100+ Misery Quotes that reflects how extreme obsession paves way to troubles

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Misery Quotes that reflects how extreme obsession paves way to troubles. There are so many Misery quotes that can help you when you are tired of being in the same old rut, and all you need is a little push, a little inspiration, a smile on the face, change of mood, bring you out of the banality of life, make you laugh a little, or may even make you cry a bit, and these Misery quotes exists just do that.

Misery is one of the best psychological horror films that got released in the United States. The film got directed by Rob Reiner and was based on a novel that got published in 1987. The story was written by Stephen King titled Misery. The film is about a fan who is a psycho, and he tries to force him to write the fan’s story. The significant roles in the movie are played by James Caan, Frances Sternhagen, Kathy Bates, Lauren Bacall, and Richard Farnsworth. The film was produced by Steve Nicolaides, Rob Reiner, Andrew Scheinman, and Jeffrey Stott. The production companies were Castle rock entertainment and Nelson entertainments. Columbia Pictures distributed the film after its release on November 30, 1990.

The film was made under a budget of twenty million dollars. The film is 107 minutes long. It grossed about sixty-one million dollars world over after its release. The spectacular performance done by Kathy Bates as the psychotic fan Annie Wilkes even won her award in the Academy Awards. Also though many films were made based on Stephen King’s novels, Misery was the only film to win an Oscar.

The film started when the famous writer Paul Sheldon met with an accident. A nurse named Annie Wilkes pulls him from the car that was hit. She takes him to her home as Paul’s leg was injured severely. Annie was a fan of Paul and took care of him. After she completed his novel ‘Fast Cars,’ Annie became angry about the story and orders Paul to burn it into ashes. Seeing the anger in Annie’s face, he realizes how psychic she is. Feared Paul burns the novel. Later she reads his novel Misery’s child. When she reads on, it was noted that after a few pages, Misery dies. This made Annie upset again and leaves Paul for some days within the room alone. Later she turns violent and orders him to write Misery Returns where Misery doesn’t die. Upon her order, fear filled him and wrote the novel, which made her contempt.

In the meantime, a police officer comes to Annie’s house to inquire about the missing writer Paul. He was later killed by her when he finds the truth. Then due to her torture, Paul decides to kill her. In the end, Paul burns the novel he wrote for her, which made her angry, and later he attacks her. The film ends when the cops rescue Paul from that house he was locked.

We have dug up these Misery quotes from the depths of the internet and brought together best of these sayings in a single article. This post is probably the biggest database of Misery Sayings in a single place. These famous Misery quotes have the power to change your life by giving a novel outlook about the way you observe different aspects of your life. Hence, these popular Misery quotes should be read with caution and proper understanding of the context. Here are tons of Misery quotes that will open a treasure chest of Wisdom and experiences: –

“Eat it till ya choke, you sick, twisted fuck!”

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“He didn’t get out of the COCKADOODIE CAR!”

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“It’s the swearing, Paul. It has no nobility.”

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“I thought you were good, Paul. But you’re not good. You’re just an old dirty birdy.”

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“Oh, Paul. What a poet you are.”

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“I thought you were good Paul… but you’re not good. You’re just another lying ol’ dirty birdy. And I don’t think I better be around you for a while. And
don’t even think about anybody coming for you. Not the doctors, not your agent, not your family. ‘Cause I never called them. Nobody knows you’re here and you
better hope nothing happens to me, because if I die… you die.”

“I know that, Mr. Man! They also called them serials. I’m not stupid ya know… Anyway, my favourite was Rocketman, and once it was a no breaks chapter. The
bad guy stuck him in a car on a mountain road and knocked him out and welded the door shut and tore out the brakes and started him to his death, and he woke
up and tried to steer and tried to get out but the car went off a cliff before he could escape! And it crashed and burned and I was so upset and excited, and
the next week, you better believe I was first in line. And they always start with the end of the last week. And there was Rocketman, trying to get out, and
here comes the cliff, and just before the car went off the cliff, he jumped free! And all the kids cheered! But I didn’t cheer. I stood right up and started
shouting. This isn’t what happened last week! Have you all got amnesia? They just cheated us! This isn’t fair! HE DIDN’T GET OUT OF THE COCK-A-DOODIE CAR!”

“Waitress: Excuse me I didn’t mean to interrupt but are you Paul Sheldon?
Paul Sheldon: Yes I am.
Waitress: I just want to let you know, I’m your number one fan.
Paul Sheldon: That’s very sweet of you. (movie ends)
Paul Sheldon: That’s very sweet of you.”

