There is little worse than when the person to whom you want to apologize is having great sex in your room.
A vein throbs to the left of his forehead. It pulsates, mirroring the violence in the room.
I’ve changed, and she’s changed, but we haven’t changed together. We were in separate dressing rooms the whole time we dated.
A fridge will keep your steaks fresh, but keeping a live cow in grandmother’s room will keep the meat fresher. Let this be a lesson in love.
Signs offer a way to speak, yet keep the room perfectly silent.
You go into an audition, you're either the one or you're not, and if you're not, you go home. And I kind of like that. If you're really good, and you're the best guy in the room that day, you get the job.
When I do documentaries, my best information ends up on the cutting-room floor. People have trouble dealing with sexual honesty.
The best moments can't be preconceived. I've spent a lot of time in editing rooms, and a scene can be technically perfect, with perfect delivery and facial expression and timing, and you remember all your lines, and it is dead.
When you're comfortable with someone you love, the silence is the best. And, that's how me and J. are. When we're in a room together, we don't have to say anything. It's for real.
Your best friend and worst enemy are both in this room right now. It's not your neighbor right or left - and it's not God or the devil - it's you.
I know what's funny, and I probably know the best way to deliver the joke. Whether it's walking out of a room, facing that way, facing this way. I just have a sense of that.
When executing advertising, it's best to think of yourself as an uninvited guest in the living room of a prospect who has the magical power to make you disappear instantly.
I have always liked clothes and fashion. And really, being a British male, I am automatically the best dressed person in any room - especially in America.
He’s in a side room alone with her and it’s far too fucking hot.
I always thought I was a little shy, especially compared to my brother and my sister, but I guess I was always the kid doing performances in the front room.
Totem poles and wooden masks no longer suggest tribal villages but fashionable drawing rooms in New York and Paris.
We have so much room for improvement. Every aspect of our lives must be subjected to an inventory... of how we are taking responsibility.
I have this phobia: I don't like mirrors. And I don't watch myself on television. If anything comes on, I make them shut it off, or I leave the room.
Night fell clean and cold in Dublin, and wind moaned beyond my room as if a million pipes played the air.
The whole being-in-a-room interview thing, at a junket or a film festival, is very inhuman. You meet the person, have five or 10 minutes to talk, and it's not like a conversation.
The way they had the room that I was in set up, there was some sort of sound deadening platform that I had to stand on in order to get close enough to the microphone.
