(To me) What they building? (To workers inside) What are you buildling? Whatever it is, it's coming out nice!
— Man leaning into former I & N Barber Shop (150 E. Broadway) as it becomes a pizza place
Sonny would have lived if they had E-ZPass.
— Tracy Morgan on The Godfather, "Tracy Morgan Rants About What He Missed During His Coma," The Tonight Show Staring Jimmy Fallon
I kept the idea entirely to myself, because the odds were I would never be able to do it.
— Richard P. Feynman, "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!"
There is a wrong button and when you click it I see myself or across the room, I assume that's the camera.
— Sid on iPhone camera button
With no classes to teach, with no obligations whatsoever. These poor bastards could now sit and think clearly all by themselves, OK? So they don't get an idea for a while: They have every opportunity to do something, and they're not getting any ideas. I believe that in a situation like this a kind of guilt or depression worms inside of you, and you begin to worry about not getting any ideas. And nothing happens, still no ideas come.
— Richard P. Feynman on lack of teaching at the Institute for Advanced Study, "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!"
That's the trouble with not being in your own field: you don’t take it seriously.
— Richard P. Feynman, "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!"
I love gossip.
— Jeff Goldblum, Isle of Dogs
One of my major problems is I find myself too funny.
— Sid (not verbatim)
If I would have closed my eyes it would have been like I was 12 or 14.
— Sid on how when eating chocolate cake he feels young
Radio circuits were much easier to understand in those days because everything was out in the open.
— Richard P. Feynman, "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!"
They made money by killing flies, 10 cents per hundred.
— Ron Chernow, Titan: The Life of John D. Rockefeller, Sr.
If somebody spilled something, Rockefeller poured dimes over the stains as a tip for the person who mopped it up.
— Ron Chernow, Titan: The Life of John D. Rockefeller, Sr.
The X-height Files #2
— Subject line of a work email
Lets sing loud.
— Mason on ABCs
Everyone's looking at us.
— Sweet older woman, whom Lily and I were looking at periodically, (potentially from Australia) who was playing backgammon with her sweet older husband near us on the picnic table
Happy cock, happy k***!
— Mason's accidental wordplay response to "Happy mom, happy life."
It's the whole solar system on a baby!
— Mason
Like many powerful men, he retains a deep desire to be accepted by the working class world he arose from.
— Adam Popescu, "Damien Hirst’s Post-Venice,
Post-Truth World," The New York Times
And here's another hit, Barry Bonds.
— Kanye West, "Barry Bonds"
Are you in this conversation?
— Sid to Lily