I remember when I was in Los Angeles, and there was one of the very big earthquakes, and it was just absolute pandemonium. I mean the streets were just - people were crashing into each other, people were looting, in just a very short amount of time.
I go to a Calvary Chapel church out here in Los Angeles. I had been here about two years at the time. I'm very close with my church, very close with the pastor and his wife, and I work with a girls' ministry here.
Alex: Please tell me, is the Shaq also the Jew? Jonathan: Who? Alex: The Shaqweel O'Neal, the Los Angeles Laker. Jonathan: Uh, no. Alex: And Michael Jackson? Jonathan: [Scoffs] *No*, definitely not a Jew.
[first lines] Airplane pilot: [voiceover] Los Angeles Tower, this is Transworld 22 Heavy. We are going down! Repeat, engines two and... L.A. Tower, this is... Mayday! Mayday!
Nicholas Angel: Mr. Porter, what's your wine selection? Roy Porter: Oh, we've got red... and, er... white? Nicholas Angel: I'll have a pint of lager, please.
Nicholas Angel: [in a crime scene, where everyone is masked and wearing the same clothes] Nicholas Angel: Janine, I've been transferred and I'm moving away for a while. Bob: I'm not Janine.
Nicholas Angel: [to Inspector Butterman] With respect, sir, geographical location shouldn't factor in the application of the law. [Danny tries to hand him a piece of cake] Nicholas Angel: No thanks.
My teeth are all right, but they are not American teeth, and my hair is not thick and luscious. Los Angeles is dense with beautiful people, and most of the men who are aspiring actors are 5ft 5in, so I tower above them.
I don't believe in angels, no. But I do have a wee parking angel. It's on my dashboard and you wind it up. The wings flap and it's supposed to give you a parking space. It's worked so far.
I don't know that many Australian actors in Los Angeles, but there are a few of us. I mean, we kind of get together occasionally, but I wouldn't say it's an alliance or anything like that.
No... we're not playing God. We're only attempting to set things right.
What use was time to those who'd soon achieve Digital Immortality?
I'd realized that in writing happiness is useless-without suffering there is no story.
What Albert Einstein termed optical delusion, The Indians termed Maya or Illusion.
Ammar: Please help me. Maya: You can help yourself by being truthful.
The only good deed I’ll be doing tonight is for the angels.” “The angels?” “Haven’t you heard? Every time I make you come, an angel gets his wings.” Brady dropped his smoky gaze to Gage’s mouth for a beat. “We really need to leave. ...
He met me at the airport; it was ten in the morning, Washington time, when I arrived, after having taken a plane that left Los Angeles International at 10:10 A.M. Los Angeles time. Who says time-reversal is hard to accomplish?
Angel Eyes: Why are you going under the name Bill Carson now? Tuco: One name is as good as another. Not wise to use your own name. Like you! I'll bet they don't call you Angel Eyes! Sergeant Angel Eyes!
Tutte le notti continuo a chiedere al Signore, "Perché?" E ancora non ho avuto una risposta decente.
L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.
Where did you think playing with angels was going to get you?
