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• Marge: [in bed, reading the shopping list] I get the feeling there's something you haven't told me Homer.
  Homer: Huh? Oh, I love you Marge. Marge: Mm, Homer, you tell me that all the time....
• When I have one foot in the grave I will tell the truth about women.
  I shall tell it, jump into my coffin, pull the lid over me, and say, "Do what you like now....
• Woman: The next day, Hugh goes back to England, and you never see him again.
  Lisa: Wow. Now that I know all this, isn't there any way to change the future?...
• The grace of God means something like: Here is your life.
  You might never have been, but you are because the party wouldn't have been complete without you....
• Homer: What's wrong, honey? Lisa: There's something troubling me, dad, but I don't think I can tell you because it's a secret.
  Homer: Ah, you don't have to tell me, but I thought we trusted each other with our secrets now....
• If someone told me it wasn't "fashionable" to talk about freedom, I think I'd just have to look him square in the eye and say, "Okay, YOU TELL ME what's `fashionable'.
  But he won't. And you know why? Because you can't ask someone what's fashionable in a smart-alecky way like that....
• Quote #514 Basically, I have this theory that there are five kinds of truth.
  (This is Joe's Theory of the Five Truths.) There is the truth you tell to casual strangers and acquaintances....
• Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness, feel the slippery finish.
  Caresses it, experience it. Quite smooth, isn't it?...
• Quote #388 "What matters to me is the -writing-, the act of manufacturing the novel, because while I am doing it, I am in that world I'm writing about.
  It is real to me, completely and utterly. Then, when I'm finished, and have to stop, withdraw from that world -forver-, that destroys me....