M. John Harrison Quotes
Budapest is a prime site for dreams: the East’s exuberant vision of the West, the West’s uneasy hallucination of the East. It is a dreamed-up city; a city almost completely faked; a city invented out of other cities, out of Paris by way of Vienna — the imitation, as Claudio Magris has it, of an imitation.
M. John Harrison
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I was a dancer when I got discovered, and I started working immediately. I started being in commercials and doing guest star roles. My first big thing, which happened maybe six months after being discovered, was 'Bring It On: All or Nothing.'
Francia Raisa
I was always going to be a dancer - I drifted into acting.
Francesca Annis
Hungary is, in a word, in a state of WAR against the Hapsburg dynasty, a war of legitimate defence, by which alone it can ever regain independence and freedom.
Lajos Kossuth
I let characters be human and flawed and relatable. When we do things that aren't that great, we can understand it.
Taylor Sheridan
I need nothing from my companion. No money, no financial security, no emotional support, nothing. All I want is the freedom to be myself.
Kangana Ranaut
Many of us will be obsessed with one or another kind of secret or revelation, be it gossip about friends or ourselves, a fantasy about spies, or a worry about the most personal information now stored in data banks. But few of us think about secrets in general, or about the moral rights and wrongs of hiding or exposing them.
Ian Hacking
I live in Italy. I visit my family in Switzerland.
Ursula Andress
The contract I signed wasn't for three or four years. It was for five years.
Joe Gibbs
I'm rather a cynic, I suppose. I do not believe in the niceness of humanity.
George MacDonald Fraser
Growing up, me and my brother, we were kind of exact opposites. We were completely yin and yang. He was more rough and tumble, and I just wanted to play with my girlfriends.
Candis Cayne
I grew up in a household that was very close, very open, and always talking about what was going on with each other.
Tyler Ritter
Budapest is a prime site for dreams: the East’s exuberant vision of the West, the West’s uneasy hallucination of the East. It is a dreamed-up city; a city almost completely faked; a city invented out of other cities, out of Paris by way of Vienna — the imitation, as Claudio Magris has it, of an imitation.
M. John Harrison
