Big Fish

Big Fish quotes

48 total quotes (ID: 681)

Edward Bloom
Jenny
Will Bloom


Edward: You don't know me, but my name is Edward Bloom and I love you. I've spent the last three years working to find out who you are. I've been shot and stabbed and trampled a few times— I broke my ribs twice— but it's all been worth it to see you here, now, and to finally get to talk to you. Because I'm destined to marry you. I knew it the first moment I saw you at the circus. And I know it now more than ever.
Sandra: I'm sorry.
Edward: You don't have to apologize to me. I'm the luckiest person you'll find today.
Sandra: No, I'm sorry. I'm engaged to be married. But you're wrong. I do know you. At least by reputation. Edward Bloom from Ashton. See, I'm actually engaged to a boy from Ashton. Don Price. He was a few years older than you.
Edward: Well... congratulations. I'm sorry to have bothered you...


Jenny: One day, Edward Bloom left, and never returned to the town he'd saved. As for the girl, the common belief was that she'd become a witch, and crazy at that. She became something of a legend herself. And the story ended where it began.
Will: Well, logically, you couldn't be the witch, because she was old when he was young.
Jenny: Well, it's logical if you think like your father. See, to him, there's only two women: your mother and everyone else... And one day I realized I was in love with a man who could never love me back. I was living in a fairy tale... I'm not sure I should have told you any of this... I wanted to be as important to him as you were, and I was never going to be. I was make-believe and... his other life, you, you were real.

What I recalled of Sunday School was that the more difficult something became, the more rewarding it was in the end.

It was that night I discovered that most things you consider evil or wicked are simply lonely, and lacking in social niceties.

In telling the story of my father's life, it's impossible to separate the fact from the fiction, the man from the myth. The best I can do is to tell it the way he told me. It doesn't always make sense, and most of it never happened. But that's what kind of story this is.

Okay, okay— The thing about icebergs is you only see 10 percent. The other 90 percent is below the water where you can't see it.That's what it is with you Dad. I'm only seeing this little bit that sticks above the water.

That was my father's final joke, I guess. The man tells his stories so many times that he becomes the stories. They live on after him. And in that way, he becomes immortal.

Amos: Forget it Kid. Don't waste your time. She's out of your league.
Edward: What do you mean? You don't even know me.
Amos: Sure I do. You were hot shit back in Hickville, but here in the real world, you got squat. You don't have a plan. You don't have a job. You don't have anything except the clothes on your back... You were a big fish in a small pond, but this here is the ocean, and you're drowning. Take my advice and go back to Puddleville. You'll be happy there.

There are some fish that cannot be caught. It's not that they're faster or stronger than other fish. They're just touched by something extra. Call it luck. Call it grace. One such fish was "The Beast".

Sometimes, the only way to catch an uncatchable woman is to offer her a wedding ring.

I was trying to find a cure to my gigantificationism...

Now, it's common knowledge that most towns of a certain size have a witch, if only to eat misbehaving children and the occasional puppy who wanders into her yard. Witches use those bones to cast spells and curses that make the land infertile... Yet of the all the witches in Alabama, there was one who was the most feared. For she had one glass eye, which was said to contain mystical powers.

I was thinking about death and all. About seeing how you're gonna die. I mean, on one hand, if dying was all you thought about, it could kind of screw you up. But it could kind of help you, couldn't it? Because you'd know that everything else you can survive.

I was never much for being at home, Will. It's too confining. And this, here... being stuck in bed. Dying is the worst thing that ever happened to me.

Armed with the foreknowledge of my own death, I knew the giant couldn't kill me. All the same, I preferred to keep my bones unbroken.