I've never had a treehouse because I live in New York City. It would be a little bit hard to fit a treehouse in a New York City apartment.
I do not go on my Wikipedia page. There's just too much weird information on there for me to pick apart.
I'm falling apart, one part after another. Falling down on the world like snow. Half of me is already on the ground, watching from below.
True friendship is an unconditional, unselfish, reciprocal service not by lips, but heart to never let its in-built trust to ever fall apart.
The wording group that separates, deports and splits wide apart many “MY” by enshrining and ingraining the loneliness, hollowness & fakeness of “ONE” is “M-ONE-Y”.
The temptation to take the precious things we have apart to see how they work must be resisted for they never fit together again.
People are fed up with the politics where candidates just rip each other apart and then the voters lose in the end because no one really knows what anybody stands for.
A strong realization hits me. Any of us could die at any minute. In a second... we could die. Fall apart. Gone.
Where were you? When everything was falling apart. All my days staying by the telephone. You never rang and all I needed was a call.
Some men are like that - they get a woman in their mind, and that's that. They will destroy themselves and everyone else over her; they will let everything else fall apart.
Once, we lived to love. Now, we live for power. The world is changing. But we cannot stop the evolution, or everything will come apart.
If the nation is not capable of preserving itself and reproducing, if it loses it vital bearings and ideals, then it doesn't need foreign enemies - it will fall apart on its own.
When it comes to comedy, it might be interesting to know why an airplane works, but really? Maybe it's better not to know why certain things work. Just fly the thing, and if nothing falls apart, you'll be fine.
I felt like my pregnancy was a sacred moment for me. I stayed in Boston and I didn't work apart from the contracts I have, and then I only let them use my face.
On the surface, it's really easy to dismiss certain characters, but sometimes you find that the most interesting parts are disappointingly shallow. It's your job as an actress to pull that person apart, and work out why they act the way that they do.
To have a song work for the movie, it can't just be written apart and shoved in. It's got to come out of the action. It's got to talk about the characters, not the story: it has to augment that action.
World War II brought the Greatest Generation together. Vietnam tore the Baby Boomers apart.
On a Wednesday morning in mid-June, Eli Sharpe was sitting at his desk treating jetlag with strong coffee when he heard a knock on his apartment door. After a second, more insistent knock, he added a dash of George Dickel to his Folgers and hid the p...
This is what’ll happen,” she said, “and it’s true, perfectly true. When you go out of here, all the particles that make you up will loosen and float apart, just like your daemons did. If you’ve seen people dying, you know what that looks li...
But the not-very-highbrow truth of the matter was that the reading was how I got my ya-yas out. For the sake of my bookish reputation I upgraded to Tolstoy and Steinbeck before I understood them, but my dark secret was that really, I preferred the ju...
Two years ago, I was a twenty-nine year old secretary. Now I am a thirty-one year old writer. I get paid very well to sit around in my pajamas and type on my ridiculously fancy iMac, unless I'd rather take a nap. Feel free to hate me -- I certainly w...
