Fave character (movie or literary) and line?

[Cakes]

I have been assigned the task of naming a character from a movie, play or literature along with a statement from them which resonates with me. I am at a loss! I don't remember characters, let alone what they had to say!!

 

The example that was used was :

WWho is your favorite character of all time? This could be a literary character, someone from a movie, etc. Once you have it figured out, write out your favorite line they said.

Notes: Mine is George C. Scott when he played General Patton in the film “Patton.†My favorite line is from the movie after Patton got suspended during WW2, when he said “A whole world at war and I’m left out of it. God would not allow this to happen. I will be allowed to fulfill my destiny.â€

 

[Stacia]

Indiana Jones: "Snakes. Why'd it have to be snakes?"

 

:lol:

 

I always wanted to be an adventurer/archaeologist & I (like Indy) fear snakes.

[madteaparty]

Ravic in Arch of Triumph

[Stacia]

Another idea is to look up some of your favorite books or authors on Goodreads, then check quotes listed. Maybe you could find something there that would work for your assignment.

[Slartibartfast]

Then without taking counsel or waiting for the approach of the men of the City, he spurred headlong back to the front of the great host, and blew a horn, and cried aloud for the onset. Over the field rang his clear voice calling: 'Death! Ride, ride to ruin and the world's ending!'

 

And with that the host began to move. But the Rohirrim sang no more. Death they cried with one voice loud and terrible, and gathering speed like a great tide their battle swept about their fallen king and passed, roaring away southwards.

 

~Eomer, Return of the King

 

 

Stern now was Éomer's mood, and his mind clear again. He let blow the horns to rally all men to his banner that could come thither; for he thought to make a great shield-wall at the last, and stand, and fight there on foot till all fell, and do deeds of song on the fields of Pelennor, though no man should be left in the West to remember the last King of the Mark. So he rode to a green hillock and there set his banner, and the White Horse ran rippling in the wind.

Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's rising

I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.

To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking:

Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!

These staves he spoke, yet he laughed as he said them. For once more lust of battle was on him; and he was still unscathed, and he was young, and he was king: the lord of a fell people. And lo! even as he laughed at despair he looked out again on the black ships, and he lifted up his sword to defy them.

 

[mommymilkies]

Well, on my darkest days, I'd say Sawyer. "Maybe some of us are meant to be alone." 

 

Otherwise I'd pick just about anything Gandalf says.  :coolgleamA:   That's a hard question.  I have so many favorites. 

[Tammi K]

Not exactly highbrow:  MacGyver - Man, I hate heights!

[Word Nerd]

It's too hard to pick just one, but it's an interesting question to ponder.

[Slartibartfast]

 

 

Otherwise I'd pick just about anything Gandalf says.  :coolgleamA:   That's a hard question.  I have so many favorites. 

 

It's so hard to pick just one with Gandalf. :)

[candicane]

Hm, bit big really. But, when I was in high school I read the entire passage from memory in front of my 9th grade english class and did rather well. Even my then-crush was impressed. Guess it always holds a memory for me.

 

Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband?
Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name,
When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it?
But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin?
That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband:
Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring;
Your tributary drops belong to woe,
Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy.
My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain;
And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband:
All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then?
Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death,
That murder'd me: I would forget it fain;
But, O, it presses to my memory,
Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds:
'Tybalt is dead, and Romeo--banished;'
That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,'
Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death
Was woe enough, if it had ended there:
Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship
And needly will be rank'd with other griefs,
Why follow'd not, when she said 'Tybalt's dead,'
Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both,
Which modern lamentations might have moved?
But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death,
'Romeo is banished,' to speak that word,
Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet,
All slain, all dead. 'Romeo is banished!'
There is no end, no limit, measure, bound,
In that word's death; no words can that woe sound.
Where is my father, and my mother, nurse?