Fools rush in They’re waiting here Till the end Of the night To take Their chance On you …………… Hunters Of the night Tonight I’m feeling alright I don’t Have to wait To be with you ……………….. Rendezvous I’m ready for a rend...
Love is not Just a word to say Love is in action Night and day Love is emotions Love is destiny …….. From the moment I saw your face Day and night I can’t lose your trace You’re my mermaid My eternal love……………. Every time I see you ...
Instead of piling up food in my fridge that says 'Come eat me!' I keep enough for only a couple of days. And I rarely have treats around that might tempt me late at night, which is when I usually crave something really fattening. What am I going to d...
A film like 'Good Night And Good Luck,' you make that for $7 million because you know it's a black-and-white film, and it's not an easy sell. If you make it for $7 million, then everybody can have a chance to make a little bit of money, and you get t...
I've done some really weird gigs. The ones where no one turned up - they're probably not the interesting ones to talk about. I played some pretty random ones in L.A. I signed to play all-R&B nights or an all-comedy night where I'd be the only white p...
When you do a play, you have the kind of nightly feeling of accomplishment. But you also have the daily dread of the doing it every night. And because you're doing the whole thing every day, it's like climbing up the mountain every single night. With...
Truman Capote: On the night of November 14th, two men broke into a quiet farmhouse in Kansas and murdered an entire family. Why did they do that? Two worlds exist in this country: the quiet conservative life, and and the life of those two men - the u...
Kaffee: Alright take the night off, we've been working twenty hours a day for three and half weeks straight just take the night off, Sam go see your wife and your daughter, Joe go whatever it is you do when you're not in court
Edward R. Murrow: We'll split the advertising, Fred and I. He just won't have any presents for his kids at Christmas. Sig Mickelson: He's a Jew. Edward R. Murrow: Well don't tell him that. He loves Christmas.
Louis: Whatever happened to Lestat I do not know. I go on, night after night. I feed on those who cross my path. But all my passion went with her golden hair. I'm a spirit of preternatural flesh. Detached. Unchangeable. Empty.
[At the altar, just before Peter is married] Peter: No surprises? Mark: No surprises. Peter: Not like the stag night? Mark: Unlike the stag night. Peter: Do you admit the Brazilian prostitutes were a mistake? Mark: I do. Peter: And it would have been...
Frank: Good night Dwayne. Dwayne: [scribbles on notepad] Don't kill yourself tonight. Frank: Not on your watch Dwayne. I wouldn't do that to you. Dwayne: [on notepad] Welcome to hell. Frank: Thanks Dwayne. Coming from you that means a lot.
Icey Spoon: [about the conjugal bed] When you've been married to a man for forty years you know all that don't amount to a hill of beans. I've been married to Walt that long and I swear in all that time I just lie there thinkin' about my canning.
Ben Harper: I got tired of seein' children roamin' the woodlands without food, children roamin' the highways in this here Depression, children sleepin' in old abandoned car bodies in junk heaps. And I promised myself that I'd never see the day when m...
Jake: Book us for tomorrow night. Maury Sline: Hold it, hold it. Tomorrow night? What are you talking about? A gig like that, you gotta prepare the proper exploitation. Elwood: I know all about that stuff. I have been exploited all my life.
Before she closed the door, she hit me with this one: "I feel like it's November first," she said, "and I'm that discarded jack-o'-lantern whose heart and guts are splattered all over the boulevard of broken promises." "And a good night to you, too,"...
A lot of work and thinking goes into my DJing. I want the entire night to progress seamlessly and when I have to adapt the energy on the fly for the crowd on any given night, I can do so with harmonic mixes that I've practiced over and over again. I ...
Living is the opposite of poetry. Poetry is the recollection of living, or, more often than not, the lament of having not lived. Or worse yet, merely the contemplation of living. My advice to you, Ms. Harper, is this: Live. And keep living. And never...
In a fractured age, when cynicism is god, here is a possible heresy: we live by stories, we also live in them. One way or another we are living the stories planted in us early or along the way, we are also living the stories we planted - knowingly or...
He who lives by medical prescriptions lives miserably.
I like to have glasses for day and night.
