Fezzik: *to the man in black* Why do you wear a mask and hood?
Man in Black: I think everybody will in the future. They're terribly comfortable.

*during the wedding ceremony*
Archdean: Mawidge is a dweam wiffin a deam.

As to Inigo's personal life, he was always just a trifle hungry, he had no brothers or sisters, and his mother had died in childbirth. He was fantastically happy. Because of his father. Domingo Montoya was funny-looking and crotchety and impatient and absent-minded and never smiled. Inigo loved him. Totally. Don't ask why. There really wasn't any one reason you could put your finger on. Oh, probably Domingo loved him back, but love is many things, none of them logical.

*on the way to the Cliffs of Insanity*
Inigo: No one could be following us yet?
Vizzini: No one. It would be inconceivable.
Inigo: Absolutely inconceivable?
Vizzini: Absolutely, totally, and in all other ways, inconceivable. Why do you ask?
Inigo: No reason. Its only that I just happened to look back and something's there.

Inigo: HELLO! MY NAME IS INIGO MONTOYA. YOU KILLED MY FATHER. PREPARE TO DIE!
Count Rugen: No-
Inigo: Offer me money-
Count Rugen: Everything.
Inigo: Power too.Promise me that.
Count Rugen: All I have and more. Please.
Inigo: Offer me anything I ask for.
Count Rugen: Yes. Yes. Say it.
Inigo: I WANT DOMINGO MONTOYA YOU SON OF A BITCH.

~Honeymoon

Inigo: Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die

Count Rugen: Stop saying that!

~Honeymoon

Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die

~Honeymoon

True love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops. Everybody knows that.

~Miracle Max

Westley and I are joined by the bonds of love, and you cannot track that, not with a thousand bloodhounds, and you cannot break it, not with a thousand swords.

~Buttercup
The Festivities

"The battle of wits has begun," said the man in black. "It ends when you decide and we drink and find out who is right and who is dead."

~The Announcement

"Don't you understand anything that's going on?
Buttercup shook her head.
Westley shook his too. "You never have been the brightest, I guess."
"Do you love me, Westley? Is that it?"
He couldn't believe it. "Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches! If your love were -"
"I don't understand that first one yet," Buttercup interrupted. She was starting to get very excited now. "Let me get this straight. Are you saying my love is a grain of sand and yours is this other thing? Images confuse me so - is this universal business of yours bigger than my sand? Help me, Westley. I have the feeling we're on the verge of something just terribly important."

~The Bride

Ordinary

The burning sunset dyes the city red
Before my eyes are ongoing construction sites
On the sidewalk are people walking hurriedly in suits
I am just lost in thoughts of you

That night when the moonlight was shining
On the path I had not yet decided to take
Without realizing, I was wandering around
I am still lost in thoughts of you

The words whispered fled the warmth of your hands
Softly enveloping
Now the scenery is reborn

To add color to your boring today
To include magic into your melancholic tomorrow
The detached times you spent doing nothing
I've come to change those into precious memories

The sky is still a little bright
In the glow of the row of lit red lamps
The Love Song playing from the radio

"I love you"
"I love you"

Like that movie
Now I'm going to let you know

Lies to cover up your petty actions
Tears that fall suddenly without reason
I want to embrace all of it if you let me
So stay by my side

To add color to your boring today
To include magic into your melancholic tomorrow
The detached times you spent doing nothing
I've come to show you I can change those into precious memories

In common words that don't exist even in dreams
In a common melody that is nothing new
In the voice you've grown accustomed to
I'll sing my love song

It would be great if it could reach you, just you
It would be great if it could be heard, just by you
It would be great if it could reach you, just you
It would be great if it could be heard, just by you
It would be great if it could reach you
It would be great if it could be heard
It would be great if it could reach you
It would be great if it could be heard

It would be great if it could reach you...

~Nishikido Ryo [Color, NewS]

Reclusion

There's someone inside me that softly kills everyone around
They don't know they're dead to me cause intent never makes a sound
All along they found I strangled lovers who've learned from slower hands
With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am

You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide

There's an art in seclusion. Production in depression
if a stranger turns up missing, this song is my confession
Tell the tales of the trail of dead, lovers learn from slower hands
Losing self in myself, inner demons make demands

You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide

You're suffocating me, so very hard to breathe
My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath

You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're sick, sick as all the
Secrets that you deny
Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide

~Anberlin

The tiger will never lie down with the lamb; he acknowledges no pact that is not reciprocal. The lamb must learn to run with the tigers.

The Tiger's Bride, The Bloody Chamber ~ Angela Carter

Akira: Nobuta! I love you
I love the book you read
I love the road you walk on
I love the top floor your in
I love anywhere you are
I REALLY love it.
So for your sake
I'll sing...
[He is speaking into the school PA system when no one is supposed to be in school]
Shuji: Eh? Sing? Why is that guy singing? [He went with Akira and is in the classroom]

Nobuta wo Produce