Gulley Jimson Quotes in The Horse's Mouth (1958)
Gulley Jimson Quotes:
Gulley Jimson: What are you doing?
Miss D. Coker: I'm saying my prayers; I forgot them.
Gulley Jimson: I thought you hated G-d.
Miss D. Coker: Maybe I do.
Gulley Jimson: Why do you pray then?
Miss D. Coker: Well, he's our Father, isn't he?
Gulley Jimson: That's a funny reason.
Gulley Jimson: What are your feet like?
Gulley Jimson: If they're really old, trampled feet - as I suspect - I'd like to draw them.
Charwoman: Draw your own feet!
Gulley Jimson: Old women's feet... thin, flat, long, clinging to the ground like reptiles.
Gulley Jimson: Go away. Scram. Tie lead weights to your feet, fireworks in your hair, kiss your mother goodbye and jump in the river. I don't know you. I don't want to know you. Buzz off! Explode!
Gulley Jimson: [to Nosey] Now see what you've done. Got me locked out for life.
[Referring to prison]
Constable: Mr. Jimson?
Gulley Jimson: No. That's my first cousin, once removed, an artist who's always getting into trouble with the police. He just went up the road. Shall I call him back?
Constable: Have you just sent a telephone message of a threatening character to Mr. Hickson of Portland Place?
Gulley Jimson: I only said I'd burn his house down and cut his liver out.
Constable: Now he doesn't want to prosecute, but if you go on making a nuissance of yourself, well, he's gonna have to take steps.
Gulley Jimson: Would he rather I cut his liver out without phoning?
Constable: Now, come now, Mr. Jimson. Put yourself in his place.
Gulley Jimson: I wish I could. It's a very nice place.
Gulley Jimson: Of course you want to be an artist. Everybody does, once. But they get over it, like measles and chicken pox.
Nosey: But there have to be artists!
Gulley Jimson: And lunatics too! But why go and live in an asylum before you're sent for?
Hodges: Are you sure that Sir and Lady Beeder are expecting you?
Gulley Jimson: Expecting me? They're down on their knees praying for me.
Gulley Jimson: Anyone at home? Mrs. Morton Graines Waring? She's gone to Java.
Abel: That's all right, I'll work down there. Come. I want to get started.
Gulley Jimson: I like it here: bricks and broken glass, and an old garbage can. It's the story of my life.
Gulley Jimson: It could happen to anyone, dear. All the greatest artists got their squares wrong. Numbers were invented by Arabs who hate art.
Gulley Jimson: Go and do something sensible, like shooting yourself! But don't be an artist!
Gulley Jimson: Thirty seconds of revelation is worth a million years of know-nothings.
Painter at side of ship: Where do you think you're goin', Dad? What's the big idea?
Gulley Jimson: Ah, there is good news yet to hear, and fine things to be seen... before we go to paradise... by way of Kensal Green.
Gulley Jimson: I have news for you... I'm going to be a little bit ill.
Gulley Jimson: It's the kind of face you want to throw a brick at, don't you think?
Sara Monday: [Introduces Jimson to Dicky] This is Mr. Jimson. He's an artist.
Gulley Jimson: Since when?
Sara Monday: [to Dicky] You've never seen a real artist before, have you?
Constable: [Dicky sticks out tongue to Jimson]
Gulley Jimson: You've got the right idea, son. Why don't you bite me? That's the way to treat strangers. Make them respect you.
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