Mo'Nique (Monique Angela Hicks) Quotes
If you don't believe me, did you happen to notice that all that's being asked for is the right to be married, which ironically promotes commitment, family and love.
Mo'Nique
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Even a cock crows over his own dunghill.
Navjot Singh Sidhu
It simply isn't acceptable for the likes of Google, Facebook, Amazon and others, which amass data by the terabyte, to say, 'Don't worry, your information's safe with us, as all sorts of rules protect you' - when all evidence suggests otherwise.
Maelle Gavet
Like many kids, I was thrown into recreational soccer in my town, and from there, I grew to love it. Everywhere I went, I carried a soccer ball with me.
Carli Lloyd
For art comes to you proposing frankly to give nothing but the highest quality to your moments as they pass, and simply for those moments' sake.
Walter Pater
When you play a character, there are choices you have to make about the past, the present, the future, etc. You have to make those choices on your own a lot.
Zach McGowan
For everything I do, I think about a 6-year-old girl and her mom that I saw at my concert last night. I think about what those two individuals would think if I were at a club last night. I never want to be arrested, and I never want to get a DUI, those are my moral values.
Taylor Swift
The countenances of children, like those of animals, are masks, not faces, for they have not yet developed a significant profile of their own.
W. H. Auden
I was studying theater management, business stuff. About that time, I realized I really didn't like that, and it threw me into a panic attack a little bit. I was under the assumption that the first job you get out of college is the job you have for the rest of your life.
Jack McBrayer
I don't really consider myself to be famous.
Victoria Justice
I feel like a lot of comedians do have that deep, dark thing. I have my stuff, but I don't go to that dark place.
Kaley Cuoco
I wrote my first novel, 'Deadline,' in 1994 as an experiment.
Randy Alcorn
According to them, the poet is confined to the provinces with his mouth broken on his own syllabic trapeze.
Salvatore Quasimodo
