My job playing Sam Malone was to let the audience in, to love my bar full of people. And that informed my life.
I love showcasing my talents - not only to my hometown fans and my own team but to the world.
I was scared when I lost my mother, my father, my brother, my sister.
My writing has a lot to do with who I am, and what my life is like, and my relationships to people.
My time on the set is the least of my involvement. Most of my time is in pre-production and post-production.
The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.
My mom was very affectionate but also very loud. My whole house was very loud. My father screamed, my mother screamed - everybody screamed.
Don't mix between my personality and my attitude. My personality is ME and my attitude depends on YOU.
Art is my life and my life is art.
My health and my family are the core of my being.
My mother was the love of my life.
My act is based on my life.
Dancing is my obsession. My life.
My life is basically my work.
My beloved has arrived, but rather than greeting him, All I can do is bite the corner of my apron with a blank expression- What an awkward woman am I. My heart has longed for him as hugely and openly as a full moon But instead I narrow my eyes, and m...
I confront the city with my body; my legs measure the length of the arcade and the width of the square; my gaze unconsciously projects my body onto the facade of the cathedral, where it roams over the mouldings and contours, sensing the size of reces...
My love is like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June: My love is like the melody That's sweetly played in tune. How fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in love am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till all the seas gang dry. Till all ...
[last lines] George: So in the end, was it worth it? Jesus Christ. How irreparably changed my life has become. It's always the last day of summer and I've been left out in the cold with no door to get back in. I'll grant you I've had more than my sha...
I opened a book and in I strode. Now nobody can find me. I've left my chair, my house, my road, My town and my world behind me. I'm wearing the cloak, I've slipped on the ring, I've swallowed the magic potion. I've fought with a dragon, dined with a ...
I stepped to the tank's edge, leaned in, and concentrated on keeping my eyes open. Which fish would be the shooter? The fish were all facing me, but one in particular seemed to be staring directly at my left eye, like a hunter targeting his prey. Wha...
You came into my life when I was alone, with not another person to call my own. You mended the broken shreds of my heart.
