Tonya: Yuri, there's an extraordinary girl at this party.
Zhivago: I know. I'm dancing with her.

Anna: But, Boris, this is genius.
Medical Professor: Really? I thought it was Rachmaninoff. I'm going for a smoke.

Things will go on, and then one day it will all be over.

Georges

You are a monster sometimes.

Anne

Anne: What would you say if no one came to your funeral?
Georges: Nothing, presumably.

Georges: [telling a childhood memory] ... some banal romance or other about a nobleman and a lower middle-class girl who couldn't have each other and who then, out of sheer magnanimity, decide to renounce their love - in fact, I don't quite remember it any more. In any case, afterwards I was thoroughly distraught, and it took me a bit of time to calm down. In the courtyard of the house where gradma lived, there was a young guy at the window who asked me where I'd been. He was a couple of years older than me, a braggart who really impressed me. "To the movies", I said, because I was proud that my grandma had given me the money to go all alone to the cinema. "What did you see?". I started to tell him the story of the movie, and as I did, all the emotion came back. I didn't want to cry in front of the boy, but it was impossible; there I was, crying out loud in the courtyard, and I told him the whole drama to the bitter end.
Anne: So? How did he react?
Georges: No idea. He probably found it amusing. I don't remember. I don't remember the film either. But I remember the feeling. That I was ashamed of crying, but that telling him the story made all my feelings and tears come back, almost more powerfully than when I was actually watching the film, and that I just couldn't stop.

You can't find something if you don't know what you're looking for.

Emma

[to Emma] You don't have to be so right all the time you know, it's okay to make a couple mistakes.

Wilder

I was hopin' things would work out for her. She was a good friend of mine.

Linda

I've been thinking what to do wit' my future. I could be a mud doctor. Checkin' out the eart'. Underneat'.

Linda

Nobody's perfect. There was never a perfect person around. You just have half-angel and half-devil in you.

Linda

There were people sufferin' in pain and hunger. Some people their tongues were hangin' out of their mouths.

Linda

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