“Paul Sheldon: You want it EAT IT!, EAT IT till you Choke, you sick twisted Fuck!
Paul Sheldon: Eat it till ya choke, you sick, twisted fuck!”

“Annie Wilkes: i call it ‘operation hobble’
Annie Wilkes: I call it ‘operation hobble’.
Annie Wilks: The operation was called “hobbling”.”

“Annie Wilkes: It’s the swearing, Paul. It has no nobility.
Paul Sheldon: These are slum kids, I was a slum kid. Everybody talks like that.
Annie Wilkes: THEY DO NOT! At the feedstore do I say, “Oh, now Wally, give me a bag of that F-in’ pig feed, and a pound of that bitchly cow corn”? At the bank do I say, “Oh, Mrs. Malenger, here is one big bastard of a check, now give me some of your Christ-ing money!” THERE, LOOK THERE, NOW SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!
Annie Wilkes: THEY DO NOT! At the feedstore do I say, ‘Oh, now Wally, give me a bag of that F-in’ pig feed, and a pound of that bitchly cow corn’? At the bank do I say, ‘Oh, Mrs. Malenger, here is one big bastard of a check, now give me some of your Christ-ing money!’ THERE, LOOK THERE, NOW SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!”

“Paul Sheldon: Do you remember for all those years, nobody ever knew who Misery’s real father was, or will they ever be reunited? It’s all right here. Does she finally marry Ian, or will it be Winthorne? It’s all right here.
Annie Wilkes: Paul you can’t!
Paul Sheldon: Why not? I learn it from you.”

“Annie Wilkes: I’m your number one fan
Waitress: I just wanted to tell you I’m your number one fan.

“Annie Wilkes: Oh god i love you!
Annie Wilkes: Oh god I love you!”

“Annie Wilkes: [crazed] I don’t want her dead! I want her! And you MURDERED her!
Annie Wilkes: I DON’T WANT HER SPIRIT! I WANT HER, AND YOU MURDERED HER!
Paul Sheldon: No! I didn’t.
Paul Sheldon: No I didn’t.
Annie Wilkes: Who did?!
Annie Wilkes: WHO DID?
Paul Sheldon: Annie, she died. She just slipped away.
Paul Sheldon: No one did! She just died! She… she… slipped away!
Paul Sheldon: Slipped away?! SLIPPED AWAY?! She didn’t slip away, you did it! YOU did it! [gets metal stand] You murdered my Misery! [hits wall with stand]
Paul Sheldon: SLIPPED AWAY! SLIPPED AWAY? SHE DIDN’T JUST SLIP AWAY! YOU DID IT! YOU DID IT! YOU DID IT! YOU MURDERED MY MISERY!”

“Annie Wilkes: How could you?! She can’t be dead…Misery Chastain cannot be dead!
Annie Wilkes: She can’t be dead, MISERY CHASTAIN CANNOT BE DEAD!”

“Annie Wilkes: What do you think I say when I go to the feed store in town? “Oh, now Wally, give me a bag of that effing pig feed, and ten pounds of that b*tchly cow corn!” A-and in the bank to I tell Mrs. Bollins, “Oh, here’s one big b*stard of a check! Give me some of your Chr*sting money?!”
Annie Wilkes: What do you think I say when I go to the feed store in town? ‘Oh, now Wally, give me a bag of that effing pig feed, and ten pounds of that b*tchly cow corn!’ A-and in the bank to I tell Mrs. Bollins, ‘Oh, here’s one big b*stard of a check! Give me some of your Chr*sting money?!'”

“Annie Wilkes: He didn’t get out of the cock-a-doodie car!”

“Annie Wilkes: And don’t even think about anybody coming for you. Not the doctors, not your agent, not your family. ‘Cause I never called them. Nobody knows you’re here. And you better hope nothing happens to me. Because if I die… you die.
Annie Wilkes: And don’t even think about anybody coming for you. Not the doctors, not your agent, not your family. Because I never called them. Nobody knows you’re here. And you better hope nothing happens to me. Because if I die, you die.”

“Annie Wilkes: I thought you were good Paul, but you’re not good. You’re just another lying ol’ dirty birdy.”

“Annie Wilkes: I am your number one fan.”

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“Annie Wilkes:
What’s the ceiling that dago painted?”

“Paul Sheldon:
The Sistine Chapel?”

“Paul Sheldon:
These are slum kids, I was a slum kid. Everybody talks like that.”

