Cure for an obsession: get another one.
I'd love to make another film in Mexico.
All teens are in trouble in one form or another.
I'm not just another bimbo.
One man's Voltaire is another man's Screech.
Most smiles are started by another smile.
Saxophone is one thing, and music is another.
Books are another kind of magic.
Everyone's a knucklehead at one point or another.
There are no absolutes, and your way is neither the only way nor the right way.
Barack Obama is way smarter than Bush - so way, way smarter than me. Obama is way more charismatic than me.
Wherever I go, I am Italian. The way I talk, the way I eat, the way femininity is important to me. The way I love Italian food.
Sunbathing Girl: I don't get her face. Laura: Yeah, it's like she fell on it.
When war comes, two things happen - profits go way, way up and all perishables go way, way down. There becomes a market for them.
The main road is an easy way, but everyone loves the side streets.
We all like lamb; each has a different way of cooking it.
Owen: After accepting a lift home, Duncan is putting his bicycle in the back of Owen's convertible. Owen, in his way of telling Duncan to be careful about dirtying the back of the car, says "It's just the right amount of shitty."
Growing up, I was a target. Speaking the right way, standing the right way, holding your wrist the right way. Every day was a test, and there were a thousand ways to fail, a thousand ways to betray yourself, to not live up to someone else's standards...
A kiss is such an amazing thing -- So simple, so complex. The only human act that gives while it receives. Mouth to mouth, it almost seems the eating of one another. Maybe that’s all we are, food for each other. Why, I believe there’s a poem in t...
I may stay here in this town another day or I may go on to another town. No one knows where I am. I am taking this bath in life, as you see, and when I have had enough of it I shall go home feeling refreshed.
Must you know that yours will be the “better” picture before you pick up the brush and paint? Can it not simply be another picture? Another expression of beauty? Must a rose be “better” than an iris in order to justify it’s existence? I tel...
