Nancy E. Turner Quotes
I dream of land, cut only where streams glistened with birdsong wander through quiet hills burnt hard by the scrape of wind, and of a porch from which a single road leads only homeward.
Nancy E. Turner
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It's not about 'succeeding,' but sometimes on a film, you know you've captured something.
Tahar Rahim
You can't take yourself too seriously; it's important to poke fun at yourself. Once in a while, it is great to show your inadequacies, too.
Ram Kapoor
Learning to read the Bible in the light of the times in which it was written is critical.
Adam Hamilton
I have been a Republican, and I've worked in Republican circles for so long, and I know that there are really smart, good policy ideas that are grounded in conservative ideology that could be persuasive for women, especially in an election where no one was really excited about either candidate.
Dana Perino
An evening dress that reveals a woman's ankles while walking is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen.
Valentino Garavani
I've been designing since I was 8. I started sketching dresses I could wear when skating. I was always involved in all aspects of skating, not just the technique, the choreography, the music, but the visual aspects, too - what I should wear.
Vera Wang
I always knew I wanted to work in entertainment, but I actually really wanted to be a singer more than an actress.
India de Beaufort
I act for the reality, for the moment, and most of all I do it for the process.
Ted Shackelford
At the heart of 'The Famished Road' is a philosophical conundrum - for me, an essential one: what is reality? Everybody's reality is subjective; it's conditioned by upbringing, ideas, temperament, religion, what's happened to you.
Ben Okri
Efforts to promote financial stability through adjustments in interest rates would increase the volatility of inflation and employment. As a result, I believe a macro-prudential approach to supervision and regulation needs to play the primary role.
Janet Yellen
I dream of land, cut only where streams glistened with birdsong wander through quiet hills burnt hard by the scrape of wind, and of a porch from which a single road leads only homeward.
Nancy E. Turner