I read merely to understand their meaning, and they well repaid my labours.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
You love a fantasy compound image you have made.
— P. Adams Sitney
No, I don’t think that’s necessarily true.
— Scottie, Vertigo
For all my sweat, my blood runs weak.
— Mumford & Sons, “Below My Feet”
We are no longer able to recognize our true bearing and cannot see the forest because of the trees.
— Gottfried Semper, Prospectus
I would do it or remain silent.
— Jean-Jacques Rousseau, The Social Contract
The previous faith on my part in your liking’s existence is in such cases what makes your liking come.
— William James, The Will To Believe
I wonder if it remembers me.
— Steve Zissou, The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
Self-consciousness is necessarily a part of creation and criticism.
— Robert Venturi, Complexity and Contradiction in Architecture
Duality is at the heart of truth.
— Lucia Allais
Guilt is also one of the great themes in all art.
— Donald Spoto, The Dark Side of Genius: The Life of Alfred Hitchcock
Viollet-le-Duc was afraid of nothing.
— Sir John Summerson, “Viollet-le-Duc and the Rational Point of View”
Who died and made you Einstein?
— Valentine McKee, Tremors
You can’t waste a minute of it.
— Mr. Harper, Friends With Benefits
I’m whatever Gotham needs me to be.
— Batman, The Dark Knight
The industrial product has become the folklore of the age of communications.
— Beatriz Colomina, “L'Espirit Nouveau: Architecture and Publicite,” Architecture Reproduction
That Freud stuff’s a bunch of hooey.
— John Ballantine, Spellbound
If you think too hard about how to kiss someone you are bound to make a mess of it.
— Terry Eagleton, The Significance of Theory
This is Brad, and Brad is made of Lions!
— Stephan Jenkins
Let them change.
— Hadji