I have been involved with the Roundabout for over a decade. Every once in a while, they'd give me a call to participate in a reading or offer me a show.
My mother, for the last 20 years anyway, would not call herself a Marxist but a human rights activist.
My legacy as governor was UConn and the cities. This is my passion. When I was governor, I would call Waterbury the center of the universe.
Fame is often called a deal with the devil. Reality show fame is a really bad deal with the devil.
The world will call you a failure. Listen well, then realize, they are wrong. After that, get up and fail better.
I call white the most powerful non-color; it's clean, optimistic, powerful.
There is a divine moment in our lives when we all become one. It's called procreation, and it is reborn, continually and forever.
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Most of my school friends and even a few of my teachers called me 'Duck.'
Your brain is built of cells called neurons and glia - hundreds of billions of them. Each one of these cells is as complicated as a city.
If we want to improve, first we have to recognize our own maladaptive coping skills, called codependency, then change.
I believe that what we call beautiful is generally a by-product.
How can a nation be called great if its bread tastes like kleenex?
I'm the guy to call. Look at the resume. I have kids of my own. I have dogs.
I call it like I see it. I don't hold back when it comes to being candid on the hot issues.
I had always been heavily influenced by stand-up. I was in a comedy team called Red Johnny And The Round Guy.
The BBC has the obligation to think big. And at the moment, that clarion call sounds an uncertain note to me.
I played the drums, and I was in a band called Funkasaurus Rex in Toronto. When I left for school, it became hard to play as frequently.
I got a phone call from Douglas Campbell and from Jerome Guthrie, who offered me a job out of the blue.
If all the people who were called "crazy" started acting "normal", we'd probably still be living in caves.
What meteorologists refer to as a 'polar vortex' I call God getting his swagger back.
