Cathleen McGuigan Quotes
Don't think of Diana Vreeland's memoir as a book; it's more like a lunch. A bit of souffle, a glass of champagne, some green grapes - light, bubbly and slightly tart - all served up by an egocentric but inventive hostess.
Cathleen McGuigan
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Speaking of trust, ever since I wrote this book, 'Liespotting,' no one wants to meet me in person anymore - no, no, no, no, no. They say, 'It's okay. We'll email you.' I can't even get a coffee date at Starbucks. My husband's like, 'Honey, deception? Maybe you could have focused on cooking. How about French cooking?'
Pamela Meyer
One half who graduate from college never read another book.
G. M. Trevelyan
My kids like their eggs with catsup. I like mine with salsa.
Tamra Davis
I feel like I'm supposed to be a shooter.
Zach LaVine
I remember how much fun it was to pick out my lunchbox. My all-time favorite lunch box was from the movie 'Annie.' Also, I loved picking out school supplies! Trapper Keepers were my favorite.
Camille Guaty
I didn't like the idea of being foolish, but I learned pretty soon that it was essential to fail and be foolish.
Daniel Day-Lewis
God doesn't want us to pile up impressive phrases. He doesn't want us to use words without thinking about their meaning. He wants us to talk to him as to a friend or father - authentically, reverently, personally, earnestly.
Bill Hybels
He was taking off his tie, the dreadful tie with the green mermaid on it. “It’s your tie, Sam—I hate it! Why must you always . . .” I’m not saying it right, she thought, not any of it.
Bel Kaufman
I'm from New York. I have a non, neutral accent. It can go any way you want.
Abigail Breslin
When you start with a portrait and search for a pure form, a clear volume, through successive eliminations, you arrive inevitably at the egg. Likewise, starting with the egg and following the same process in reverse, one finishes with the portrait.
Pablo Picasso
To lose one's keys is the equivalent of losing one's mind.
Andrew Kaufman
Don't think of Diana Vreeland's memoir as a book; it's more like a lunch. A bit of souffle, a glass of champagne, some green grapes - light, bubbly and slightly tart - all served up by an egocentric but inventive hostess.
Cathleen McGuigan