The English Patient

The English Patient quotes

81 total quotes (ID: 753)

Count Laszlo de Almásy
David Caravaggio
Geoffrey Clifton
Hana
Katharine Clifton
Kirpal Singh (Kip)
Madox
Other


In case you're still wondering, This is called a supersternal notch. points to notch at base of throat [to Almasy]


In Italy, there's always chickens, but no eggs. In Africa there's eggs, but never chickens. Who separated them?

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

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)]

It's raining. [to Almásy]

It's still there, the cannon, outside the museum. It was made of metal cups and bowls taken from every household in the city as tax, then melted down. Then later they fired the cannon at my people - comma - The natives - full stop. [reading from w:Herodotus to Almásy]

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

K at dawn — silhouetted.

K is for Katherine. [to Hana]

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

Let me tell you about winds. [to Katharine]

Look. See? Move that — and no more Bach. [to Hana after playing the piano]

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]

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

My darling, I'm waiting for you — how long is a day in the dark, or a week? The fire is gone now, and I'm horribly cold. I really ought to drag myself outside but then there would be the sun. . . I'm afraid I waste the light on the paintings and on writing these words. We die, we die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have entered and swum up like rivers, fears we have hidden in, like this wretched cave. We are the real countries, not the boundaries drawn on maps with the names of powerful men. I know you will come and carry me out into the palace of winds. That's all I've wanted— to walk in such a place with you, with friends, on earth without maps. [written in journal]