Whenever I think of the high salaries we are paid as film actors, I think it is for the travel, the time away, and any trouble you get into through being well known. It's not for the acting, that's for sure.
I like to stand in my kitchen with the script on a counter that's about chest high. Usually I do something else at the same time - make a chicken or slice vegetables - and all day long I just read it over and over and over.
The question was, 'Is there a way of minimizing the amount of damage you're doing so that you can then study cells in a physiological manner while also studying them at high spatial and temporal resolution for a long time?'
People are always saying that prices are too high. When they turn out to be right, we anoint them. When they turn out to be wrong, we ignore them. They are typically right and wrong about half the time.
From the very first time I talked to Safeco employees, I said the reality was expenses were too high and the reality is two-thirds of our expenses are people, so the reality is there will be effects on people.
High achievers, we imagine, were wired for greatness from birth. But then you have to wonder why, over time, natural talent seems to ignite in some people and dim in others.
I was at that time like a fledgling swallow living high up in a niche in the eaves, who from time to time peeps out over the top of its nest with its little bright eyes.
Experiments were not attempted at that time, we did not believe in the usefulness of the concept anyway, and I finished my thesis in 1962 with a feeling like an artist balancing on a high rope without any interested spectators.
I played teen roles until high definition came out, and I could never understand it. I would go in for adult roles and be older than many of the people auditioning, but they'd cast the girl without a line on her face.
I think a lot of the American people feel more than a little disappointed that the high-water mark for human exploration was 1969. The dream of human space travel has almost died for a lot of people.
Carl Burnett: We're not in Junior High any more. We're freshmen. We're in the big time now... where the girls will be puttin' out all the time.
Big Johnson: [flying in the chopper to the roof] Just like fuckin' Saigon, hey, Slick? Little Johnson: [smiling] I was in junior high, dickhead.
Helicopter Pilot: Hang on, we're going down. John McClane: Do you see those high-tension wires? Zeus: Hey, McClane, what the fuck!
Walt Kowalski: I used to stack fucks likes you five feet high in Korea... use ya for sand bags.
The Stranger: Wonder what took her so long to get mad? Mordecai: Because maybe you didn't go back for more?
Mordacai: What did you say your name was again? The Stranger: I didn't. Mordecai: No. I guess you didn't at that, did you?
Nicholas Angel: [shouting] Have you ever wondered why, why the crime rate in Sandford is so low, yet the accident rate is so high?
Rob Gordon: She LIKED me. She liked ME. SHE like me... At least I think she did.
Laura: So you've got a list here of 5 things you'd do if qualifications and time and history and salary were no object. Rob: Yeah.
Laura: All I'm saying is, you have to allow for things to happen to people, but most of all to yourself. And you don't Bob, so what's the use?
[when his Deputy Sheriff, his last hope of help, deserts him] Will: Go on home to your kids, Herb.
