Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
I can see why people love the idea of a big white wedding - it is a day when they are the centre of attention and get to wear a beautiful dress. But that sounds awful to me because that is like getting ready to walk down the red carpet.
I don't work with a stylist, I don't work with a glam squad to get me together for the red carpet, I really enjoy the time it takes to do it myself, to choose my clothes and do my own makeup and my own hair.
You hear about constitutional rights, free speech and the free press. Every time I hear these words I say to myself, 'That man is a Red, that man is a Communist!' You never hear a real American talk like that.
I learned this a long time ago. If you call a guy into your office and shut the door, if there's media around, it sends up a red flag. I never wanted to embarrass a player.
The problem with writing a monthly book is that you're going through your work like a man running for a bus, red-faced and out of breath. There isn't time for reflection or critical self-examination.
I once died my hair blonde, and it looked like an orangey-red carrot top. It was the '80s, and I was trying to look like George Michael. At the time, the ladies loved it, and I loved it too!
If the powers that be really knew how much time I spent thinking about and researching celebrities, they probably wouldn't let me anywhere near the red carpet. But, please promise not to tell them. I'm harmless, I swear.
Matt Buckner: [Discussing the West Ham / Millwall Rivalry] It's like the Yankees and the Red Sox. Pete Dunham: More like the Israelis and the Palestinians.
Red-Haired Girl - Blues Club: Oh, if you like authentic blues, you really gotta check out Blueshammer. They are so great.
Mary: Have a hectic day? George Bailey: Oh yeah, another big red-letter day for the Baileys!
Brian: I'm not a roman mum, I'm a kike, a yid, a heebie, a hook-nose, I'm kosher mum, I'm a Red Sea pedestrian, and proud of it!
Timon: [seeing a red beetle] These are rare delicacies. [takes it and eats it] Timon: He comes with a very pleasant crunch.
[talking to the unconscious Morpheus] Cypher: If you'd told us the truth, we would've told you to shove that red pill right up your ass.
Pop Fisher: [to his "best" pitcher who can't throw a strike] Come on, Fowler! Throw strikes! Red Blow: Fowler's killing worms, Pop.
Tracy Lord: You seem quite contemptuous of me all of the sudden. C. K. Dexter Haven: No Red, not of you, never of you.
Red: Let me tell you something my friend. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.
Red: [narrating] His first night in the joint, Andy Dufresne cost me two packs of cigarettes. He never made a sound.
[watching Rita Hayworth in Gilda] Red: This is the part I really like, when she does that shit with her hair.
Red: You're gonna fit right in. Everyone in here is innocent, you know that? Heywood, what you in here for? Heywood: Didn't do it. Lawyer fucked me.
Red: Well, if it was a toothbrush I wouldn't ask questions, I'd just quote a price, but then a toothbrush is a non-lethal object, isn't it?
