Quotes of: Guest-star Keyword

Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.

Life

I saw a star, I reached for it. I missed, so I accepted the sky

Life

God’s promises are like the stars; the darker the night the brighter they shine.

Love

Don't cry when the sun is gone, because the tears won't let you see the stars.

Violeta Parra

It's dangerous to be a child star, but it's dangerous to be a child in the ghetto, or to be a child at school being bullied.

will.i.am

To sparkle its enough to be a Star, but to shine you have to be at Sky.

Zeeshan Ahmed

People who want to be a star get their teeth capped. People who want to be an actor get to work.

Gary Ross

Some people can only be happy being a star. What happens if and when the work dries up?

Susan Hampshire

It's a crazy world, stardom. I don't even think of myself as a star. I just like to go to work.

Taissa Farmiga

For many, it's a once-in-a-lifetime, long dreamed-of and longed-saved-for trip. Pennies have been pinched and sacrifices made to make the vacation a reality. All Guests' wallets will be separated from a great deal of money, like trout expertly fillet...

The Disneyland Book of Secrets 2014 - DCA: One Local's Unauthorized, Rapturous and Indispensable Guide to the Happiest Place on Earth

We try to make guests feel welcome," said Dee, scuttling behind his desk. He pulled off his pointed hat and, to Vimes's amazement, put on a pair of thick smoked glasses. "You had papers?" he said. Vimes handed them over. "It says here "His Grace"," t...

The Fifth Elephant

Mr Weissman -- Tell us about the film you're going to make. Oh, sure. It's called "Charlie Chan In London". It's a detective story. Set in London? Well, not really. Most of it takes place at a shooting party in a country house. Sort of like this one,...

Gosford Park: The Shooting Script

Alexa and the other guests, and perhaps even Georgina, all understood the fleeing from war, from the kind of poverty that crushed human souls, but they would not understand the need to escape from the oppressive lethargy of choicelessness. They would...

Americanah

The voice welling up out of this little man is terrific, Harry had noticed it at the house, but here, in the nearly empty church, echoing off the walnut knobs and memorial plaques and high arched rafters, beneath the tall central window of Jesus taki...

Rabbit Is Rich

You can argue that it's a different world now than the one when Matthew Shepard was killed, but there is a subtle difference between tolerance and acceptance. It's the distance between moving into the cul-de-sac and having your next door neighbor tru...

Sing You Home

The Procrustean bed. . .suggests itself with dispiriting aptness as a metaphor for the Culture Wars, right down to the blandishments with which Procrustes must have lured his guests over the threshold. (I picture him as a handsome fellow with a large...

At Large and at Small: Familiar Essays

That is why the sadness passes: the new presence inside us, the presence that has been added, has entered our heart, has gone into its innermost chamber and is no longer even there, is already in our bloodstream. And we don't know what it was. We cou...

Letters to a Young Poet

Besides," said Suriyawong. "This was not a rescue operation." "What was it, target practice? Chinese skeet?" "An offer of transportation to an invited guest of the Hegemon," said Suriyawong. "And the loan of a knife." Achilles held up the bloody thin...

Shadow Puppets

Speech, tennis, music, skiing, manners, love- you try them waking and perhaps balk at the jump, and then you're over. You've caught the rhythm of them once and for all, in your sleep at night. The city, of course, can wreck it. So much insomnia. So m...

Speedboat

We knew she [Sylvia] was unusual, because of the seriousness with which she was treated, the lofty importance of her job as guest managing editor, and because she was kept fast at her desk when the rest of us were allowed to fool around….I remember...

Pain, Parties, Work: Sylvia Plath in New York, Summer 1953

You asked for a loving God: you have one. The great spirit you so lightly invoked, the 'lord of terrible aspect,' is present: not a senile benevolence that drowsily wishes you to be happy in your own way, not the cold philanthropy of conscientious ma...

The Problem of Pain