Dysphonia is not a singing problem. It's a voice box issue in the muscle on the voice, very different from having a nodule on the vocal cords, which I've never had. I'm lucky that I've never had that. It needs a long renewal time, and even today, I a...
My head's never really quiet. The only time I can get it to turn off is if I watch 'CSI' or 'Law & Order,' where I have to follow the crime. If I can't turn my head off during that, I know I've really got a problem.
It's always a problem, getting the curtain in at the end of the first act; having enough of a resolve so that you can bring the curtain in and then opening the show a second time is a little bizarre as a tradition. I've always preferred to go straigh...
I live intimately with my characters before starting a book. I cut out pictures of them for my wall. I do time lines for each major character and a time line for the entire novel: What is going on in the world as my characters struggle with their pro...
Teen problem novels? I can go through them like a box of chocolates. And there are fantasy books out now that need a lot more editing. Fantasy got to be so popular that people began to think 'We don't need to be as diligent with the razor blade,' but...
My problem is, whether it's for emotion or for the talents that a character has to have in a role, I find it very difficult to not take on a challenge. For instance, 'Phantom Of The Opera,' in truth, scared the crap out of me, but I wasn't going to w...
It's self-evident that we are going to have permanent problems with oil and gasoline and the prime resources that are needed to run the American suburbs. And we're just not going to be able to run them. You know, it's just unfortunate, it's tragic, b...
Vesper Lynd: Am I going to have a problem with you, Mr. Bond? James Bond: No, don't worry, you're not my type. Vesper Lynd: Smart? James Bond: Single.
The Chechen: Who's stupid enough to steal from us? Salvatore Maroni: Some two-bit whack-job. Wears a cheap purple suit and make-up. He's not the problem. He's a nobody.
[watching news of Lau's capture on the television] The Chechen: Put word out, we hire the clown. [the other mobsters look doubtful] The Chechen: He was right. We have to fix real problem: Batman.
Ed: No matter what disasters may occur in other parts of the world... or whatever petty little problems arise in Atlanta... no one can find us up here. Good night, Lewis.
Narrator: It's just, when you buy furniture, you tell yourself, that's it. That's the last sofa I'm gonna need. Whatever else happens, I've got that sofa problem handled.
Nick Dunne: You know, we have a pretty serious homeless problem in our neighborhood. You maybe could should check that out. Officer Jim Gilpin: We'll look into that.
Walt Kowalski: Take these three items, some WD-40, a vise grip, and a roll of duct tape. Any man worth his salt can fix almost any problem with this stuff alone.
[walks up to the scarecrow] Howl: Looks like we have another addition to the family. Hmmm, you've got quite a nasty spell on you too, huh? Seems everyone in this family's got problems.
Neil McCauley: Our problem is take the bank or split right now, do not go home, do not pack, nothing. 30 secs flat from now we are gone on our separate ways, that's it...
Billy Hayes: Dear Susan: Poor Jimmy was caught and beaten so badly he got a severe hernia, and lost a testicle. He's been in the sanitarium for months. In comparison, my problems seem very small.
Larry Lipton: You're suggesting we try to provoke him into murdering us? Marcia Fox: You have a problem with that? Larry Lipton: Well, either that, or I suddenly developed Parkinson's.
Tom Doniphon: I know those law books mean alot to you, but not out here. Out here a man settles his own problems.
Clark: Aah, what d'ya say honey? Ohh. Despite all the little problems, it really is fun isn't it? Ellen Griswold: No. But with every new day there's fresh hope.
Frank: Ara again? You gonna get an autographed picture and kiss it every night before you go to bed? Rudy: What is your problem? Frank: Or maybe he'll give you permission to wipe his ass.
