I can walk through a hotel lobby and watch people at the desk and see what they're doing. People don't look at me. They don't even know I'm there.
When I was a comic in the 1980s, I was on the road somewhere every day, and I'd get back to the hotel, and it was Carson and Letterman, and I looked forward to that all day.
So what we are right now is a pair of dickweeds in a hotel room in Sydney. My life is royally fucked up right now and from where I’m sitting, your life is even bloody worse.
When you grow up with a mother who has to wash dishes and clean hotel rooms, you know the importance of having a job, and you can't be without a job for any length of time, or you will be without anything.
I've never told anyone this before, but I'm an obsessive-compulsive. I go back to my hotel room every evening and put the coat hangers back in order and open my bag and rearrange it. It takes a lot of my time, but if I don't do it I can't sleep.
In college, everything's structured. In the NBA, it's like, you have a lot of free time, and you have to use it wisely. A lot of the time, you're in a hotel room all day. And rest is really the most important thing. Then, just trying to enjoy yoursel...
My 'go to' workout is called the Asylum from Beach Body. It's intense training with lots of intervals, core work. It's hard! I travel a lot, so I can take it on the road with me and do it in a hotel room.
Christina Delassalle: So it's a coincidence? Nicole Horner: A coincidence, yes. Christina Delassalle: And Fichet. Was his being at the morgue a coincidence? And the suit. And the hotel. And now the children! Is it a coincidence that it's getting clos...
Clerk at Flamingo Hotel: Can I call you a cab? Police Chief: [screaming] Sure, and I'll call you a cocksucker!
Mr. Moustafa: There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity... He was one of them. What more is there to say?
M. Gustave: Why do you want to be a lobby boy? Zero: Well, who wouldn't - at the Grand Budapest, sir. It's an institution.
M. Gustave: You can't arrest him just because he's a bloody immigrant, he hasn't done anything wrong!
M. Gustave: I give you my word, if you lay a finger on this man, I'll see you dishonorably discharged, locked up in the stockade, and hanged by sundown.
M. Gustave: Well, Serje? Don't keep us in the dark! This has been an absolute, bloody nightmare. Tell us what the fuck is going on!
Pat Archer: [relating the last words of the orphan slain by the Hutus] Please don't let them kill me. I... I promise I won't be Tutsi anymore.
Jack: [walking towards the bus carrying all the whites who are leaving Rwanda while the blacks are left behind] Oh, God, I'm so ashamed!
Paul Rusesabagina: What are you going to do - shoot me? Shoot me. I would pay you to shoot my family! I would consider it a blessing!
Jean: Do you ever think of the future at all? Llewyn Davis: The future? You mean like flying cars? Hotels on the moon? Tang?
Charters: You can't expect to put the two of us up in the maid's room. Hotel Manager: Well don't get excited. I'll remove the maid out.
Della Bea Robinson: Let me call you a cab. Ray Charles: I got it. Three blocks up, left for two, right for one, fifteen giant steps and I'm at the Crystal White Hotel. Hello!
I was in Paris at an English-language bookstore. I picked up a volume of Dickinson's poetry. I came back to my hotel, read 2,000 of her poems and immediately began composing in my head. I wrote down the melodies even before I got to a piano.
