There was such speed in her little body,
And such lightness in her footfall,
It is no wonder her brown study Astonishes us all
Her wars were bruited in our high window.
We looked among orchard trees and beyond
Where she took arms against her shadow,
Or harried unto the pond
The lazy geese, like a snow cloud
Dripping their snow on the green grass,
Tricking and stopping, sleepy and proud,
Who cried in goose, Alas,
For the tireless heart within the little
Lady with rod that made them rise
From their noon apple-dreams and scuttle
Goose-fashion under the skies!
But now go the bells, and we are ready,
In one house we are sternly stopped
To say we are vexed at her brown study,
Lying so primly propped.
~John Crowe Ransom
From the Movies
I’ll tell you one thing, Fred, darling . . . I’d marry you for your money in a minute.
~Holly Golightly (Audrey Hepburn), Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)
Perchik: Money is the world’s curse.
Tevye: May the Lord smite me with it! And may I never recover!
~Fiddler on the Roof (1971)
Did you work for the money to buy those earrings? Or did your Daddy buy those for you?