A whore's life is five good years, five bad years, and then some half-dick sweat stain grinds you out like a cigarette. Like a goddamn spent cigarette.
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Noah Hawley
Noah Hawley (born c. 1967) is an American television writer and producer, screenwriter, and bestselling author, best known for creating and writing the FX television series Fargo (2014-) and Legion (2017-). Hawley earlier worked on the television series Bones (2005–2008), The Unusuals (2009) and My Generation (2010). 2Early life Hawley was born and raised in New York City, New York. His mother, Louise Armstrong, was a non-fiction writer and activist, and his maternal grandmother was a playwright. His father, Tom Hawley, was a businessman. He has a twin brother, Alexi, who is a writer for the television show The Following and the creator of State of Affairs. Hawley graduated from Sarah Lawrence College with a degree in political science in 1989. He worked for Legal Aid Society in New York City, dealing with cases involving child abuse and neglect. He later moved to San Francisco and did computer programming work at law firms and worked as a paralegal. 2Career 3Books He has published five novels: A Conspiracy of Tall Men (1998), Other People's Weddings (2004), The Punch (2008), The Good Father (2012), and Before the Fall (2016
Noreen Vanderslice: Camus says knowin' we're gonna die makes life absurd. Betsy Solverson: Well, I don't know who that is. But I'm guessing he doesn't have a 6-year-old girl. Noreen Vanderslice: He's French. Betsy Solverson: Ugh, I don't care if he's from Mars. Nobody with any sense would say…
Mike Milligan: Sovereignty is absolute power and authority. Ricky G: Like a king? Mike Milligan: Exactly. Which is who I am —your king. Ricky G: Uh, it's America, brother. We don't do kings.
Madam, it’s just lazy to steal from someone without knowing their name.
Trust me. The future is certain. And when it comes, you will know without question, your place in the world. Until then, we’ve said all there is to say. Any further debate would be simply wasting our breath. And if there’s one thing I can’t abide, it’s waste. Goodbye.
The shallow end of the pool is where the turds float.
In the favelas of Brazil, there are six-year-olds with Glocks. They roam in packs, stealing whatever they can find. Mexican lowlifes stream into this country like wolves, eyeing our women and children. In the Congo, a family of six live on 10 cents a day. You turn on the TV, what do you see? Boat…
Perception of reality becomes reality.
There’s an accounting coming, Mr. Stussy, and you know I’m right. Mongol hordes descending. Now what are you doing to insulate yourself and your family? You think you’re rich. You’ve no idea what ‘rich’ means. ‘Rich’ is a fleet of private planes filled with decoys to mask your scent. It’s a banker…
You see it, don’t you? Millions of people bought houses they couldn’t afford, and now they’re living on the streets. 85% of the world’s wealth is controlled by 1% of the population. What do you think is gonna happen when those people wake up and realize you’ve got all their money?
Things of consequence rarely happen by accident.
You have made me the happiest woman ever. Now let's make a sex tape.
Human beings, you see, have no inherent value other than the money they earn. Cats have value, for example, because they provide pleasure to the humans. But a deadbeat on welfare? Well, they have negative value.
If evidence is collected, if confessions are made, if a verdict of guilty is entered in a court of law, then its happening becomes as the rocks and rivers, and to argue that it didn’t happen is to argue with reality itself.
One’s eyes can be deceived. We see what we believe, not the other way around.