Pastoral Resources

In Rio Bravo when Duke makes love to Feathers, the scene dissolves to the next morning where we see him putting on his vest and almost humming. It was subtle, but you knew what happened. Give me a towel and some blankets any day!

Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.

To love is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

For love is immortality.

I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

The best mannered people make the most absurd lovers.

To attempt the destruction of our passions is the height of folly. What a noble aim is that of the zealot who tortures himself like a madman in order to desire nothing, love nothing, feel nothing, and who, if he succeeded, would end up a complete monster!

It would be Spiderman. I'd love to be Peter Parker.

I, more or less, love camping out, so I dug it, but I didn't enjoy other people's pain.

I love quotations because it is a joy to find thoughts one might have, beautifully expressed with much authority by someone recognized wiser than oneself.

Grumbling is the death of love.

How do you know love is gone? If you said that you would be there at seven and you get there by nine, and he or she has not called the police yet - it's gone.

I'll go my way by myself, love is only a dance.

I liked Berkeley tremendously, Berkeley was a very leftist campus. I came to love that city as much as I love Paris or the south of France or New York.

I would love for film to go back to those days where you had to be able to do everything just to get by.

People love pretty much the same things best. A writer looking for subject inquires not after what he loves best, but after what he alone loves at all.

As soon as beauty is sought not from religion and love, but for pleasure, it degrades the seeker.

Love, with very young people, is a heartless business. We drink at that age from thirst, or to get drunk; it is only later in life that we occupy ourselves with the individuality of our wine.