To my real estate agent, Chernobyl is a fixer-upper.
Beauty is about perception, not about make-up. I think the beginning of all beauty is knowing and liking oneself. You can't put on make-up, or dress yourself, or do you hair with any sort of fun or joy if you're doing it from a position of correction...
Patriarchal hip-hop ushered in a world where black males could declare that they were “keeping it real” when what they were really doing was taking the dead patriarchal protest of the black power movement and rearticulating it in forms that, thou...
REAL people do not have to lie, exaggerate, or brag for they are self-contained in self-understanding and acceptance of themselves. REAL people can make a mistake knowing that even when they do, it is only a mistake and just because the outcome was n...
The real owners of the land are not yet born.
Maggie Smith is an amazing woman, and not as serious in real life.
I do comedy for real people.
There is only one real happiness in life, and that is the happiness of creating.
I am quite odd-looking in real life.
I like being a leader in real life.
Scripts are corny and predictable. Real life is always better.
Real life is much stranger than fiction, man.
The real reason for coming to Montour is my love and respect for football.
Real freedom lies in wildness,not in civilization!!
Picasso said that art is a lie, but a lie that tells the truth" ... Calder wondered what Picasso had meant. Was it that art wasn't exactly the real world, but it said something real?
I paint mostly from real life. It has to start with that. Real people, real street scenes, behind the curtain scenes, live models, paintings, photographs, staged setups, architecture, grids, graphic design. Whatever it takes to make it work.
Conchpore is real. It is as real as Malgudi, Brahmpur, Lilliput or Macondo. And also as real as San Francisco, Madurai, Edinburgh, Gaborone or Tokyo. You know that fictional towns exist. You visit them all the time.
College wasn't like the real world. In the real world people dropped names based on their renown. In college, people dropped names based on their obscurity.
In a story, you can turn to the front and begin again and everyone lives once more. That doesn't work in real life. And I love my real people the most.
I think it's a real gift to be able to say that what's in your life is enough. It seems most of us re always wanting more.
I can't tell if she's actually real, or if she's stopped caring if she's real or not. Or is not caring what makes a person real?
