Some leaders are not intimidated by opposition; they actually thrive on it. It wakes them up. It energizes them. It calls them to battle. It causes them to mobilize their thoughts and energy.
Morning sunrise wakes me up with rays of hope. Clouds of fear can hide the sun but not for long. If rays of hope are strong and patience is a song, then hope will bloom and rain will bring a rainbow.
What men don't want, in fact what anyone who's any sort of thrill-seeking, intelligent adult doesn't want, is some crushing bore describing their emotions in real time every waking hour.
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life's realities.
Sadly, the only constant in my writing environment stems from some inexplicable need to listen to the news. CNN loops over and over in the background from the time I wake until the time I finally, blessedly, fall asleep.
I knew I wanted to be an actor when I was very young. I guess I was about 6 years old at the time, and I was fascinated by television. I started having waking fantasies where I was in a movie and there were crane shots of me during a scene.
[Nurses attempt to wake a sickly man] Jim: Can I have his shoes when he's dead? Dr. Rawlins: God you're a pragmatist, Jim.
[Nemo is sleeping, Jacques throws many rocks onto him] Nemo: ...uh... AH. [wakes up] Jacques: Suivez-moi. [Nemo stares, unsure] Jacques: [returns to clarify] Follow me.
Marge Gunderson: [sitting up in bed, while Norm lies next to her, sleeping] Norm? Norm Gunderson: [Norm wakes up] Yeah, Marge? Marge Gunderson: I'm turning in now.
Hyman Roth: I'm going in to take a nap. When I wake, if the money's on the table, I'll know I have a partner. If it isn't, I'll know I don't.
Zed: Bring out the Gimp. Maynard: Gimp's sleeping. Zed: Well, I guess you're gonna have to go wake him up now, won't you?
[first lines] Brigitte: You didn't wake me. Michael Berg: You were sleeping. Brigitte: You let me sleep because you can't bear to have breakfast with me.
Curtis: [talking about Hanna, their deaf daughter] I still take off my boots not to wake her. Samantha: [whispering] I still whisper.
Marwood: [wakes up in the back seat of the car, which is moving along the motorway] What's going on? Withnail: I'm making time. [swerves through motorway traffic, dangerously]
Pinball Playing Man: I mean, I'm not saying that you don't know what you're talking about, but I don't know what you're talking about.
I had a very difficult relationship with my mother. She used to wake me up in the middle of the night if I wasn't sleeping straight and was messing up the sheets. Now when I stay in hotels I sleep so straight they don't even think I've used the bed.
I can look at cancer as a disease that picks me out and 'why me,' or I can look at it through love and say, 'This is a wake-up call. This is my body telling me: 'Hey, you're out of balance here. It's time to get in line with yourself.'
And this President wakes up every morning, looks out across America and is proud to announce, 'It could be worse.' It could be worse? Is that what it means to be an American? It could be worse? Of course not. What defines us as Americans is our unwav...
John Young: [waking Ken Mattingly up] Good, you're not dead. We've been trying to get in touch with you for forty-five minutes.
Doc: [after Doc wakes up from being passed out drunk from one shot of whiskey] The thing I really miss here is Tylenol.
I noticed this process of waking, and predicted with terrifying logic that one of these years not far away I would be awake continuously and never slip back, and never be free of myself again.
