Quotes of William Goldman - somelinesforyou

“ Life isn’t fair. It’s just fairer than death, that’s all. ”

- William Goldman

“ Life is pain. Anyone who says otherwise is selling something. ”

- William Goldman

“ Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. ”

- William Goldman

“ Life is pain. Anyone who says otherwise is selling something. ”

- William Goldman

“ Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. ”

- William Goldman

“ True love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops. ”

- William Goldman

“ Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches. ”

- William Goldman

“ Since the invention of the kiss, there have only been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind. ”

- William Goldman

“ Life isn’t fair, it’s just fairer than death, that’s all. ”

- William Goldman

“ Then let’s look on the bright side: We’re having an adventure, and most people live and die without being as lucky as we are. ”

- William Goldman

“ Her heart was a secret garden, and the walls were very high. ”

- William Goldman

“ “I love you,” Buttercup said. “I know this must come as something of a surprise, since all I’ve ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you for several hours now, and every second, more. I thought an hour ago that I loved you more than any woman has ever loved a man, but a half hour after that I knew that what I felt before was nothing compared to what I felt then. But ten minutes after that, I understood that my previous love was a puddle compared to the high seas before a storm. ”

- William Goldman

“ Since the invention of the kiss, there have been 5 kisses that have been rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind. ”

- William Goldman

“ Just because you're beautiful and perfect, it's made you conceited. ”

- William Goldman

“ Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches. ”

- William Goldman

“ I love you,' Buttercup said. 'I know this must come as something of a surprise to you, since all I've ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you for several hours now, and every second, more. I thought an hour ago that I loved you more than any woman has ever loved a man, but a half hour after that I knew that what I felt before was nothing compared to what I felt then. But ten minutes after that, I understood that my previous love was a puddle compared to the high seas before a storm. Your eyes are like that, did you know? Well they are. How many minutes ago was I? Twenty? Had I brought my feelings up to then? It doesn't matter.' Buttercup still could not look at him. The sun was rising behind her now; she could feel the heat on her back, and it gave her courage. 'I love you so much more now than twenty minutes ago that there cannot be comparison. I love you so much more now then when you opened your hovel door, there cannot be comparison. There is no room in my body for anything but you. My arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake with blind affection. My mind begs you to ask it something so it can obey. Do you want me to follow you for the rest of your days? I will do that. Do you want me to crawl? I will crawl. I will be quiet for you or sing for you, or if you are hungry, let me bring you food, or if you have thirst and nothing will quench it but Arabian wine, I will go to Araby, even though it is across the world, and bring a bottle back for your lunch. Anything there is that I can do for you, I will do for you; anything there is that I cannot do, I will learn to do. I know I cannot compete with the Countess in skills or wisdom or appeal, and I saw the way she looked at you. And I saw the way you looked at her. But remember, please, that she is old and has other interests, while I am seventeen and for me there is only you. Dearest WestleyI've never called you that before, have I?Westley, Westley, Westley, Westley, Westley,darling Westley, adored Westley, sweet perfect Westley, whisper that I have a chance to win your love.' And with that, she dared the bravest thing she'd ever done; she looked right into his eyes. ”

- William Goldman

“ Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high. ”

- William Goldman

“ True love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops. ”

- William Goldman

“ The Queen's Pride was his ship, and he loved her. (That was the way his sentences always went: It is raining today and I love you. My cold is better and I love you. Say hello to Horse and I love you. Like that.) ”

- William Goldman

“ Westley: This is true love — you think this happens every day? ”

- William Goldman

“ I've been saying it so long to you, you just wouldn't listen. Every time you said 'Farm Boy do this' you thought I was answering 'As you wish' but that's only because you were hearing wrong. 'I love you' was what it was, but you never heard. ”

- William Goldman

“ Do you love me, Westley? Is that it?’ He couldn’t believe it. ‘Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches. If your love were—‘ ‘I don’t understand the first one yet,’ Buttercup interrupted. She was starting to get very excited now. ‘Let me get this straight. Are you saying my love is the size of a grain of sand and yours is this other thing? Images just confuse me so—is this universal business of yours bigger than my sand? Help me, Westley. I have the feeling we’re on the verge of something just terribly important.’ ‘I have stayed these years in my hovel because of you. I have taught myself languages because of you. I have made my body strong because I thought you might be pleased by a strong body. I have lived my life with only the prayer that some sudden dawn you might glance in my direction. I have not known a moment in years when the sight of you did not send my heart careening against my rib cage. I have not known a night when your visage did not accompany me to sleep. There has not been a morning when you did not flutter behind my waking eyelids….Is any of this getting through to you, Buttercup, or do you want me to go on for a while?’ ‘Never stop.’ ‘There has not been—‘ ‘If you’re teasing me, Westley, I’m just going to kill you.’ ‘How can you even dream I might be teasing?’ ‘Well, you haven’t once said you loved me.’ ‘That’s all you need? Easy. I love you. Okay? Want it louder? I love you. Spell it out, should I? I ellohveeee whyohyou. Want it backward? You love I.’ ‘You are teasing now; aren’t you?’ ‘A little maybe; I’ve been saying it so long to you, you just wouldn’t listen. Every time you said ‘Farm boy do this’ you thought I was answering ‘As you wish’ but that’s only because you were hearing wrong. ‘I love you’ was what it was, but you never heard, and you never heard. ”

- William Goldman

“ And when she at last came out, her eyes were dry. Her parents stared up from their silent breakfast at her. They both started to rise but she put a hand out, stopped them. ‘I can care for myself, please,’ and she set about getting some food. They watched her closely. In point of fact, she had never looked as well. She had entered her room as just an impossibly lovely girl. The woman who emerged was a trifle thinner, a great deal wiser, and an ocean sadder. This one understood the nature of pain, and beneath the glory of her features, there was character, and a sure knowledge of suffering. She was eighteen. She was the most beautiful woman in a hundred years. She didn’t seem to care. ‘You’re all right?’ her mother asked. Buttercup sipped her cocoa. ‘Fine,’ she said. ‘You’re sure?’ her father wondered. ‘Yes,’ Buttercup replied. There was a very long pause. ‘But I must never love again.’ She never did. ”

- William Goldman

“ Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. ”

- William Goldman

“ Life isn't fair, it's just fairer than death, that's all. ”

- William Goldman

“ Who says life is fair, where is that written? ”

- William Goldman

“ Cynics are simply thwarted romantics. ”

- William Goldman

“ Just because you're beautiful and perfect, it's made you conceited. ”

- William Goldman

“ Inconceivable!" "You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means. ”

- William Goldman

“ We’ll never survive!” “Nonsense. You’re only saying that because no one ever has. ”

- William Goldman
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