Destruction is always an attractive idea. My brother and I used to spend weeks making models of cities so that we could destroy them in 15 minutes. There's a fantastic joy in destroying something that you've meticulously built. Then you're free to bu...
Many people today agree that we need to reduce violence in our society. If we are truly serious about this, we must deal with the roots of violence, particularly those that exist within each of us. We need to embrace 'inner disarmament,' reducing our...
Everyone is guilty at one time or another of throwing out questions that beg to be ignored, but mothers seem to have a market on the supply. "Do you want a spanking or do you want to go to bed?" Don't you want to save some of the pizza for your broth...
I get facials. I get a manicure and pedicure every week. I get my hair cut, and I oil myself down from head to toe. I got that from my brother. I was so impressed with how high maintenance he was. When he left the room, you could still smell him for ...
I think what you're seeing is a profound recognition on the part of the American people that gays and lesbians and transgender persons are our brothers, our sisters, our children, our cousins, our friends, our co-workers, and that they've got to be t...
It's like I was always not quite sure even how to move in space somehow; I would watch people and then copy them. I found it really hard to walk straight. My brother was always on at me for walking off the pavement. I guess I always expected people t...
I was painfully shy, so my aunt suggested to my mum that me and my brother go to Stage 84, a performing arts school in Yorkshire. I've probably romanticised it in my head, but I seem to remember that in the space of an hour's drama workshop, I was tr...
I am alone on this road strewn with bones and bordered by ruins! Angels have their brothers, and demons have their infernal companions. Yet I have but the sound of my scythe when it harvests, my whistling arrows, my galloping horse. Always the sound ...
Although I feel very French, a part of my heart is in the States. When my brother and I arrived, we didn't really speak any English, and when we left, that's all we spoke when we played together. It was just a beautiful place to grow up.
The first complaint we hear from everyone is: 'Why would I want to join this stupid useless thing and know what my brother's eating for lunch?' But that really misses the point because Twitter is fundamentally recipient-controlled - you choose to lis...
Janey Carver: Mikey have you heard the explosions coming from the back yard? Mikey Carver: ...I dunno Janey Carver: Do you know what you brothers been up to? Mikey Carver: I... I dunno.
I write simply because I hear voices of people in my head who won't give me peace until I convey their stories to the rest of the world. Seriously. They've always been with me. While other girls played with dolls, and my brothers with Hot Wheels, I w...
My brother Trev went to the Professional Performing Arts School in New York, and he used to do his monologues and stuff and rehearse in our apartment. So I used to hear him all the time doing these things over and over and over. And when I was a litt...
I grew up with my cousins, who were as close as brothers, and frankly, I didn't like what girls were expected to do. I liked horseback riding, playing football, going to rodeos. I wanted to be in jeans all the time, and I couldn't figure out why I wa...
Alex: So I waited and, O my brothers, I got a lot better munching away at eggiwegs, and lomticks of toast and lovely steakiwegs and then, one day, they said I was going to have a very special visitor. [the Minister enters] Minister: Good evening, my ...
Dicky Speck: [as Django walks over to Ace Speck's body to retrieve his coat] Nigger! Don't you touch my brother's coat! [Django turns around and walks towards Dicky Speck; he angrily stomps on his shattered leg] Dicky Speck: AHHH! GOD DAMN IT! OH!
John McClane: [hands Zeus a gun] Here take this. Zeus: How's it work? John McClane: You don't know how to shoot a gun? Zeus: Look, all brothers don't know how to shoot guns, you racist motherfucker. John McClane: Sue me.
Gill: From this moment on, you shall now be known as Sharkbait. Bloat, Gurgle, Bubbles: Sharkbait! Hoo ha ha! Gill: Welcome, Brother Sharkbait! Bloat, Gurgle, Bubbles: Sharkbait! Hoo ha ha! Gill: Enough with the Sharkbait. Gurgle: Sharkbait! Hoo....
Cameron: [fake answering machine message] You have reached the Coughlin Brothers Mortuary. We're deeply sorry we are not able to come to the phone right now, but if you leave your name and number, we will get back to you as soon as humanly possible.
Archie: Your brother didn't bring you here this time, did he? Wanda: No. Archie: He's no idea? Wanda: He doesn't have a clue. Archie: What? Wanda: He's so dumb... Archie: Really? Wanda: ...he thought that the Gettysburg Address was where Lincoln live...
Andre: My brother taught me what the life is for a young black man. Pimp, deal, whatever. Learn what colors to wear. Gang banners. You can sell to one corner, but you can't sell another. Learn to be quiet. The wrong word can get you popped.
