Quotes By Author: aaron sorkin

“I like how you call homosexuality an abomination.””I don’t say homosexuality’s an abomination, Mr. President, the bible does.””Yes it does. Leviticus-“”18:22″”Chapter in verse. I wanted to ask you a couple questions while I had you here. I’m interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in exodus 21:7. She’s a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that can I ask another? My chief of staff, Leo Mcgary,insists on working on the sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it ok to call the police? Here’s one that’s really important, cause we’ve got a lot of sports fans in this town. Touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean, Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Red Skins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads?”

“If you feel that strongly about something, you have an obligation to try and change my mind.”

“President Bartlet: There’s a delegation of cardiologists having their pictures taken in the Blue Room. You wouldn’t think you could find a group of people more arrogant than the fifteen of us, but there they are, right upstairs in the Blue Room.”

“I don’t want to analyze myself or anything, but I think, in fact I know this to be true, that I enter the world through what I write. I grew up believing, and continue to believe, that I am a screw-up, that growing up with my family and friends, I had nothing to offer in any conversation. But when I started writing, suddenly there was something that I brought to the party that was at a high-enough level.”

“Margaret: Can I – can I just say something for the future?Leo: Yeah.Margaret: I can sign the President’s name. I have his signature down pretty good.Leo: You can sign the President’s name?Margaret: Yeah.Leo: On a document removing him from power and handing it to someone else?Margaret: Yeah! Or… do you think the White House Counsel would say that was a bad idea?Leo: I think the White House Counsel would say it was a coup d’etat!Margaret: Well. I’d probably end up doing some time for that.Leo: I would think. And what the hell were you doing practicing the President’s signature?Margaret: It was just for fun.”

“Toby: All right. It couldn’t have gone far, right?Sam: No.Toby: Somewhere in this building…is our talent. ”

“Mrs. Landingham, does the President have free time this morning?” “The President has nothing but free time, Toby. Right now he’s in the residence eating Cheerios and enjoying Regis and Kathie Lee. Should I get him for you?” “Sarcasm’s a disturbing thing coming from a woman of your age, Mrs. Landingham.” “What age would that be, Toby?””Late twenties?” “Atta boy.”

“You remind me of the man that lived by the river. He heard a radio report that the river was going to rush up and flood the town, and that the all the residents should evacuate their homes. But the man said, “I’m religious. I pray. God loves me. God will save me.” The waters rose up. A guy in a rowboat came along and he shouted, “Hey, hey you, you in there. The town is flooding. Let me take you to safety.” But the man shouted back, “I’m religious. I pray. God loves me. God will save me.” A helicopter was hovering overhead and a guy with a megaphone shouted, “Hey you, you down there. The town is flooding. Let me drop this ladder and I’ll take you to safety.” But the man shouted back that he was religious, that he prayed, that God loved him and that God will take him to safety. Well… the man drowned. And standing at the gates of St. Peter he demanded an audience with God. “Lord,” he said, “I’m a religious man, I pray, I thought you loved me. Why did this happen?” God said, “I sent you a radio report, a helicopter and a guy in a rowboat. What the hell are you doing here?He sent you a priest, a rabbi and a Quaker. Not to mention his son, Jesus Christ. What do you want from him?”

“I love writing, but hate starting. The page is awfully white and it says, ‘You may have fooled some of the people some of the time but those days are over, Giftless. I’m not your agent and I’m not your mommy: I’m a white piece of paper. You wanna dance with me?’ and I really, really don’t. I’ll go peaceable-like.”