Walter Pidgeon Quotes

Mr. Gruffydd You shouldn't be here.

Angharad I couldn't spend another night without knowing. What has happened? Is anything wrong?

Mr. Gruffydd Wrong?

Angharad You know what I mean. Why have you changed towards me? Why am I a stranger now? Have I done anything?

Mr. Gruffydd No - the blame is mine. Your mother spoke to me after Chapel. She is happy to think you will be having plenty all your days.

Angharad Iestyn Evans.

Mr. Gruffydd You could do no better.

Angharad I don't want him. I want you.

Mr. Gruffydd Angharad - I have spent nights too - trying to think this out. When I took up this work, I knew what it meant - it meant sacrifice and devotion and making it my whole life to the exclusion of everything else. That I was perfectly willing to do. But to share it with another - Do you think I will have you going threadbare all your life? Depending on the charity of others for your good meals? Our children growing up in cast-off clothing - and ourselves thanking God for parenthood in a house full of bits? No - I can bear with such a life for the sake of my work. But I think I would start to kill if I saw the white come to your hair twenty years before its time.

Angharad Why? Why would you start to kill? Are you a man or a saint?

Mr. Gruffydd I am no saint, but I have a duty towards you. Let me do it.

Mr. Gruffydd This is the last time I will talk in this Chapel. I am leaving the Valley with regret toward those who have helped me here, and who have let me help them. But, for the rest of you, those of you who have only proved that I have wasted my time among you, I have only this to say. There is not one among you who has had the courage to come to me and accuse me of wrongdoing. And yet, by any standard, if there has been a sin, I am the one who should be branded the sinner. Will anyone raise his voice here now to accuse me? No. You're cowards, too, as well as hypocrites. But I don't blame you. The fault is mine as much as yours. The idle tongues, the poverty of mind which you have shown mean that I have failed to reach most of you with the lesson I was given to teach. Huw, I thought when I was a young man that I would conquer the world with truth. I thought I would lead an army greater than Alexander ever dreamed of, not to conquer nations, but to liberate mankind. With truth. With the golden sound of the Word. But only a few of them heard. Only a few of you understood. The rest of you put on black and sat in Chapel. Why do you come here? Why do you dress your hypocrisy in black and parade before your God on Sunday? From love? No. For you have shown that your hearts are too withered to receive the love of your Divine Father. I know why you have come - I have seen it in your faces Sunday after Sunday as I've stood here before you. Fear has brought you here. Horrible, superstitious fear. Fear of divine retribution - a bolt of fire from the skies. The vengeance of the Lord and the justice of God. But you have forgotten the love of Jesus. You disregard His sacrifice. Death, fear, flames, horror and black clothes. Hold your meeting then, but know if you do this in the name of God and in the house of God, you blaspheme against Him and His Word.

Dr. Edward Morbius In times long past, this planet was the home of a mighty and noble race of beings which called themselves the Krell. Ethically, as well as technologically, they were a million years ahead of humankind. For in unlocking the mysteries of nature, they had conquered even their baser selves. And when in the course of eons they had abolished sickness, and insanity, and crime, and all injustice they turned, still with high benevolence, outward toward space. Long before the dawn of man's history, they had walked our Earth, and brought back many biological specimens. The heights they had reached... But then, seemingly on the threshold of some supreme accomplishment which was to have crowned their entire history, this all-but-Divine race perished in a single night. In the two thousand centuries since that unexplained catastrophe, even their cloud-piercing towers of glass, and porcelain, and adamantine steel have crumbled back into the soil of Altair IV, and nothing, absolutely nothing remains above ground.

Harry Pebbel I've told you a hundred times. I don't want to win awards. Give me pictures that end with a kiss and black ink on the books.

Dr. Edward Morbius How ironic that a simple scholar, with no ambition, beyond a modest measure of ], should out of the clear sky, find himself besieged by an army of fellow creatures, all grimly determined to be of service.

Dr. Edward Morbius Yes, a single machine, a cube 20 miles on each side.

Mr. Gruffydd Why do you think we of the Chapel talk rubbish?

Ianto My remark was not aimed at you.

Mr. Gruffydd Then aim it.

Ianto Very well. Because you make yourselves out to be shepherds of the flock, and yet you allow your sheep to live in filth and poverty, and if they try and raise their voices against it, you calm them by telling them their suffering is the Will of God. Sheep indeed! Are we sheep to be herded and sheared by a handful of owners? I was taught man was made in the image of God. Not a sheep!

Mr. Gruffydd First, have your union. You need it. Alone you are weak. Together you are strong. But remember, with strength goes responsibility - to others and to yourselves. For you cannot conquer injustice with more injustice - only with justice and the help of God.

Clem Miniver She was a good cook, as good cooks go. And as good cooks go, she went.

Angharad How could you stand there and watch them? Cruel old men, groaning and nodding to hurt her more. That is not the Word of God! Go now and sin no more, Jesus said.

Mr. Gruffydd Angharad! You know your Bible too well, and life too little.

Angharad I know enough of life to know that Meillyn Lewis is no worse than I am!

Mr. Gruffydd Angharad!

Angharad What do the deacons know about it? What do you know about what could happen to a poor girl when she loves a man so much that even to lose sight of him for a moment is torture!

Mr. Gruffydd You've been lucky, Huw. Lucky to suffer and lucky to spend these weary months in bed. For so God has given you a chance to make the spirit within yourself. And as your father cleans his lamp to have good light, so keep clean your spirit, huh?...By prayer, Huw. And by prayer, I don't mean shouting, mumbling, and wallowing like a hog in religious sentiment. Prayer is only another name for good, clean, direct thinking. When you pray, think. Think well what you're saying. Make your thoughts into things that are solid. In that way, your prayer will have strength, and that strength will become a part of you, body, mind, and spirit. The first duty of these new legs is to get you to chapel on Sunday.

Dr. Edward Morbius Guilty! Guilty! My evil self is at that door, and I have no power to stop it!

Angharad There's a man for you, spoiling his good handkerchief. Look now, you are King in the chapel. But I will be Queen in my own kitchen.

Mr. Gruffydd You will be Queen wherever you walk.

Angharad What does that mean?

Mr. Gruffydd I should not have said it.

Angharad Why?

Mr. Gruffydd I have no right to speak to you so.

Angharad Mr. Gruffydd, if the right is mine to give, you have it.

Dr. Edward Morbius The fool, the meddling idiot. As though his ape's brain could contain the secrets of the Krell.

Mr. Gruffydd Where is the light I thought to see in your eye? Are you afraid, boy? You heard what the doctor said?

Huw Yes, sir.

Mr. Gruffydd And you believed it?

Huw Yes, sir.

Mr. Gruffydd You want to walk again, don't you?

Huw Yes, sir.

Mr. Gruffydd Then you must have faith. And if you have, you will walk again, no matter what all the doctors say.

Huw But he said, Nature must take her course.

Mr. Gruffydd Nature is the hand-maiden of the Lord. I remember on one or two occasions when she was given orders to change her course. You know your Scriptures, boy?

Huw Yes, sir.

Mr. Gruffydd Then you know that what's been done before can be done again - for you. Do you believe me, Huw?

Huw Yes, sir.

Mr. Gruffydd Good. You will see the first daffodil out on the mountain. Will you?

Huw Indeed I will, sir.

Mr. Gruffydd Then you will.