In my next life, I want to be Jann Wenner.
I'm the lady next door when I'm not on stage.
The joy of being a consumer is that it doesn't require thought, responsibility, self-awareness or shame: All you have to do is obey the first urge that gurgles up from your stomach. And then obey the next. And the next. And the next.
Because if you don't have a great workforce, a great higher education system, you're not going to have the next eBay, the next AmGen, the next, you know, Miasole, and not only California but America is going to fall behind a whole new competitive con...
I was always telling girls who said that they wanted to be the 'next' Kate Moss or the 'next' Gisele that it wasn't possible, because the 'next' girl wasn't going to look like anybody else; she would be somebody unique. If you look at all the great m...
Dread, which is closely related to fear, steals the ability to enjoy ordinary life and makes people anxious about the future. It keeps them from looking forward to the next day, the next month, or the next decade.
I'm always reading and looking around for the next thing.
I'm always pursuing the next dream, hunting for the next truth.
The luck of idle men sits next to them.
I don't know where I see myself next month let alone five years. My whole life is last minute. I enjoy the spontaneity of it; I like not knowing what I will do next or whether I will be in the country next week. I just enjoy being around a creative e...
That's probably fair to say that there is a certain amount of pressure to deliver your next role when you do have a fan base as potent as the 'Battlestar Galactica' family. There was certainly a lot of curiosity to all of us on that show - what are y...
I see myself as, first and above all, a teacher of history; next, a writer of European history; next, a commentator on European affairs; next ,a public intellectual voice within the American left; and only then an occasional, opportunistic participan...
Whoever debases others is debasing himself.
It is your business when the wall next door catches fire.
There is always the next big thing, the next big skater.
As soon as it sounds fine, I'm on to the next thing, man.
The sweetest two words are 'next time.' The sourest word is 'if.'
Pyro: I'm driving. Wolverine: Maybe next time.
Whose little boy are you?
Next time it'll be your nuts.
We're trying to put ourselves in the best position to win, period, if not this year, next year.
