Damn it Damon - You've done it again

Matt Damon happens to be one of my favourite actors. I find him different in many ways and certainly hotter than any of the conventional good-looking hunks of Hollywood like George Clooney , Tom Cruise etc. Maybe because some of his movies are my all time favourites (Good Will Hunting, The Martian, Talented Mr Ripley, True Grit, Bourne series, Ocean Eleven series). Maybe because he portrays characters with intelligence (brains rather than brawn). Or maybe because, even though, he doesn't really stand out, he makes his presence felt.

So there are some of his movie quotes that i like -

The Martian (people read the book)

Mark Watney: So, technically, I colonized Mars. In your face, Neil Armstrong.
Mark Watney: In the face of overwhelming odds, I'm left with only one option, I'm gonna have to science the shit out of this.
Mark Watney: At some point, everything's gonna go south on you... everything's going to go south and you're going to say, this is it. This is how I end. Now you can either accept that, or you can get to work. That's all it is. You just begin. You do the math. You solve one problem... and you solve the next one... and then the next. And If you solve enough problems, you get to come home. All right, questions?
Mindy Park: Uh... He asked us to call him Captain Blondebeard.
Mark Watney: Yeah, I get to go faster than any man in the history of space travel, because you're launching me in a convertible.
Mark Watney: If the oxygenator breaks down, I'll suffocate. If the water reclaimer breaks down, I'll die of thirst. If the Hab beaches, I'll just kind of implode. If none of those things happen. I'll eventually run out of food and starve to death. So yeah. I'm fucked.

Good Will Hunting

Sean McGuire: So if I asked you about art, you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life’s work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I’ll bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You’ve never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you’d probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can’t tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You’re a tough kid. And I’d ask you about war, you’d probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, “once more unto the breach dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I’d ask you about love, you’d probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn’t know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms “visiting hours” don’t apply to you. You don’t know about real loss, ’cause it only occurs when you’ve loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you… I don’t see an intelligent, confident man… I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you’re a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You’re an orphan right? … You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally… I don’t give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can’t learn anything from you, I can’t read in some fuckin’ book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I’m fascinated. I’m in. But you don’t want to do that do you sport? You’re terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.

 Will:I have 12 big brothers.

Skylar:You do not have 12 brothers.
Will:I swear to God, I swear to God, I'm lucky 13 right here.
Skylar:Do you know all their names?
Will:Do I... yeah they're my brothers.
Skylar:What are they called?
Will:Marky, Ricky, Danny, Terry, Mikey, Davey, Timmy, Tommy, Joey, Robby, Johnny, and Brian.
Skylar:Say it again.
Will:Marky, Ricky, Danny, Terry, Mikey, Davey, Timmy, Tommy, Joey, Robby, Johnny, and Brian.
Skylar:
...and Willy.

Mike McDermott (Rounders):
"Listen, here's the thing. If you can't spot the sucker in the first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker."