Richard Brown: Oh, Mrs. Dalloway... Always giving parties to cover the silence.
Richard Brown: I've stayed alive for you. But now you have to let me go.
[writing a suicide note] Christy Brown: All is nothing, therefore nothing must end.
Mr. Brown: [after Mr. Pink's tipping conversation] Jesus Christ!
Cosmo Brown: You have to show a movie at a party. It's a Hollywood law.
Molly Brown: You gonna cut her meat for her too there, Cal?
Molly Brown: Why do they insist on announcing dinner like a damned cavalry charge?
I believe the old boys' network is a powerful one. No one gives up power and privilege willingly, do they?
Every once in a while, you live long enough to get the respect that people didn't want to give while you were trying to become a senior citizen.
The direction is going the right way for respect for aboriginal people in North America, and all we can do is stand up and say, 'Please do it faster.'
Like the average American that I hang out with, and like my father before me, I raised all my children to respect tools and use them wisely and safely.
I am a believer in the evolutionary process, and yet I have sympathy for the friends of mine who are creationists. I don't find the positions incompatible.
In high school, I once sang 'Let's Get It On' and 'Brown Sugar' with a band that included my English teacher and my math teacher.
I want to expand my cuisine to this country. I love America. I have been here 22 years.
I love using rice as a flour; I'll grind roasted rice and dip fish in that. It gives a beautiful, crunchy texture.
I started cooking for the love of cooking, and I am going to keep cooking whether there's a celebrity aspect to it or not.
For me, it's really like, okay, if you go far with the unexpected materials and unexpected proportions or volumes, then keep the colors quite simple and straightforward for men.
I find it hard to take rock groups very seriously or treat them with respect. There is something absurd about these gloomy young men getting together and banging away.
People may not know this about me, but I've always loved cooking. My favorite thing to cook is my mom's spicy spaghetti.
My mom had to beg the guys to let me play. I couldn't even play the drums right - Brian had to show me.
My mom was the picture of the blue-collar mom: Two and three and four jobs to make sure that me and my sister never needed, that was her thing.
