Showing posts with label frida. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frida. Show all posts
Death of a Salesman.
Frida: Everythings's not bloody marvellous. In fact, everything's a bit dark.

Ani: Is "Organix" paper one?
Frida: Yes.
Ani: Shite i havet..!

Frida: ... so please don't cry after the exams, because I will cry with you.
Bell: I think we will have reached the state of apathy next week.
Frida: Good. Apathy is good.

Frida: It is blackmailing a bit, but it's really efficient.

Frida: I should have one of these little slaves to rub out the board for me. (...) Teacher's assistants, they're called.

Frida: The reason I'm not going to list these is, A) I haven't the energy, and 2)...

Frida: And how's Hanna today? Are you freaking out because you have physics?
Hanna: No, not freaking out. Just giving up.

Frida: How do you study to your best advantage?
Saga: Twenty-four seven?

Frida: Anyone of you seen the Life of Brian?
Class: Yeah...
Frida: Always look on the bright side of life!
Emelie: Yeah, if you have a life.

Frida: So when Nick Hornby says that women are more complicated than men, do you agree?
Lisen: Maybe men are like RNA; they only have one strand.

Frida: Baby language! Nonononononono!

Frida: This, May 2008, is Nirva-- No, it's not Nirvana. It's Purgatory. Right now you're in Hell. Nirvana in June, guys!

Frida: This is the beginning of the 19th century; they're not going to say [what they mean] straight out..!

Johanna: But your family's American.
Frida: No, they're not American. They're just very strange.

Frida: I'm one of these essentially nerdy people. I like to study, and I like to think, as well.

Why some people naturally become teachers.
Frida: Could you imagine John in a group of adults?

Frida: I'm in a good mood today. But you all know that underneath this mask I'm the Wicked Witch of the West.

Frida: Eating, sleeping, and what else is a physiological need? Fabienne?
Bell: ... Studying..?

Frida: John, you are asked to depart.
John: (heartbreakingly) Depart..?! It sounds like I'm going to die..!

Frida: Nothing is really black or white. In the end it's all really an infinite shade of grey.

Frida: I've got my nose just above the water line, so we're all in the same boat.