“Annie Wilkes:
THEY DO NOT! At the feedstore do I say, “Oh, now Wally, give me a bag of that F-in’ pig feed, and a pound of that bitchly cow corn”? At the bank do I say, “Oh, Mrs. Malenger, here is one big bastard of a check, now give me some of your Christ-ing money!” THERE, LOOK THERE, NOW SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!”

“Paul Sheldon:
You know I never tasted meatloaf quite like this, what’s your secret?”

“Annie Wilkes:
My secret is I always use fresh tomatoes, never canned, and to give it that extra zip I mix a little spam with the ground beef!”

“Paul Sheldon:
Can’t get this in a restaurant in New York.”

“Annie Wilkes:
Oh no.”

“Annie Wilkes:
Anything else I can get for you while I am in town? How about a tiny tape recorder, or how about a homemade pair of writing slippers?”

“Paul Sheldon:
Annie, what’s the matter?”

“Annie Wilkes:
What’s the matter? WHAT’S THE MATTER? I will tell you “what’s the matter!” I go out of my way for you! I do everything to try and make you happy. I feed you, I clean you, I dress you, and what thanks do I get? “Oh, you bought the wrong paper, Anne, I can’t write on this paper, Anne!” Well, I’ll get your stupid paper but you just better start showing me a little appreciation around here, Mr. MAN!”

“Annie Wilkes:
God came to me last night and told me your purpose for being here. I am going to help you write a new book.”

“Paul Sheldon:
You think I can just wip one out?”

“Annie Wilkes:
Oh but I don’t think Paul, I know.”

“Annie Wilkes:
I am your number one fan. There is nothing to worry about. You are going to be just fine. I am your number one fan.”

“Annie Wilkes:
YOU! YOU DIRTY BIRD, HOW COULD YOU!”

“Paul Sheldon:
What?”

“Annie Wilkes:
She can’t be dead, MISERY CHASTAIN CANNOT BE DEAD!”

“Paul Sheldon:
Annie, sometimes during childbirth, women don’t survive. But Miseries SPIRIT is still alive, we shouldn’t forget that.”

“Annie Wilkes:
I DON’T WANT HER SPIRIT! I WANT HER, AND YOU MURDERED HER!”

“Paul Sheldon:
No I didn’t.”

“Annie Wilkes:
WHO DID?”

“Paul Sheldon:
She just died, slipped away!”

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“Annie Wilkes:
SLIPPED AWAY! NO, YOU MURDERED MY MISERY!”

“Annie Wilkes:
MISERY IS ALIVE, MISERY IS ALIVE! OH, This whole house is going to be full of romance, OOOH, I AM GOING TO PUT ON MY LIBERACE RECORDS!”

“Annie Wilkes:
Oh forgive me Paul for prattling away and making everything all oogy.”

“Annie Wilkes:
Now the time has come. I put two bullets in my gun. One for me, and one for you. Oh darling, it will be so beautiful.”

“Paul Sheldon:
Eat it till ya choke, you sick, twisted f***!”

“Annie Wilkes:
He didn’t get out of the COCKADOODIE CAR!”

“Annie Wilkes:
You’ll never know the fear of losing someone like you when you’re someone like me.”

“Annie Wilkes:
I thought you were good Paul… but you’re not good. You’re just another lying ol’ dirty birdy.”

“Annie Wilkes:
Now that’s an oogie mess.”

“Writers remember everything…especially the hurts. Strip a writer to the buff, point to the scars, and he’ll tell you the story of each small one. From the big ones you get novels. A little talent is a nice thing to have if you want to be a writer, but the only real requirement is the ability to remember the story of every scar.Art consists of the persistence of memory.”

“I am your number one fan.”

“There may be fairies, there may be elves, but God helps those who help themselves.”

“dirty birdy”

“Can I? Yeah. You bet I can. There’s a million things in this world can’t do. Couldn’t hit a curve ball, even back in high school. Can’t fix a leaky faucet. Can’t roller-skate or make an F-chord on the guitar that sounds like anything but shit. I have tried twice to be married and couldn’t do it either time. But if you want me to take you away, to scare you or involve you or make you cry or grin, yeah. I can. I can bring it to you and keep bringing it until you holler uncle. I am able. I CAN.”

“I am in trouble here. This woman is not right.”

“When you own a piano, it’s harder to think about moving.”

“He lay back, put his arm over his eyes, and tried to hold onto the anger, because the anger made him feel brave. A brave man could think. A coward couldn’t.”

“In a book, all would have gone according to plan… but life was so fucking untidy — what could you say for an existence where some of the most crucial conversations of your life took place when you needed to take a shit, or something? An existence where there weren’t even any chapters?”

