Impression, not oppression determines the real life of a real person.
Harper: You, the one part of the real world I wasn't allergic to.
A real estate closer. Oh, what's that? I'm a real estate opener. What is a real estate closer? You mean at the end where you've got to sign all those papers?
In the movies, they make you look good and tough, but in real life, it's completely the opposite. I do these ueber roles, I think, because in real life I'm quite shy and reserved. In real life, I'm a dork.
Monty Brogan: Champagne for my real friends, and real pain for my sham friends.
Real Toby: So, how do you cope with loneliness, Harvey? Real Harvey: Uh, did I say I watch television? Real Toby: Yeah. You mentioned you watch TV, you listen to your jazz records, you read, you write. You do your stick figures so you could plan for ...
Only your real friends will tell you when your face is dirty.
You dread that there will be real problems during filming.
Real emotion is good - or doing a good job of faking real emotion.
Real life is messy, and drama is a shaped version of real life.
Just stay real and stay a real person.
We are like a bunch of dogs squirting on fire hydrants. We poison the groundwater with our toxic piss, marking everything MINE in a ridiculous attempt to survive our deaths. I can't stop pissing on fire hydrants...I am an animal like any other. Hazel...
In real life, I'm a dad.
Real confidence has a realistic view of itself. It knows what it is capable of and not capable of. Real confidence does not need to overcompensate for anything, it doesn’t have to try harder to be more than what it already is. Real confidence does ...
Harry Potter isn’t real? Oh no! Wait, wait, what do you mean by real? Is this video blog real? Am I real if you can see me and hear me, but only through the internet? Are you real if I can read your comment but I don’t know who you are or what yo...
…this was not as real as my despairing sense that nothing was real for me, nothing would ever be real for me again – unless, indeed, this sensation of falling was reality…
Oh my God ... YOU are real. Oh my God ... You ARE real. OH MY GOD ... You are REAL! Oh my God ... You're really real!
Marilyn Monroe wasn't even her real name, Charles Manson isn't his real name, and now, I'm taking that to be my real name. But what's real? You can't find the truth, you just pick the lie you like the best.
Like any man, he had no real protection from an unsolicited kiss from a pretty woman, even one he had just murdered.
But it was fantasy, and she knew it. It was her fantasy, and the fantasy of everyone else who would look at her and at her pictures; and it would stop being real the moment the man with the camera stopped clicking.
If there's nobody left, even if the real world is saved, I will be destroyed... So please don't die. Please don't go away anymore... -Lenalee Lee
