Elizabeth Smart Quotes
I am over-run, jungled in my bed, I am infested with a menagerie of desires: my heart is eaten by a dove, a cat scrambles in the cave of my sex, hounds in my bed obey a whipmaster who cries nothing but havoc as the hours test my endurance with an accumulation of tortures. Who, if I cried, would hear me among the angelic orders?
Elizabeth Smart
Quotes to Explore
It is true that integrity alone won't make you a leader, but without integrity you will never be one.
Zig Ziglar
I'm going to prove to the fans, going to prove to my teammates, that I can be a better defensive player, offensive player, to win games.
Pablo Sandoval
Sometimes my family got me in the door. Somebody would say, 'Bruce Dern's daughter - sure I'd like to meet her.' It was a point of interest. But after five minutes of talking about my father, I still had to read for the part.
Laura Dern
I bought my first electric guitar when I moved to Memphis; a Gibson with a DeArmond pickup which I used with a small Gibson amplifier.
B. B. King
It's really hard to get a coffee with someone. I have to call my agent, my agent calls their agent, their agent calls their manager, the manager calls back, the actor sends someone to the manager... then you get, 'Yeah, yeah, I'd love to have dinner at six,' and all I wanted was coffee! It can take, like, six days to get coffee.
Daniel Espinosa
You have to open up on stage.
Karen O
We had a lot of difficulty in getting the French to accept the pyramid. They thought we were trying to import a piece of Egypt until I pointed out that their obelisk was also from Egypt and the Place des Pyramides is around the corner. Then they accepted it. The pyramid at the Louvre, though, is just the tip.
I. M. Pei
Everyone thinks I'm a nice guy, which is not a bad way to be perceived.
Matthew Morrison
There are a lot of guys in Hollywood who clap you on the back just a little too hard.
James Caan
Rivers are roads which move, and which carry us whither we desire to go.
Blaise Pascal
I am over-run, jungled in my bed, I am infested with a menagerie of desires: my heart is eaten by a dove, a cat scrambles in the cave of my sex, hounds in my bed obey a whipmaster who cries nothing but havoc as the hours test my endurance with an accumulation of tortures. Who, if I cried, would hear me among the angelic orders?
Elizabeth Smart