“As always, the blessed relief of starting, a feeling that was like falling into a hole filled with bright light.
As always, the glum knowledge that he would not write as well as he wanted to write.
As always the terror of not being able to finish, of accelerating into a brick wall.
As always, the marvelous joyful nervy feeling of journey begun.”

“He felt as he always did when he finished a book — queerly empty, let down, aware that for each little success he had paid a toll of absurdity.”

“There are lots of guys out there who write a better prose line than I do and who have a better understanding of what people are really like and what humanity is supposed to mean – hell, I know that.”

“The gotta, as in: “I think I’ll stay up another fifteen-twenty minutes, honey, I gotta see how this chapter comes out.” Even though the guy who says it spent the day at work thinking about getting laid and knows the odds are good his wife is going to be asleep when he finally gets up to the bedroom. The gotta, as in: “I know I should be starting supper now — he’ll be mad if it’s TV dinners again — but I gotta see how this ends.” I gotta know will she live. I gotta know will he catch the shitheel who killed his father. I gotta know if she finds out her best friend’s screwing her husband. The gotta. Nasty as a hand-job in a sleazy bar, fine as a fuck from the world’s most talented call-girl. Oh boy it was bad and oh boy it was good and oh boy in the end it didn’t matter how rude it was or how crude it was because in the end it was just like the Jacksons said on that record — don’t stop til you get enough.”

“Confucius say if man want to grow one row of corn, first must shovel one ton of shit.”

“He had discovered that there was not just one God but many, and some were more than cruel — they were insane, and that changed all. Cruelty, after all, was understandable. With insanity, however, there was no arguing.”

“The shuddering would not stop. The pain was like the end of the world. He thought: There comes a point when the very discussion of pain becomes redundant. No one knows there is pain the size of this in the world. No one. It is like being possessed by demons.”

“Africa.That bird came from Africa.But you mustn’t cry for that bird, Paulie, because after a while it forgot about how the veldt smelled at noonday, and the sounds of the wildebeests at the waterhole, and the high acidic smell of the ieka-ieka trees in the great clearing north of the Big road. After awhile it forgot the cerise color of the sun dying behind Kilimanjaro. After awhile it only knew the muddy, smogged-out sunsets of Boston, that was all it remembered and all it wanted to remember. After awhile it didn’t want to go back anymore, and if someone took it back and set it free it would only crouch in one place, afraid and hurting and homesick in two unknown and terribly ineluctable directions until something came along and killed it.
‘Oh Africa, oh, shit,’ he said in a trembling voice.”

“and then woe is you, Pauly. Woe to the max.”

“She was crazy but he needed her. Oh I am in so much trouble he thought, and stared blindly up at the ceiling as the droplets of sweat began to gather on his forehead again.”

“Writing does not cause misery, it is born of misery. – Montaigne”

“Creemos que sabemos mucho, pero en realidad no sabemos más que una rata en una trampa, una rata con la espalda rota que aún cree que quiere vivir.”

“When you lived in the funhouse, the laff riot just never stopped.”

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“He didn’t need a psychiatrist to point out that writing had its autoerotic side — you beat a typewriter instead of your meat, but both acts depended largely on quick wits, fast hands and a heartfelt commitment to the art of the farfetched.”

“The work, the pride in your work, the worth of the work itself…all those things faded away to the magic-lantern shades they really were when the pain got bad enough.”

“Not being sure of things, he knew, was a charmless corner of purgatory reserved for writers who were driving fast with no idea at all where they were going.”

“Such an ego simply forbade certain lines of thought.”

“Without his even being aware that it was happening, Paul’s face rearranged itself into the expression of sincere concentration he always wore while listening to editors. He thought of this as his Can I Help You, Lady? expression. That was because most editors were like women who drive into service stations and tell the mechanic to fix whatever it is that’s making that knocking sound under the hood or going wonk-wonk inside the dashboard, and please have it done an hour ago. A look of sincere concentration was good because it flattered them, and when editors were flattered, they would sometimes give in on some of their mad ideas.”

“Only a silly person would try to start a good work with a bad tool.”

“In case you didn’t know it, friend, the Weather Bureau can post tornado warnings, but when it comes to telling exactly when and where they’ll touch down, they don’t know fuck-all.”

“His so-fucking-vivid imagination rarely gave him the horrors, but when it did, God help him. God help him once it was warmed up. It was not only warmed up now, it was hot and running on full choke. That there was no sense at all in what he was thinking made not a whit of difference in the dark. In the dark, rationality seemed stupid and logic a dream. In the dark he thought with his skin.”
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“I thought you were good, but you are not good. You are just a lying old dirty birdie.”

