May 2013
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Life is hard. After all, it kills you.
– Katharine Hepburn
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[Sophia enters the kitchen]
Dorothy: Ma, have you finished mailing those invitations yet?
Sophia: I just wanted a drink of water, all that stamp licking dries me out!
Rose: Why don't you use a sponge?
Sophia: Nah, I feel more comfortable drinking out of a glass.
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I talk to myself, especially in the car.
– Chris Pine
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Sophia [who is in a grocery store at the fruit counter]: Haven't you got any decent nectarines?
Clerk: You're crazy! This nectarine is beautiful! I've never seen a more perfect piece of fruit!
Sophia: Oh yeah? Then try kissing my behind – it's a real peach!
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Information is not knowledge.
– Albert Einstein
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Rose: What was the best sex you ever had, Blanche?
Dorothy: Oh! Way to go, Rose! – Look Blanche, there's only one cheesecake left, so let's make menopause the cutoff point.
Blanche: Best sex... oh, it's just so hard to rate these things. There's degree of difficulty, stylepoints, choice of music... Did they land on their feet during the dismount... Different people have different strength, it's just impossible to tell, but anything over a nine is excellent.
Rose: Over a nine?!
Blanche: Points, Rose. Points!
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Hope will never be silent.
– Harvey Milk
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[Dorothy is writing a letter to her late father]
Dorothy: I just thought Pop didn't like me, like he didn't love me.
Sophia: He loved you, in fact he said: 'Anyone would want a daughter like this'... Of course he was saying it to the gypsies.
Dorothy: Do you have any idea how much that hurts me when you say things like that?
Sophia: No. After I'm dead, drop me a note.
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I’m thankful to be breathing, on this side of the grass. Whatever comes,...
– Ron Perlman
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[The Girls' airconditioning broke down and Sophia is standing in front of the opened refrigerator while exposing herself]
Dorothy: Ma, what the hell are you doing?!
Sophia: I'm giving the left-over meatloaf a thrill – what do you think I'm doing, it's hot as hell in here!
Dorothy: Well, close it before the food spoils.
Sophia: Okay. [covers herself]
Dorothy: I meant the refrigerator!
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