I'm not living with you. We occupy the same cage. (Maggie)
Make voyages. Attempt them. There's nothing else.
No, truth is something desperate, an' she's got it. Believe me, it's something desperate, an' she's got it.
Val: Why do you go out there? Sandra: Because dead people give such good advice. Val: What advice do they give? Sandra: Just one word- live!
For time is the longest distance between two places.
Bohemia has no banner. It survives by discretion.