Bram Stoker Quotes
Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.
Bram Stoker
Quotes to Explore
The greatest sin for a writer is to be boring.
Carl Hiaasen
Because of the Chinese culture of obedience, you don't ask questions... You follow and obey.
Bai Ling
It might sound odd, but filming a soap is closer to acting in a play than filming episodic television.
Kassie DePaiva
It's tougher for women than men in Hollywood, period, if you ask me. As with most professions, women have generally not found equality with men when it comes to income and influence. There aren't as many female directors, producers, and writers, which translates to fewer complex roles for women.
Nazanin Boniadi
Reforming PERA will strengthen and improve Colorado's all-important long term standing with credit rating agencies.
Walker Stapleton
Over at our place, we're sure of just one thing: everybody in the world was once a child. So in planning a new picture, we don't think of grown-ups, and we don't think of children, but just of that fine, clean, unspoiled spot down deep in every one of us that maybe the world has made us forget and that maybe our pictures can help recall.
Walt Disney
It was only for two years, and I jumped from family to family. It's very scary.
Mary J. Blige
But I'm not the girl who changes into flats because my feet are tired at the end of the night. I go the distance. I go all the way.
Dita Von Teese
I really have been trying to get in movies with smaller parts, just to get myself in there and get more practice, and not have to take the big lead. In 'Dylan Dog' I was one of the co-stars, and I had a pretty good part in that movie.
Kurt Angle
Ah, Miss Harriet, it would do us no harm to remember oftener than we do, that vices are sometimes only virtues carried to excess!
Charles Dickens
Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.
Bram Stoker