“by Annie Wilkes…
If you can get into that chair all by yourself, Paul, she said at last, then I think you can fill in your f******* n’s.
She then closed the door and locked it again. Paul sat looking at it for a long time, almost as if there was something to see. He was too flabberghasted to do anything else.”

“In the dark, rationality seemed stupid and logic a dream. In the dark he thought with his skin.”

“Writing may be masturbatory, but God forbid it should be an act off autocannibalism.”

“The pain wasn’t tidal. That was the lesson of the dream which was really a memory. The pain only appeared to come and go. The pain was like the piling, sometimes covered and sometimes visible, but always there.”

“That was it. In Annie’s view all the people in the world were divided into three groups: brats, poor poor things… and Annie.”

“Now that he was dead, Paul could look at him. The cop looked like a big doll that has been badly treated by a gang of nasty children.”

“it was all right to hope and noble to strive, but in the end it was doom alone which would count.”

“The proverb says revenge is a dish best eaten cold, but Ronson Fast-Lite had yet to be invented when they made that one up.”

“Annie Wilkes was the perfect audience, a woman who loved stories without having the slightest interest in the mechanics of making them. She was the embodiment of that Victorian archetype, Constant Reader.”

“Dios nos reclama cuando le parece que ya es hora y un escritor es como Dios con los personajes de un relato, los crea como Dios a nosotros y nadie puede pedirle cuentas.”

“En un libro, todo habría salido de acuerdo con el plan, pero la vida es tan jodidamente desordenada…”

“A brave man could think. A coward couldn’t.”

“He remembered sitting down.
As always, the blessed relief of starting, a feeling that was like falling into a hole filled with bright light.
As always, the glum knowledge that he would not write as well as he wanted to write.
As always, the terror of not being able to finish, of accelerating into a blank wall.
As always, the marvellous joyful nervy feeling of journey begun.”

“Er legte sich zurück, bedeckte die Augen mit einem Arm und versuchte, sich an seine Wut zu klammern, denn mit dieser Wut fühlte er sich tapfer. Ein tapferer Mann konnte denken. Ein Feigling nicht.”

“How its heart beats! How it struggles to get away! As we do, Paul. As we do. We think we know so much, but we really don’t know any more than a rat in a trap—a”

“Annie was not swayed by pleas. Annie was not swayed by screams. Annie had the courage of her convictions.”

“But nothing had ever spoiled it, somehow. It could be spoiled, he knew that, but in spite of the reputed fragility of the creative act, it had always been the single toughest thing, the most abiding thing, in his life – nothing had ever been able to pollute that crazy well of dreams: no drink, no drug, no pain.”

“Find the hole in the paper.”

“He felt gladness roar through his soul.”

“Escribir un libro es un poco como disparar un “ICBM”…, sólo que viaja a través del tiempo en vez de hacerlo por el espacio. El tiempo del libro que los personajes emplean en vivir la historia y el tiempo real que el novelista invierte escribiéndolo. Hacer que una novela termine exactamente del modo que uno pensó que terminaría al comenzarla, sería como lanzar un misil Titán para que recorriese la mitad del mundo disparando su carga a través de una cesta de baloncesto.”

“If you promise to be good Paul you can have a piece of birthday cake but you won’t have to eat any of the special candle so he promised to be good because he didn’t want to be forced to eat any of the special candle but also because mostly because surely because Annie was great Annie was good let us thank her for our food including that we don’t have to eat girls just wanna have fun but something wicked this way comes please don’t make me eat my thumb Annie the mom Annie the goddess when Annie’s around you better stay honest she knows when you’ve been sleeping she knows when you’re awake she knows if you’ve been bad or good so be good for goddess’ sake you better not cry you better not pout but most of all you better not scream don’t scream don’t scream don’t scream don’t He”

“Writing may be masturbatory, but God forbid it should be an act of autocannibalism.”

“Yet he could not tell Annie that, and not just because it might rile her up. He could not tell her because it would hurt her badly, and in spite of all the pain she had afforded him, he found he could not hurt her in that way. He had been hurt that way himself.”

“It was a famous old hotel called the Overlook. It burned down ten years ago. The caretaker burned it down. He was crazy. Everybody in town said so. But never mind: he’s dead.”

“Un hombre valiente podía pensar. Un cobarde, no.”

“The thought that grieving for a fictional character was absurd did more than cross his mind during his tossings and turnings. For grieving was exactly what he was doing, of course.”

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