We're beggars and blighters and ne'er-do-well cads,
Drink up, me hearties, yo-ho!
Aye! But we're loved by our mommies and dads,
Drink up, me hearties, yo-ho!
Yo-ho, yo-ho, a pirate's life for me!
My friends, each of you is a single cell in the great body of the State. And today, that great body has purged itself of parasites. We have triumphed over the unprincipled dissemination of facts. The thugs and wreckers have been cast out. And the poisonous weeds of disinformation have been consigned to the dustbin of history. Let each and every cell rejoice! For today we celebrate the first, glorious anniversary of the Information Purification Directive! We have created, for the first time in all history, a garden of pure ideology, where each worker may bloom secure from the pests of contradictory and confusing truths. Our Unification of Thought is a more powerful weapon than any fleet or army on Earth! We are one people. With one will. One resolve. One cause. Our enemies shall talk themselves to death. And we will bury them with their own confusion! We shall prevail!
I think animal testing is a terrible idea; they get all nervous and give the wrong answers.
Consequences, schmonsequences! So long as I'm rich!
WESLEY: I'm a rogue demon hunter now.
CORDELIA: What's a rogue demon?
The story is told of Picasso that a stranger in a railway carriage accosted him with the challenge, "Why don't you paint things as they really are." Picasso demurred, saying that he did not quite understand what the gentleman meant, and the stranger then produced from his wallet a photograph of his wife. "I mean," he said, "like that. That's how she is." Picasso coughed hesitantly and said, "She is rather small, isn't she. And somewhat flat?"
Early to rise, early to bed,
Makes a man healthy but socially dead.
BARBARELLA: A good many dramatic situations begin with screaming.
Man is made by his belief. As he believes, so he is.
If the radiance of a thousand suns
Were to burst at once into the sky
That would be like the splendor of the Mighty One --
I am become Death,
The shatterer of Worlds.
Above cited as translation recalled by J. Robert Openheimer during first A-bomb test (16 May 1945) (Current Biography Yearbook, 1964) Swami Nikhilananda (1944) translated as: "If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst forth at once in the sky, that would be like the splendour of the Mighty One. I am mighty, world-destroying Time …"
For certain is death for the born,
And certain is birth for the dead;
Therefore over the inevitable
Thou shouldst not grieve.
For why should my liberty be subject to the judgment of someone else’s conscience?
There is nothing better for a man, than that he should eat and drink, and that he should make his soul enjoy good in his labor.
Eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart.
A faithful friend is a strong defense: and he that hath found such an one hath found a treasure.
Each one should judge his own conduct. If it is good, then he can be proud of what he himself has done, without having to compare it with what someone else has done. For everyone has to carry his own load.
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.
There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit. There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord. There are different kinds of working, but the same God works all of them in all men.
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them.
Let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath.
What doth it profit, my brethren, though a man say he hath faith, and have not works? Can faith save him? If a brother or sister be naked, and destitute of daily food, and one of you say unto them, Depart in peace, be ye warmed and filled; notwithstanding ye give them not those things which are needful to the body; what doth it profit? Even so faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.
Yea, a man may say, Thou hast faith, and I have works: shew me thy faith without thy works, and I will shew thee my faith by my works. Thou believest that there is one God; thou doest well: the devils also believe, and tremble. But wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead?
He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.
From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded.
As the time approached for him to be taken up to heaven, Jesus resolutely set out for Jerusalem. And he sent messengers on ahead, who went into a Samaritan village to get things ready for him; but the people there did not welcome him, because he was heading for Jerusalem. When the disciples James and John saw this, they asked, "Lord, do you want us to call fire down from heaven to destroy them?" But Jesus turned and rebuked them, and they went to another village.
Not that which goeth into the mouth defileth a man; but that which cometh out of the mouth, this defileth a man.
Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's; and unto God the things that are God's.
Take no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.
Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged; and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again.
What does the Lord require of you? To seek kindness, do justice, and walk humbly with your God.
alt: "What doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?" (KJV)
Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.
He who is slow to anger is better than the mighty, and he who rules his spirit than he who takes a city.
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine; but a broken spirit drieth the bones.
A mirror reflects a man's face, but what he is really like is shown by the kind of friends he chooses.
Who are you to judge the servant of someone else? It is his own Master who will decide whether he succeeds or fails.
The true beginning of wisdom is the desire to learn, and a concern for learning means love towards her; the love of her means the keeping of her laws; to keep her laws is a warrant of immortality; and immortality brings a man near to God. Thus the desire of wisdom leads to kingly stature.
ZOE BALL (host): So tell us what this is exactly ...
GUEST: It's a matchstick model of Cardiff Arms Park.
ZOE BALL: Wow! That's amazing. What's it made out of?
GUEST: Er ... matchsticks.
Never before have I encountered such corrupt and foul-minded perversity! Have you ever considered a career in the Church?
Prayer is responding to God, by thought and by deeds, with or without words.
Deliver us from the presumption of coming to this Table for solace only, and not for strength; for pardon only, and not for renewal.
ANYA: To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It's a ritual sacrifice. With pie.
On Thanksgiving. Episode by Jane Espenson. Text/clip.
MAYOR: There's more than one way to skin a cat. And I happen to know that's factually true.
FAITH: When I'm fighting, it's like the whole world goes away. I only know one thing: that I'm gonna win, and they're gonna lose. I like that feeling.
BUFFY: Well sure, beats that "dead" feeling you get when they win and you lose.
MAYOR: Be careful not put someone's eye out with that thing … until I tell you to.
GILES: It's me, it's me!
CORDELIA: How do we know it's really you and not Zombie Giles?
GILES: Oh, Cordelia, do stop being tiresome.
CORDELIA: That's him.
BUFFY: Do you remember that demon that almost got out the night I died?
WILLOW: Every nightmare I have that doesn't revolve around academic failure or public nudity is about that thing. In fact, once I dreamt that it attacked me while I was late for a test and naked.
WILLOW: Ass-kicking always makes a good Plan B.
GILES: I suppose there is a sort of Machiavellian ingenuity to your transgression.
XANDER: I resent that! Or possibly, thank you.
BUFFY: Yeah, but I thought I saw something … I don't know, I was really out of it, but —
CORDELIA: But you do know that you saw Death.
WILLOW: Did it have an hourglass?
BUFFY: Ooh —
XANDER: If he asks you to play chess, don't even do it. The guy's like a whiz.
SPIKE: Where have you been pet?
DRUSILLA: I went for a walk. I met an old man. I didn't like him, he got stuck in my teeth.
XANDER: You up for a little reconnaissance?
BUFFY: You mean where we all sculpt and paint and stuff?
XANDER: No, that was the Renaissance.
BUFFY: Oh. I've had a really long week.
ANYA: Look, I know you find me attractive; I've seen you looking at my breasts.
XANDER: Nothing personal, but when a guy does that, it just means his eyes are open.
WILLOW: So, how did it go?
XANDER: On a scale from one to ten? It sucked.
MAYOR: I have two words that are going to make all your troubles go away. "Miniature." "Golf."
CORDELIA: So does looking at guns make you wanna have sex?
XANDER: I'm 17. Looking at linoleum makes me wanna have sex.
XANDER: You're considered somewhat cool.
OZ: I am?
XANDER: Is it because you always tend to express yourself in short, non-committal sentences?
OZ: Could be.
BUFFY: Vampires are creeps.
GILES: Yes. That's why one slays them.
BUFFY: I'm gonna give you all a nice, fun, normal evening if I have to kill every person on the face of the Earth to do it.