Stranger than Fiction 2006 quotes, page 3

Karen Eiffel

Little did he know that this simple, seemingly innocuous act would result in his imminent death.

Professor Jules Hilbert

Meeting an insurance agent the day your policy runs out is coincidence. Getting a letter from the Emperor saying he's visiting is plot. Having your apartment eaten by a wrecking ball ... is something else entirely. Harold, you don't control your fate.

Professor Jules Hilbert

No one wants to die Harold, unfortunately we do. Harold, Harold listen to me. Harold, you will die, some day, some time; heart failure at the bank, choke on a mint. Some long drawn-out disease you've contracted on vacation, you will die. You will absolutely die. Even if you avoid this death, another will find you. And I guarantee, that it won't be nearly as poetic or as meaningful as what she's written. I'm sorry but it's ... it's the nature of all tragedies Harold. The hero dies, and the story goes on forever.

Karen Eiffel

Pneumonia. That's an interesting way to die.

Harold Crick

SHUT UP! [narrator continues] No I'm not. I'm cursing you stupid voice; so shut up and leave me alone!

Karen Eiffel

Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy... in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And fortunately when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin... or a kind and loving gesture... or a subtle encouragement... or a loving embrace or an offert of comfort. Not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs... and uneaten Danish... and soft-spoken secrets... and Fender Stratocasters... and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are, in fact, here for a much larger and nobler cause: They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange. But i also know that it just so happens to be true.

Harold Crick

The cookies were good. Thank you for forcing me to eat them.

Karen Eiffel

This is a story about a man named Harold Crick. And his wristwatch.

Harold Crick

This may seem like gibberish to you, but I think I'm in a tragedy.

Karen Eiffel

We're imagining car wrecks!

Professor Jules Hilbert

You have to die. It's a masterpiece.