And in that fraction of a second before anything actually happened, Santino Corleone knew he was a dead man.

Many young men started down a false path to their true destiny. Time and fortune usually set them aright.

Great men are not born great, they grow great . . .

Friendship is everything. Friendship is more than talent. It is more than the government. It is almost the equal of family.- Don Corleone

Accidents don't happen to people who take accidents as a personal insult.

You cannot say 'no' to the people you love, not often. That's the secret. And then when you do, it has to sound like a 'yes'. Or you have to make them say 'no.' You have to take time and trouble.

Michael could never remember his father ever having uttered a word about death, as if the Don respected death too much to philosophize about it.

You can't hide the thunderbolt. When it hits you, everybody can see it. Christ, man, don't be ashamed of it, some men pray for the thunderbolt. You're a very lucky fellow. - Calo

It was a lie but he believed in telling lies to people. Truth telling and medicine just didn't go together except in dire emergencies, if then.

I have no such powers. If I did I would be more merciful than God, believe me.

Yet, he thought, if I can die saying, "Life is so beautiful, " then nothing else is important. If i can believe in myself that much, nothing else matters.

I get it, ' said the prisoner. 'Good Cop, Bad Cop, eh?'If you like.' said Vimes. 'But we're a bit short staffed here, so if I give you a cigarette would you mind kicking yourself in the teeth?

Music is the shorthand of emotion.

Another school declares that all time has already transpired and that our life is only the crepuscular and no doubt falsified and mutilated memory or reflection of an irrecoverable process.

True peace required the presence of justice, not just the absence of conflict.

I'm not someone who is a fan of a lot of violence.

Is there anyone... who will maintain that the Party System could have been created by people particularly fond of truth?

There was never going to be a right time for a band that was still recording and had health in its environment, had made a very good record and was playing well.

At least when you're acting you can be someone. In front of the camera you have to be yourself. And who am I?

In the private sanctuary of one's own conscience lies that spirit, that determination to cast off the old person and to measure up to the statue of true potential.

Whose lenient sorrows find relief, whose joys are chastened by their grief.