Den Dennis Quotes

Dennis the Peasant: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. Arthur: Be quiet! Dennis: You can't expect to wield supreme power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!

Hey, Adam,” I said. I thought you’d want to know that Warren and Darryl made it out of the vampire den alive.” I sucked in my breath. “You didn’t actually agree to their meeting on Marsilia’s grounds?” He laughed. “No, it just sounded better than saying they made it out of Denny’s alive. It might not be romantic, but it’s open all night and set in the middle of a brightly lit parking lot with no dark places for skulking parties to ambush from.

...the land is moody, waiting. Den turns around and looks at his father who leans into the bike, leans into a long drag on his cigarette, leans into a thought not ready for words. The man is so familiar. They should be at home by now. They should be sitting at the dinner table. This familiarity is deeper than the desert, longer than the miles they’ve traveled. It confuses Dennis. What is the source of this sadness? It’s time to go home. Den holds the camera steady.

Und plötzlich ist er wieder da - dieser unverwechselbare Duft, der durch die Abenddämmerung segelt. Doch diesmal währt er länger. Diesmal bleibt er mir in der Nase und endlich weiß ich, was das für ein Duft ist. Es ist der Duft schier unzähliger, vergangener Sommertage. Der Duft von Schnitzeljagden in harzschweren Fichtenwäldern und vom am See aufgehängter Badekleidung. Ich blicke über die glitzernde Stadt, deren winzige, vielfarbige Lichtpunkte in der schwarzen Nacht versinken, und suche in den Windungen meines Gehirns nach den Ursprüngen dieser Erinnerungen.

Yangın alarmı asla yangını haber vermez; en azından artık böyle. ... ...Ve Denny'yle ben bir tümör kadar safız. ... Herkesin kör bir kaza kurşununa veya ani bir hastalığa kurban gitmeyi beklediği bir dünyada, bağımlıların yolun sonunda kendilerini neyin beklediğini bilmek gibi bir lüksü vardır. Nihai kaderinin kontrolünü biraz da olsa eline almıştır ve bağımlılığı sayesinde ölüm sebebi büsbütün süpriz olmaktan çıkmıştır. ... "Sanki bir kumsaatinin dibinde yaşıyormuşuz gibi hissetmeye başladım." ... Hayatımızın her günü örneğin televizyonun önünde yok olup gideceğine, diyor Denny, yaşadığımız her günü bir kaya göstersin. ... Dünya bir inilti veya patlamayla değil de, ihtiyatlı ve zarif bir anonsla sona erecek: "Bill Rivervale, telefondan aranıyorsunuz, ikinci hattı alın lütfen." Sonrası, hiçlik. ... "İnsanın gençliğini bir şeyle takas etmesi gerekiyor..." ... İnsan bağımlıysa, sarhoş ya da kafası iyi olmak veya acıkmak dışında hiçbir şey hissetmez. Yine de, bu hisleri üzüntü, öfke, korku, endişe, hayalkırıklığı ve depresyon gibi diğer hislerle kıyaslayınca, herhangi bir bağımlılık artık gözünüze o denli kötü görünmez. Aksine, çok makul bir seçenek gibi görünür. ... ...ihtiyaç duyulmak istiyorum. ... "Çocuk doğurmak için izin alman gerekmiyor. Öyleyse niye ev yapmak için izin alman gereksin ki?" ... Anlamadığımız şeylerle yaşayamıyor oluşumuz ne kötü. Her şeyin etiketlenmesine, açıklanmasına ve yeniden yapılanmasına ne kadar da ihtiyacımız var. Ksinlikle açıklanamıyor olsa bile. Tanrı'nın bile. ... “Gerçek şu ki, her önüme gelenle yatmamın sebebini aslında bilmek istemiyorum. Sadece yapıyorum; çünkü kendine iyi bir sebep söylediğin anda, onu didiklemeye başlarsın.” ... “Herhangi bir şey yaratma riskini göze alamadığım için ömrüm boyunca her şeye saldırdım...” ... “Burada önemli olan süreç, bir şeyleri bitirmek değil.” ... Hatırlayabildiğimden daha uzun bir zamandan beri ilk kez huzurlu hissediyorum kendimi. Mutlu değil. Üzgün değil. Endişeli değil. Azgın değil. Sadece beynimin daha üst bölümleri dükkanları kapatıyor. Beyin korteksi. Cerebellum. Problemim işte orada. Kendimi sadeleştiriyorum. Mutlulukla hüzün arasındaki mükemmel ortayı yakalamış durumdayım... Çünkü süngerler asla kötü bir gün geçirmezler.

Hier gibt's keine Typen mit Schlafstörungen oder welche, die Angst vor Löchern im Bürgersteig haben. Soweit ich das aus den Akten ersehen konnte, sind die Leute hier, nun ja, richtig plemplem.

