O God, ease our suffering in this, our moment of great dispair. Yea, admit this kind and decent woman into thy arms of thine heavenly area, up there. And Moab, he lay us upon the band of the Canaanites, and yea, though the Hindus speak of karma, I implore you: give her a break….Honey, I’m not an ordained minister; I’m doing my best.
Life moves pretty fast. You don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
—Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
Screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place.
—The Breakfast Club
Wyatt: Gary?… By the way, why are we wearing bras on our heads?
Del: When I’m dead and buried, all I’ll leave behind are some shower curtain rings that didn’t fall down. Some legacy, huh?
Neal: At the very least, the absolute minimum, you’ll have a woman you love to grow old with. You love her, don’t you?
Del: Love… is not a big enough word. It’s not a big enough word for how I feel about my wife.