Most of the time you're too busy to think about it. But every now and then you say, 'I work at 'Saturday Night Live,' and that is so cool.
I like to write scenes in the middle of the night. We could change every word of 'Family Ties' between Monday and Friday.
I hate leaving home. I love what I do, but I'd love to go home every night.
My father is my idol, so I always did everything like him. He used to work two jobs and still come home happy every night.
I love mysteries, and I read them every night before I go to bed.
Every moment of the night Forever changing places And they put out the star-light With the breath from their pale faces
Housewives of the 1950s were supposed to create show-stopping meals every night for their hard-working husbands.
How do I keep young? Haven't you heard? I sleep every night in the deep freezer!
If I was on a third or fourth line I would probably be in the NHL, because you don't have to produce every night.
I wanted to write it long before I wrote Every Night, Josephine! I'd been thinking about it a long time.
I'm excited to join my brother-in-law Ken Thomson every Tuesday night on SiriusXM to recap all of the awesome NFL action, and to find out what in the Wylde world of sports is going on.
You learn more discipline in the theatre than you do in movies or TV. You're on stage every night and you have to sustain your energy level tor several hours.
I feel more comfortable doing films with groups of guys. It's a lot easier for me. There's a difference with women: you can't take them to dinner every night and go crazy.
Marcus: Clive was my boy. He had my back plenty of times. Me and him was like one fist. One army. [Clive pulls a gun out of a paper bag and accidentally shoots himself] Marcus: I sat there until the police came. But when they come, all they see is a ...
Johnny: Are you okay little girl? Christy: Don't "little girl" me. I've been carrying this family on my back for over a year, ever since Frankie died. He was my brother too. It's not my fault that he's dead. It's not my fault that I'm still alive. Jo...
Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night! Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars! Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night!
Most days I live awed by the world we have still, rather than mourning the worlds we have lost. The bandit mask of a cedar waxwing on a bare branch a few feet away; the clear bright sun of a frozen winter noon; the rise of Orion in the eastern evenin...
There are too many steps in this castle, and it seems to me they add a few every night, just to vex me" - Maester Cressen
Now she’s lit by the warm orange spreading from the horizon as not-quite-day, becomes not-quite-night
Let this moment whisper through eternity. Let it fill my every dream and visit me each night.
You are very much lovable, that even dreaming you every night is not repeated.
