Count Laszlo de Almásy quotes

I think I was a pilot.

A very… plum… plum.

Its probably none of my business— your wife… do you think it is appropriate to leave her?

I once traveled with a guide who was taking me to Faya. He didn't speak for nine hours. At the end of it he pointed to the horizon and said, Faya! That was a good day. [to Katharine]

There's really no need. This is just a scrapbook. They are too good. I should feel obliged. Thank you. [to Katharine]

We planned badly. [to Katharine]

In a few minutes there'll be no stars— the air is filling with sand. [to Katharine]

Let me tell you about winds. [to Katharine]

Could I ask you, please, to paste you paintings into my book? I should like to have them. I *should be honored. [to Katharine]

Mrs. Clifton. . . I believe you still have my book. [to Katharine]

K at dawn — silhouetted.

My God… they're swimming. Swimming. [to himself in Cave of Swimmers]

I can still taste you. I try to write with your taste in my mouth. [to Katharine]

Swoon, I'll catch you. [to Katharine]

Maddox knows I think— he keeps talking about Anna Karenina— I think it's his idea of a man to man chat… well it's my idea of a man to man chat. [to Katharine]

I long for the rain on my face. [to Hana]

I'm not agreeing. Don't think I'm agreeing, because I'm not. [to Katharine]

Katherine? My God, Katherine what are you doing here?

Thousands of people did die. Just different people. [to Caravaggio]

No! I was never a spy. [to Caravaggio]

The International Sand Club: misfits, buggers, fascists, and fools— God bless us every one. Ooops! mustn't say international — dirty word, filthy word.

Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again. [to Katharine]

K is for Katherine. [to Hana]

In that case I suppose we can't charge. [to Hana]

Condensed milk - one of the truly great inventions. [to Hana]

Hana was just telling me that you were indifferent. . . to her cooking. [to Kip]

I have come to love that little tap of the fingernail against the syringe. Tap… Tap… Tap. [to Caravaggio]

It wouldn't be make believe if you believed in me. [Almásy singing the tune It's Only a Paper Moon (by Harold Arlen, Billy Rose, and E. Y. Harburg)]

Read to me will you? Read me to sleep. [to Hana]

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