Movies that somehow inspired me

Basie: Jim, didn't I teach you anything?
Jim: Yes! You taught me that people will do anything for a potato.

Jim: We all know that the best school is the UNIVERSITY OF LIFE!

Michael: My father is no different than any powerful man, any man with power, like a president or senator.
Kay Adams: Do you know how naive you sound, Michael? Presidents and senators don't have men killed.
Michael: Oh. Who's being naive, Kay?

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Don Corleone: Tell me, do you spend time with your family?
Johnny Fontane: Sure I do.
Don Corleone: Good. Because a man who doesn't spend time with his family can never be a real man.

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Johnny Fontane: Too late. They start shooting in a week.
Don Corleone: I'm gonna make him an offer he won't refuse.

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Michael: My father made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
Kay Adams: What was that?
(...)
Kay Adams: ...
Michael: That's my family Kay, that's not me.

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Fredo: Hey, Mike, are you sure about that? I mean, Moe, loves the business. He never said anything to me about sellin'.
Michael: I'll make him an offer he can't refuse.

Forrester: In some cultures it's good luck to be wearing something inside-out.
Jamal: And you believe that?
Forrester: No, but it's like praying: what do you risk?

Forrester: No thinking - that comes later. You must write your first draft with your heart. You rewrite with your head. The first key to writing is... to write, not to think!

Forrester: What's your name?
Jamal: Jamal Wallace.
Forrester: Sounds like some kind of marmalade. How old are you?
Jamal: I'm sixteen.
Forrester: Sixteen? And you're black. It's remarkable.
Jamal: "Remarkable"? It's remarkable that I'm black? What does me being black have to do with anything?
Forrester: You don't know what to do right now, do you? If you say what you really want to, I may not read any more of this. But if you let me run you down with this racist bullshit... what does that make you?
Jamal: I'm not playing this game, man.
Forrester: I say you are playing it. An expression is worth a thousand words. Perhaps in your case, just two.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: If there's magic in boxing, it's the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached retinas. It's the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Frankie likes to say that boxing is an unnatural act, that everything in boxing is backwards: sometimes the best way to deliver a punch is to step back... But step back too far and you ain't fighting at all.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Boxing is an unnatural act. Cos everything in it is backwards. You wanna move to the left, you don't step left, you push on the right toe. To move right, you use your left toe. Instead of running from the pain - like a sane person would do, you step into it.

Buscapé: "Na Cidade de Deus se ficar o bicho pega, se correr, o bicho morde!"

Jamie: Without suffering there would be no compassion.
Landon: Yeah, well tell that to those who suffer.

Jamie: So, would it kill you to try?
Landon: Yup, and I'm too young to die.

The Mad Hatter: Have I gone mad?
[Alice checks Hatter's temperature]
Alice Kingsley: I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.

Stayne - Knave of Hearts: If you're hiding her, you will lose your heads.
The Mad Hatter: [as Stayn clutches his throat]
[strained]
The Mad Hatter: Already lost them.


Alice Kingsley: Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

The Mad Hatter: [to Alice] You used to be much more..."muchier." You've lost your muchness.

Alice Kingsley: How's *this* for muchiness?