us noble, and finally allows us to die with pride, even though sometimes we have to be steady, and give up the thing we want the most. Even our dreams.
September:
by Bernard Malamud
…there was something about him, evasive, hidden. He sometimes appeared to be more than he was, sometimes less. His aspirations, she sensed, were somehow apart from the self he presented normally when he wasn’t trying, though he was always more or less trying; therefore when he was trying less.
Still, he hid what he had and he hid what he hadn’t. With one hand the magician showed his cards, with the other he turned them into smoke. At the very minute he was revealing himself, saying who he was, he made you wonder if it was true. You looked into mirrors and saw mirrors and didn’t know what was right or real or important.
October :
If I’ve learned anything it’s that we can never let the chaos and injustice make us so blind with anger that we become part of the problem. Understanding, compassion, kindness and love are the only true, revolutionary ideals. When we compromise those, we become what we despise and we lose our humanity.
