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A fading comedian and a suicidally despondent ballet dancer must look to each other to find meaning and hope in their lives.
Calvero: My home is the theater. Terry: I thought you hated the theater. Calvero: I also hate the sight of blood, but it's in my veins.
Calvero: What do you want meaning for? Life is a desire, not a meaning. Desire is the theme of all life!
Calvero: Time is the best author. It always writes the perfect ending.
Calvero: That's all any of us are: amateurs. We don't live long enough to be anything else.
Calvero: Life can be wonderful if you're not afraid of it.
Calvero: There's something about working the streets I like. It's the tramp in me I suppose.
Calvero: I believe I'm dying, doctor. Then, I don't know. I've died so many times.
Terry: Worms can't smile! Calvero: Oh, how would you know, have you ever appealed to their sense of humour?
Calvero: The heart and the mind, what an enigma.
Terry: I'm sorry. Calvero: You should be. A young girl like you wanting to throw your life away. Heh! When you are my age you want to hang onto it.
Calvero: I'm an old sinner, nothing shocks me.
Calvero: What a day! The sun's shining, the kettle's singing, *and* we've paid the rent. There's going to be an earthquake, I know it, I know it, I know it.
Calvero: There's greatness in everyone.
Calvero: Think of the power that's in the universe! And that's the same power within you. If you'd only have courage and the will to use it.
Calvero: What can the stars do? Calvero: Nothing. Calvero: Just sit on their axis.