I got into politics when I was eight years old.
You never too old to Become wiser ! T.B
That's all gone, now, the old, Hollywood.
Guys are idiots, till they're what, 40 years old.
Of an old tale which every schoolboy knows.
It's important to have a dream no matter how old you are.
The Old Vic is a beautiful theater to work in. It's quite a large house, but it has a feeling of intimacy.
I have an old saying that the harder I work, the luckier I get.
Nobody else knew what to do with me because big women are old.
To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.
I look to women who epitomize old Hollywood glamour, like Rita Hayworth.
Women being pitted each other another in Hollywood is an old tactic, but it's not real at all.
I don't usually get to play sophisticated women. I usually do the old scrubs, chavs or slappers.
The old saying that war is a racket has taken on an even more shameful meaning.
I think about the Old Ones, that they have a past but no history. I think about the inevitability of death, and whether it’s not that very inevitability that inspires us to take photographs and make scrapbooks and tell stories. That that’s how we...
Words actually failed me. I felt as dumb as my lounge-less friend in the corner. "You injected me with vampire blood?" My words were said slowly, ensuring that I didn't get one wrong or accidentally call Francis a fucking asshat. "You're a vampire?" ...
We should live, my Lesbia, and love And value all the talk of stricter Old men at a single penny. Suns can set and rise again; For us, once our brief light has set, There's one unending night for sleeping. Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, T...
Passers-by, Out of your many faces Flash memories to me Now at the day end Away from the sidewalks Where your shoe soles traveled And your voices rose and blent To form the city’s afternoon roar Hindering an old silence. Passers-by, I remember lean...
When you are old and grey and full of sleep And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with...
The one that sang, old Janine, was always whispering into the g***** microphone before she sang. She'd say, 'And now we like to geeve you our impression of Vooly Voo Fransay. Eet ees the story of leetle Fransh girl who comes to a beeg ceety, just lik...
Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety. Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunde...
