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Same Kind of Different as Me – Quotes

Mike on January 18, 2018 - 12:32 pm in Uncategorized
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Ron:  This is my home…and it’s broke.

Debbie to Ron’s mistress:  His, this is Deb.  I’m Ron’s wife…  I just want you to know that I don’t blame you and I truly hope you can find someone who loves you the way Ron and I used to love each other.  If we can find that again, you won’t be hearing from my husband anymore.  Goodbye.

Debbie:  You can leave, or…  You choose.
Ron:  I choose you.

Ron:  Somebody once said all men make mistakes, but married men find out about them sooner.

Debbie:  I had another dream.  It was about a poor wise man who changes the city.  …Can’t you just see it?!  Flower boxes…  A place where people know they matter just as much as people on the other side of that tunnel?!

Chef:  I had a home.  And a job.  My son got killed.  My wife couldn’t take it.  Then I got drunk.

Clara:  You know, I wasn’t always homeless.  I had a husband.  He wasn’t always nice…  I had a son.  They took him from men when I couldn’t take care of him.

Clara:  I’ve done things I’m not proud of.
Debbie:  We all have.

Earl:  Lots of bums there looking for handouts instead of using their hands.

Denver:  You wanna be my friend? …  I’m gonna have to think about that.

Denver:  Before I answer your question about being friends, something I wanna ask you.  Something about white people always bother me.  When white people go fishing, they do catch and release…  See where I growed up… when we finally caught something on the line, we’s real proud of what we got.  [We sure didn’t release it.]  …  If you is a white man that is fishing for a friend and you just wanna catch and release, then I got no desire to be your friend.

Denver: As a boy, I made a promise to myself I’d never be speaking to no whites.  Especially no white woman.

Ron:  There’s a lot of messed up things in this world and no shortage of things I don’t understand.  …  [People always say] God works in mysterious ways, as if that’s supposed to make me like Him more.

Ron, about what he learned from Denver:  While the journey of the homeless can often begin in a hopeless place, [it doesn’t have to end there].

Denver:  When you give a plate of food or $1 to a homeless man, what do you think you’re doing?  Helping?!  No.  A plate of food don’t change nothing.  You’re tell him you see him.  He’s not invisible.

Denver:  You all been really kind to me.  Showed me a lot of trust bringing me into your home.  I done some bad things.  Didn’t want to tell you.  Hoped I wouldn’t have to but I guess some things won’t be forgotten…
Debbie:  You’re not a bad man.  You have the strongest heart.   And I’m glad we’re friends.

Denver:  Something else Mr. Ron—the work Miss Deb is doing is very important. She’s becoming precious to God.  When you become precious to God you become important to Satan.

Denver:  Mr. Ron—any sport you have to have a reservation to play is a rich folk game.

Man at country club about Denver being there:  We come here to get away from the world and I’m not sure how good it is to be reminded of how fortunate we are.

I prayed to God all last night.  I asked him to heal her.  I also asked why.  It really, don’t make no sense to me.  Then I saw a shooting star…  God put every star in the heavens and even gave every one a name.  If one of them was gone fall, God knew.  If we couldn’t see where it’s gonna wind up, maybe God knows.

Denver:  Guns ain’t no toy, Mr. Ron.  If I gone shoot one; its business.

Earl:  I think giving a shotgun to a man who lives in a dumpster on purpose is a perfectly logical thing to do.

Denver:  Bless him.  Your daddy got a good man inside of him.

Denver:  The way I figured, if it hadn’t been for him, there’d be no you and I’d still be in the bushes.

Debbie:  I want you to know, I’m freeing him up to marry whomever he chooses; to be happy.  I want you to let him be happy.

Debbie to Ron:  If she hadn’t happened, our lives together would never be this beautiful.

Denver:  I never wanted to know Miss Debbie or any white woman.  … Miss Debbie wanted to be my friend.

Denver:  She was different.  She saw me behind them bars and reached down and pulled me out with the key God gave her.

Denver:  I used to spend a lot of time worrying I was different from other people.  Even homeless people.  …  But what I found out, we’re all different.  Same kind of different as me.

Denver:  Miss Debbie, she a whole nother kind of different.  Miss Debbie dreamed of a better place for us homeless folks.  And I’m not talking about heaven.  I’m talking about right here.

Denver:  Whether we’s rich or whether we’s poor, we’s all homeless, every last one of us.  Just working our way back home.  Welcome home, Miss Debbie.  Welcome home.

Ron:  God’s in the recycling business, of turning trash into treasure.

Ron:  You were right about my dad.  There was a good man inside my dad.  I just had to do a lot of digging.

Denver:  Sometimes you just gotta bless the hell out of people.  Your daddy had a lot of hell in him.


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