Elisabeth: Do you know about Firelight?
Louisa: What about it?
Elisabeth: It's a kind of magic. Firelight makes time stand still. When you put out the lamps and sit in the firelight's glow there aren't any rules any more.
[blows out lamp]
Elisabeth: You can do what you want, say what you want, be what you want, and when the lamps are lit again, time starts again, and everything you said or did is forgotten. More than forgotten it never happened.
Elisabeth: [about the Lake House] What do you do out there?
Louisa: If you ever go out there, I'll kill you! I'll murder you!
Louisa: I'll stab you in the heart!
Elisabeth: Yes, that would do it.
Louisa: It would! You'd be dead.
Elisabeth: You'd have to bury me.
Louisa: I wouldn't. I'd just leave you there!
Elisabeth: I'd rot. I'd smell.
Louisa: Serve you right!
-William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English dramatist, poet. Edgar, in the disguise of Poor Tom, in King Lear, act 3, sc. 4.
In the end we beat them with Levi 501 jeans. Seventy-two years of Communist indoctrination and propaganda was drowned out by a three-ounce Sony Walkman. A huge totalitarian system . . . has been brought to its knees because nobody wants to wear Bulgarian shoes. . . . Now they're lunch, and we're number one on the planet
-P. J. O'Rourke (b. 1947), U.S. journalist. "The Death of Communism," in Rolling Stone (New York, Nov. 1989; repr. in Give War a Chance, 1992).