✮ my fav dead poets society quotes
One of my favorite books, if you haven’t read it already omg please do.
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Page 152
“Not with the gun!” Todd shouted. “Damn it, even if the bastard didn’t pull the trigger, he…” Todd’s sobs drowned his words until, finally, he controlled himself. “Even if Mr. Perry didn’t shoot him,” Todd said calmly, “he killed him. They have to know that!”
Page 135
Neil’s friends watched him intently as he delivered his lines with skill and ease, enjoying every moment, getting laughs in all the right places. Todd sat mouthing the lines with him as if this might help Neil get through it. But Neil needed no help.
Page 110
“So, if you want to raise a confirmed atheist,” McAllister observed, “give him a rigid religious upbringing. Works every time.”
Page 84
“When I was little,” Todd continued, “I thought all parents automatically loved their kids. That’s what my teachers told me. That’s what i read in the books they gave me. That’s what I believed. Well, my parents might have loved my brother, but they did not love me.”
Page 84
“You know what Dad called me when I was growing up? ‘Five ninety-eight.’ That’s what all the chemicals in the human body would be worth if you bottled them raw and sold them. He told me that was all I’d ever be worth unless I worked every day to improve myself. Five ninety-eight.”
Page 74
“Mr. Anderson believes that everything he has inside of him is worthless and embarrassing. Correct, Todd? Isn’t that your fear?” Todd nodded jerkily.
Page 65
“The point is, there’s nothing you can do about it, so butt out, all right? I can take care of myself just fine, all right?” “Er, no…” Neil said. “No?” Todd looked astonished. “What do you mean ‘no’?” Neil shrugged matter-of-factly and repeated, “No, I’m not going to butt out.”
Page 41
Kreating slammed his hand behind him, and the sound reverberated like a drum. The entire class jumped and turned. “Well,” Kreating whispered defiantly. “I say—drivel! One reads poetry because he is a member of the human race, and the human race is filled with passion! Medicine, law, banking—these are necessary to sustain life. But poetry, romance, love, beauty? These are what we stay alive for!”
Page 12
As they headed across campus toward their dorms, Neil Perry approached Todd, who was walking alone and offered a handshake “I hear we’re going to be roommates,” he said. “I’m Neil Perry” “Todd Anderson,” he replied softly. The boys walked in awkward silence. “Why’d you leave Balincrest?” Neil aseked. “My brother went here.” Neil shook his head. “Oh, So you’re THAT Anderson.”
