'Your name is John Coffey.' 'Yes, sir, boss, like the drink only not spelled the same way.'

He looked like he could have snapped the chains that held him as easily as you might snap the ribbons on a Christmas present, but when you looked in his face, …

'I'm rightly tired of the pain I hear and feel, boss. I'm tired of bein on the road, lonely as a robin in the rain. Not never havin no buddy to go on with or t…

There was no death row at Cold Mountain, only E Block, set apart from the other four and about a quarter their size, brick instead of wood, with a horrible bar…

I've coined new words, like 'misunderstanding' and 'Hispanically'.

Actually, I- this may sound a little West Texan to you, but I like it. When I'm talking about- when I'm talking about myself, and when he's talking about mysel…

If you smell what The Rock is cooking!