I have this phobia: I don't like mirrors. And I don't watch myself on television. If anything comes on, I make them shut it off, or I leave the room.
Night fell clean and cold in Dublin, and wind moaned beyond my room as if a million pipes played the air.
The whole being-in-a-room interview thing, at a junket or a film festival, is very inhuman. You meet the person, have five or 10 minutes to talk, and it's not like a conversation.
The way they had the room that I was in set up, there was some sort of sound deadening platform that I had to stand on in order to get close enough to the microphone.
New York may be the city that never sleeps, but Shanghai doesn't even sit down, and not just because there is no room.
I'll have to have a room of my own. Nobody could sleep with Dick. He wakes up during the night, switches on the lights, speaks into his tape recorder.
We are the choice elected few Let all the rest be damned There is room enough in hell for you We won’t have heaven crammed!
I like words. Words are places, rooms, distant airs, thin and tropical. They make us feel and imagine we are more than our bodies.
I am like that guy on the 'Odd Couple,' and it is not the neat guy. I go into my room and find pieces of pizza under the laundry.
I sincerely believe that there's room for cutting down trees for forestry and grazing, so as we all get to eat. Everyone has to compromise.
When you are in a room and your job is to write jokes 10 hours a day, your mind starts going to strange places.
The universe is infinite, so there is room for everyone, for every belief, for every custom, and for every desire. You are in competition with no one but yourself.
In a novel, on the other hand, you not only have to describe the rooms, but the clothes, the characters and what they are thinking. It's a much more in-depth process.
I look for the hotels that have figured out the comfortable balance - a modern room that is well designed, and really clean sheets.
why can't we control our anger? because we love perfection. make a little room for imperfection in our lives.
I couldn't do my homework if my room wasn't clean. And it has carried on now that I am older, in a very freakish way.
I self-deprecate. When I first got here two years ago, I didn't realise that in America you can't go into the room and put yourself down.
For me, the kitchen is the most special room in the house. It's a place for adventure - not drudgery, but discovery, sharing and showing off with friends, trying new ideas.
Showing young children in these communities, that there are outlets for their feelings, that there is room in a space for their stories to be told, and that they will be applauded - and it's not about ego, it's about connection: that their pain is ev...
I'm to a point now where you want to play for your fans and all that, but I'm playing for the guys in that huddle. I'm playing for the guys in that locker room.
We are so much the victims of abstraction that with the Earth in flames we can barely rouse ourselves to wander across the room and look at the thermostat.
