They pay thousands and thousands for the Van Goghs and Modiglianis they'd have spat on at the time they were painted. Guffawed at. Made coarse jokes about.
If growing up means not seeing one’s family and friends on the regular—all in the name of paying the bills, then growing up is overrated.
We’re all geniuses. Life is merely overpopulated with singers who play drums, and, drummers who sing, to pay rent.
We are not such fools as to pay for reading inferior books, when we can read superior books for nothing.
Heroism doesn't pay very well. I try to be cold-blooded and money-oriented, but I keep screwing it up.
...he was after all, a novelist...and a novelist was simply a fellow who got paid to tell lies. The bigger the lies, the better the pay.
It bothers me when people have no problem paying for all they can eat but have problems investing in all they can be.
Ah, pay no heed if your enemies laugh. They'll not be able to once you lop off their heads.
Life’s just a sacrifice, a ransom We pay to Death for Love to save, Which turns to be as great as handsome To get a blessing from the grave.
The only thing which really seemed to pay off in life, if you went by Mary Pedersen's example, was sleeping with your superiors.
...the wounds of the past and the scars of the present don't disfigure me in your eyes - because you know the price I pay for loving you ...
How did we get to the point where we're paying for bottled water? I imagine it was some weird marketing meeting over in France.
In a world like this, you pay it forward, 'cause more than likely you didn't deserve it when you got it the first time.
He was willing to pay her to hang around his house and paint Piper's fingernails? It sounded as easy as Britney Spears.
If the regular pay was important to him, the opportunity to learn was of even greater long-range significance.
In individual industries where female labour pays an important role, any movement advocating better wages, shorter working hours, etc., would not be doomed from the start because of the attitude of those women workers who are not organized.
I mean, there's a sense wherein you skip a part of childhood, too, when you start working at that age I did; I was out working and out of home at 15, paying my own way in the world.
This guy in L.A. asks for my autograph every time I see him. Then I find out he's eBaying 'em for $50. I'm flattered, but no one's going to pay $50 for anyone's autograph, let alone mine.
It's amazing to me that, in the 42 years since President Kennedy signed the Equal Pay Act into law, women today still receive fewer wages than men for the same work.
The '80s market was only a Japanese market. It was the Japanese outbidding each other for the most expensive works of art. When the Japanese economy went down the tubes, there was no one left to pay the prices that have been recorded for all of those...
I paint digitally now. A pity, in some ways, as the biggest price one pays is that you no longer have a finished piece of physical art to hang on a wall. I miss that terribly.
