Love and faith are not common companions. More commonly power and fear consort with faith....Power is not to be crossed; one must respect and obey. Power means strength, whereas love is a human frailty the people mistrust. It is a sad fact of life th...
I think the greatest weakness in the church today is that almost no one believes that God invests His power in the Bible. Everyone is looking for power in a program, in a methodology, in a technique, in anything and everything but that in which God h...
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?
Every act and choice you make is creating the real you and shaping your real life.
If you can honor yourself and be real about your discomfort and pain, then your happiness will be just as real.
I wrote about real people and real circumstances and real neighborhoods. There was no crypt or castles or H.P. Lovecraft-type environments. They were just about normal people who had something bizarre happening to them in the neighborhood.
