I'm really interested in fashion but at the same time I find it quite competitive. Second-hand stuff leaves you more open to whatever your own personal style is rather than feeling dictated to by shops.
Bishop Berkeley destroyed this world in one volume octavo; and nothing remained, after his time, but mind; which experienced a similar fate from the hand of Mr. Hume in 1737.
I shaved my head about 15 years ago and the first time I shaved it, I started running my hand through my hair and it was very therapeutic.
As a teenager, I used to travel everywhere with my guitar. I appreciated the fact it was with me, but it was always an absolute pain to carry around - even though, in those days, you could take in on a plane as hand luggage.
When you lie down with a short prayer, commit yourself into the hands of your Creator; and when you have done so, trust Him with yourself, as you must do when you are dying.
You've got to trust people. And because I am a control freak, sometimes that's difficult for me, because I want to micro-manage absolutely everything. I can't hand over. But I'm trying to do that more.
If there was ever any truth to the trickle-down theory, the only evidence of it I've ever seen was in that period of 1960 to 1965. All of sudden they were handing out major label recording contracts like they were coming in Cracker Jack boxes.
James Bond: Stop touching your ear. Carter: Sorry? James Bond: Put your hand down!
[after overhearing a phone call between Emma and Karl] Mr. Hand: Karl. Uncle Karl. Haven't seen you in so long. Yes. [Floats away]
Tourist Mom: [pulls on the boy's leash] Justin! Tourist Dad: Look honey, take my picture, I have a pyramid in my hands.
The Inventor: I know it is a little early for Christmas, Edward, but; I have a present for you. [shows Edward his soon to be human hands]
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: All right, Popeye's here! get your hands on your heads, get off the bar, and get on the wall!
Kaffee: Whatever happened to saluting an officer when he leaves the room? [Dawson stands up and shoves his hands in his pockets]
Peter Pan: Do you believe in fairies? Say quick that you believe. If you believe, clap your hands!
Henry Frankenstein: The brain you stole, Fritz. Think of it. The brain of a dead man waiting to live again in a body I made with my own hands!
[Deckard Shaw puts a grenade into a security guard's hands] Deckard Shaw: Hold this. [He shoves the man down and walks away as the grenade explodes]
Nova Prime Rael: The fate of 12 billion people is in your hands. Peter Quill: Hold on a second, you're being serious right now?
Officer in Procession: [approaching Patrick and shaking his hand] Mr. Kenzie. Nice fucking job on Corwin Earle.
Paul Edgecomb: I just can't see God putting a gift like that in the hands of a man who would kill a child.
Mikey: Sorry, Dad, we had our hands on the future, but we gave it up just to save our own lives.
Vincent: I'll never understand what possessed my mother to put her faith in God's hands, rather than her local geneticist.
