Notes on the Atrocities Like a 100-watt radio station, broadcasting to the dozens...
Sunday, June 29, 2003
Lots of bright lights dimming lately. None brighter than Kate.
You were one of the great ones, Ms. Hepburn; we'll all remember you very, very warmly. Obituary here, or recall some of the good lines.
Philadelphia Story George Kittredge: Oh, it's grand, Tracy. It's what everybody feels about you. It's what I first worshipped you for from afar.
Tracy Lord: I don't want to be worshipped. I want to be loved.
African Queen Charlie Allnut: How'd you like it?
Rose Sayer: Like it?
Charlie Allnut: White water rapids!
Rose Sayer: I never dreamed...
Charlie Allnut: I don't blame you for being scared - not one bit. Nobody with good sense ain't scared of white water...
Rose Sayer: I never dreamed that any mere physical experience could be so stimulating!
Holiday Linda: What's the use of having all this jack around if it can't get us a superior kind of man?
Adam's Rib Amanda Bonner: What I said was true, there's no difference between the sexes. Men, women, the same.
Adam Bonner: They are?
Amanda: Well, maybe there is a difference, but it's a little difference.
Adamr: Well, you know as the French say...
Amanda: What do they say?
Adam: Vive la difference!
Amanda: Which means?
Adam: Which means hurrah for that little difference.