A blanket could be used to cover up the bald spot all over my chest. That’s why I get so cold at night.
I went out every single night so I was never alone with my stepfather. At 12, I stopped going on holiday with them. The times I was alone with him I always made sure I was all covered up.
'Forensic Files' is amazing! I love it! There were marathons happening all the time in college. That show, because it's always on at night, was always better than any scary movie I could put on, because it was 'real.'
I'm a people person, very approachable. I go out every night, tons of functions. I love all facets of this industry... Music, film, TV, books, art. I love being around creative people.
Work-home-work-home, that's being an actor. Being a rock star? I get to travel the world, meet all the fans in person, party with my fans every night, and people who appreciate the art.
Their wedding night was at a little hotel in Paris. There were walk up steps and a lovely view. And all was well for these two.
When I really feel like dancing, I want someone who knows how to lead.
This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
...humans, in the day that has been the Earth, have been here for less than a minute. We’re a late-night piss in the toilet, that’s all we are.
If you’re supposed to work with someone, I’d recommend not getting all hot and bothered with them the night before. The word of the day was “tense.
Oh, aye. I'm the devil all right. And last night, you were begging to step into the fire.
Adventures, I reflected, are all very fine but a certain amount of civilised comfort forms the true kernel of our desires.
However impatient she might be in the day, however filled with little sudden angers, at night she was all tenderness.
Kitsch is the most pernicious of all prisons. The bars are covered with the gold of simplistic, unreal feelings, so that you take them for the pillars of a palace.
That's what America's all about, man, if it's about anything. You can choose your own name.
What's your name?" "Emma Gould," she said. "What's yours?" "Wanted." "By all the girls or just the law?
If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers...
Now turn around and go to sleep. I'm warning you that I plan to sleep with you in my arms all night long.
As she’d walked along this street, a million stars stretched across an indigo canvas, holding all the freedom she’d yearned for every night.
I wanna explore your body. I wanna kiss my way up and down it all night long.
I’ve always loved the night, when everyone else is asleep and the world is all mine. It’s quiet and dark—the perfect time for creativity.
