Dead Poets Society

Dead Poets Society quotes

56 total quotes (ID: 153)

John Keating
Neil Perry
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"Dogs, sir? Oh, not just now. I do enjoy a good dog once in awhile, sir. You can have yourself a three-course meal from one dog. Start with your canine crudites, go to your Fido flambe for main course and for dessert, a Pekingese parfait. And you can pick your teeth with a paw."


"I sound my barbaric yawp over the rooftops of the world." W. W. Uncle Walt again. Now, for those of you who don't know, a yawp is a loud cry or yell. Now, Todd, I would like you to give us a demonstration of a barbaric "yawp." Come on. You can't yawp sitting down. Let's go. Come on. Up. You gotta get in "yawping" stance.

"O captain, my captain". Who knows where that comes from? Not a clue? It's from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can call me Mr. Keating. Or, for the slightly more daring, "O captain, my captain".

"O Titus, bring your friend hither." But if any of you have seen Mr. Marlon Brando, you know, Shakespeare can be different. "Frenns, Romans, countruhmen, lend me your eahhs." You can also imagine, maybe, John Wayne as Macbeth going, "Wayull, is this a dagger I see before me?"

...stroll down amnesia lane...

Charlie: Guys, I have an announcement to make. In keeping with the spirit of passionate experimentation of the Dead Poets, I'm giving up the name Charlie Dalton. From now on, call me Nuwanda.

Charlie: Welton Academy. Hello. Yes, he is. Just a moment. Mr. Nolan, it's for you. It's God. He says we should have girls at Welton.

Knox: She's gonna hate me. The Danburrys will hate me. My parents will kill me. All right, goddamn it. You're right. "Carpe diem." Even if it kills me.

Pitts: Your father collects pipes? Oh, that really interesting.

Boy #1: "To be a sailor of the world, bound for all ports."
Keating: Next. Louder!
Boy #2: "Oh, I live to be the ruler of life, not a slave."
Boy #3: “To mount the scaffolds. To advance to the muzzle of guns with perfect nonchalance."

Charlie: Hey, how'd it go? Did you read it to her?
Knox: Yeah.
Pitts: What'd she say?
Knox: Nothing.
Charlie: Nothing. What do you mean, nothing?
Knox: Nothing. But I did it.

Charlie: Wait a minute, who gave us half a roll?
Pitts: I'm eating the other half.
Charlie: Come on.
Pitts: You want me to put it back?

Gloria: Don't you guys miss having girls around here?
Meeks, Pitts: [yell in unison] Yeah!

Hager: That wouldn't be a radio in your lap, would it Mr. Pitts?
Pitts: No sir. Science experiment, radar.

Hopkins: [without energy] "Oh, to have life henceforth the poem of new joys."
Keating: Oh! Boo! Come on, Charlie, let it fill your soul!
Charlie: [lifts his arms, looking up and yells] “To indeed be a god!"