range viewer mounted near our ship’s console. Jafar steered for Lucas. After a few more minutes, Lucas signed off and turned to us. “We have a carrier strike group nearby, guys. Denny says they launched two 60H Seahawk helicopters with Seal Teams aboard. We get to clear the Mother Ship’s deck for safe boarding of the Seal teams. I’ll circle the wagons and you guys go rain some death down on the Mother Ship deck until ain’t nothin’ livin’ there. Then we hold shadow position until the Seahawks get here, maintaining a safe landing zone.” Casey and I just smile at each other. Oh yeah! And it’s my turn on the XM307. We jog back into position with Casey manning our Browning fifty while I slipped behind the XM307. We started taking small arms fire from the pirate ship as Lucas passed them to the port side before giving us a clear field of fire. Casey tilted and fired short bursts with tracers. Soon, anything stupid enough to get near the railing was cut in half. I fired 25mm bursts stem to stern. Airburst shells exploded all along the pirate deck, blowing out the view windows on their bridge, and leaving no inch of the vessel untouched above deck. Lucas sped up, passed the pirate bow and angled out on the starboard side. We repeated our dual assault although there really wasn’t anyone alive anyway. Twenty minutes later, we heard the Seahawk helicopters approaching. I fired one more burst as Lucas passed once again on the port side. With the helicopters in sight, Lucas headed for the open sea. Shortly after Casey and I closed up shop, Jafar came to summon us to the bridge. Denny was on speaker. “We’re all here, Captain Blood,” Lucas told him. “The Seals found twenty-six mangled pirates above deck and took no fire from the vessel. Below decks, fourteen more pirates were taken prisoner and eleven of the original ship’s crew rescued. No one spotted you guys so steam for our next baiting area. Once things get wrapped up with the rescued ship the carrier group will get orders to take up a support position within striking distance in case we get this lucky again. Great job! Man, we fucked them up today!” We did our ‘pirate talk’ for a few minutes, including Jafar. Denny cracked up. Who says pirate warfare and cold blooded murder can’t be fun. I had to ask though. “What was the cover story for no live pirates on deck to the carrier group?” “Don’t ask, don’t tell,” Denny adlibbed for our amusement. “The Seals didn’t mind. The official news coverage will be a pirate falling out. The mysterious crater where the pirate den used to be near Mogadishu will be rumored a munitions accident. Those

Our little friend, dat’s who. Now, we gonna split up. Half gonna go one way, half another. Fifty-fifty which boat dat t’ing comes after. Guns or not, my money’s on dat t’ing at this point. Dennis, you no safer in one boat den da other. In da end, you gotta make a choice; you gotta make da right choice. You know what I’m telling you, LeFleur?" Dennis remained silent. He could see what the man was getting at, but didn’t like it all the same. "You do what’s right for Frank," Nick said. "What’s right for Kirk. Mostly, you do what’s right for you. True, you go back, you just might make it. Might. But then what? You have to live with your decision every day after that. You remember that family back at Bayou Noir? Think about why they didn’t go up in that attic. Fear. Fear and shame. Think about why that thing was up there in the first place. Fear and shame. You get back home, maybe you’ll no longer be afraid, but the shame will cling to you forever. You want that, LeFleur? You think you can live like that? The choice is yours." "Cap’n, put down that shotgun. Joseph, you, too. It’s time for the man to make his own decision, like a man should. It’s time we all respected that decision, like men should. It’s time we stopped acting like a bunch of whining children and got back to the business at hand. Y’all be quick about it, or Kirk’s a goner. Same for the rest of us." Silence

Among non-Jewish Jews there have been some who, in addition to their alienation from Jewish roots, have not felt rooted in the non-Jewish society in which they lived. During the last century, some of these Jews have contributed to intense Jew-hatred. These are radical and revolutionary Jews. The reasons for the antisemitism they engender are unique. First, their challenges to non-Jews do not come from within Judaism. Second, they not only challenge the non-Jews’ values, but the non-Jews’ national and religious identity as well. Third, they are as opposed to Jews’ values and identity as to non-Jews’. Nevertheless, and unfortunately for other Jews, the behavior of these radical non-Jewish Jews is identified as Jewish. The association of Jews with revolutionary doctrines and social upheaval has not, unfortunately, been the product of antisemites’ imaginations. Marx, Trotsky, Kamenev, Zinoviev, Rosa Luxemburg, Béla Kun, Mark Rudd, Abbie Hoffman, Jerry Rubin,William Kunstler, Norman G. Finkelstein, and Noam Chomsky are among the better known.2 The phenomenon of the highly disproportionate role played by Jews in radical causes often has been commented upon. As the social psychologist Ernest van den Haag noted, “although very few Jews are radicals, very many radicals are Jews: out of one hundred Jews five may be radicals, but out of ten radicals five are likely to be Jewish. Thus it is incorrect to say that a very great number of Jews are radicals but quite correct to say that a disproportionate number of radicals are Jews. This was so in the past, and it has not changed.”3 How are these Jewish radicals made and why do they cause antisemitism? The making of a Jewish radical is a complex social and psychological process but its essential elements can be discerned. First, these individuals have inherited a tradition of thousands of years of Jews challenging others’ values—though of course in the name of Judaism and ethical monotheism rather than radical secular ideologies. Non-Jewish Jews do not base their radical doctrines on the Jewish tradition; indeed, they usually denigrate it, but the tradition’s impact could not be avoided, only transformed.4 Second, radical non-Jewish Jews are rootless in that they do not feel rooted in either the Gentiles’ or the Jews’ religion or nation. They may very well have become revolutionaries precisely to overcome this root-lessness or alienation. Because they refuse to become like the non-Jews by identifying with the non-Jews’ religious or national identities, they seek to have non-Jews (and Jews) become like them, alienated from all religious or national identities. Only then, these revolutionaries believe, will they cease to feel alienated.

A basic element of antisemitism is, therefore, a rebellion against ethical monotheism, against the “thou shalts” and “thou shalt nots” introduced by the Jews in the name of a supreme moral authority. This point has been forcefully stated by the late non-Jewish social psychologist Ernest van den Haag: Fundamental to [antisemitism] … though seldom explicit and conscious, is hostility to the Jewish belief in one God, a belief to which antisemites very reluctantly converted and which they never ceased to resist. Antisemitism is one form this resistance takes. Those who originated this burdensome religion—and yet rejected the version to which the Gentiles were converted—easily became the target of the resentment. One cannot dare to be hostile to one’s all-powerful God. But one can be to those who generated Him, to whom He revealed Himself and who caused others to accept Him.