Noodles: You've been around. Where'd you learn them "parlez-vous francais" dishes? Who's teaching you that stuff? Deborah Gelly: You mean a sugar daddy, who tries to teach me how to act? I read books. I want to know everything. Doesn't it make sense ...
Are they Russian by way of the Ozarks?
I try not to plan that too much.
Nothing ever goes as planned in China.
I don't plan massively in advance.
I was planning to remain an amateur for a while.
Plan, prepare and grow. Repeat.
I don't plan on being bashful.
Sunday, for me, is all about being home with the family with no plans.
Change should be a friend. It should happen by plan, not by accident.
I certainly have no plans to leave London. It's a great town.
I was never one to sit down and write a plan for my future.
I hadn't planned on or expected to have a public dimension in my life.
I plan my life in 15-minute sections.
I plan on doing as much in my life as I possibly can.
I hadn't planned on being an activist.
Twitter wasn't planned. It just happened.
There's no tour plans, no reunion, no new album... nothing.
Without a plan, there's no attack. Without attack, no victory.
I plan to die at my desk.
I haven't stopped and I don't plan on stoppin' any time soon.
