American Beauty – Movie Quotes

I guess I could be pretty pissed of f about what happened to me... but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life...

It's never too late to get it back.

It's a great thing to realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself.

— Will you please do me a favor and act happy tonight?
— I am happy, honey.

— Man. You are one twisted fuck.
— Nope. Just an ordinary guy with nothing to lose.

Remember those posters that said, Today is the first day of the rest of your life? Well, that's true of every day except one. The day that you die.

— Jane. Honey. Are you trying to look unattractive?
— Yes.
— Well, congratulations You've succeeded admirably.

I feel like I've been in a coma for about twenty years, and I'm just now waking up.

If people I don't even know look at me and want to fuck me, it means I really have a shot at being a model. Which is great, because there's one thing worse in life than being ordinary.

Look at me, jerking off in the shower... This will be the high point of my day; it's all downhill from here.

And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid. Ever. Video's a poor excuse. But it helps me remember... and I need to remember... Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in.

My name is Lester Burnham. I'm forty two-years old. In less than a year, I'll be dead.

Don't mess with me, mister, or I will divorce you so fast it'll make your head spin!

Now, as you know, my business is selling an image. And part of my job is to live that image.

— There is no decision. Just write the damn thing!
— You don't think it's weird and kinda fascist?
— Possibly. But you don't want to be unemployed.
— Oh, okay. Let's all sell our sols to Satan, because it's more convenient that way.