Jabberwocky

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and grimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought -
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with his eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and grimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Jabberwocky
from Alice Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll

Love Stupor

They say when you meet the love of your life, time stops. And that's true.

What they don't tell you is that once time starts again, it moves extra fast to catch up.


Edward Bloom
Big Fish (2003)

Laughter

I'm only laughing on the outside
My smile is skin deep
If you could see inside
I'm really crying

You might join me for a weep.


The Joker's Poem
Batman (1989)

Grim Fandango

With bony hands I hold my partner
On soulless feet we cross the floor
The music stops as if to answer
An empty knocking at the door

It seems his skin was sweet as mango
When last I held him to my breast
But now we dance this grim fandango
And will four years before we rest

Olivia
Grim Fandango


ZAZ

Rumack: Captain, how soon can you land?
Captain Oveur: I can't tell...
Rumack: You can tell me. I'm a doctor.
Captain Oveur: No, I mean, I'm just not sure.
Rumack: Well, can't you take a guess?
Captain Oveur: Well... Not for another two hours.
Rumack: You can't take a guess for another two hours?

Airplane! (1980)

The Masque of the Red Death

Prospero: That cross you wear around your neck - is it only a decoration, or are you a true Christian believer?

Francesca: Yes, I believe - truly.

Prospero: Then I want you to remove it at once. And never to wear it within this castle again!

Do you know how a falcon is trained my dear? Her eyes are sown shut. Blinded temporarily she suffers the whims of her God patiently, until her will is submerged and she learns to serve - as your God taught and blinded you with crosses.

Francesca: You had me take off my cross because it offended...?

Prospero: It offended no one. No - it simply appears to me to be discourteous to... to wear the symbol of a deity long dead.

My ancestors tried to find it. And to open the door that separates us from our Creator.

Francesca: But you need no doors to find God. If you believe...

Prospero: Believe? If you believe you are gullible. Can you look around this world and believe in the goodness of a god who rules it?

Famine, Pestilence, War, Disease and Death - They rule this world.

Francesca: There is also love and life and hope!

Prospero: Very little hope I assure you. No. If a god of love and life ever did exist... he is long since dead.

Someone... something, rules in his place.

The Masque of the Red Death, 1964
Adaptation from E. A. Poe

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