In the end, it's your job to own the role, and in the end, you are playing certain aspects of your own self, even.
You know what? At the end of the day, funny is funny. I hope to see the end of all the female cliches that are written in a lot of comedies that are named chick flicks.
In the end it's not about how many breaths you took. In the end it's about the moments that took your breath away.
In the end, it's a mental maturity to let your best come out.
Crunches only go so deep.
War ends nothing.
Anger ends in cruelty.
Everything has an end.
A thief's end is hanging.
Stories are what death thinks he puts an end to. He can't understand that they end in him, but they don't end with him.
It's very hard to play a hyperactive character all the time, I try my best, but I end up collapsing at the end of the day.
At the end of medicine is dope; at the end of life is death; at the end of man may be the Hell which arrives from the vanities of the mind.
Everyone's so timid and afraid to insult anybody, but in the end, it's like we're all trying to please everyone. In the end, we please no one.
Once in the end of the world hath he [Jesus] appeared to put away sin by the sacrifice of himself.
We knew not where we were going. We only knew that we must run, run to the end of the world, run to the end of our days.
The ending can only start with the beginning and end with self estrangement, as to become once again his own/old self. This is why every man is a continuous ending.
More than an end to war, we want an end to the beginning of all wars - yes, an end to this brutal, inhuman and thoroughly impractical method of settling the differences between governments.
There was a new simplicity to what I did, a door that had opened before me to worlds I had not imagined. From where I sat, if you watched carefully you could marvel at it, like the impossible birth of a cottonseed or the slow rise of a wooden house: ...
Why am I so anxious? And then it hits me. I'm not anxious, I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be so lonely...
Please tell me you don't go around saying crap like that to everyone. No wonder no one in town ever talks to us. Wealthy families always have a crazy person or two. Is that really the role you want to play, Vi?" "We're not wealthy anymore. Remember? ...
The crow cawed again overhead, and a strong sea wind came in and burst through the trees, making the green pine needles shake themselves all over the place. That sound always gave me goose bumps, the good kind. It was the sound an orphan governess he...
