Cathy Rigby (Cathleen Roxanne Rigby) Quotes
I would climb on roofs and jump off using my parents' bed sheet, hoping it would open like a parachute. I was always getting hurt, breaking a leg, you know, bruising, cracking my head open.
Cathy Rigby
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In this world without quiet corners, there can be no easy escapes from history, from hullabaloo, from terrible, unquiet fuss.
Salman Rushdie
I write my own songs. I made my own videos. I pick my producers. Nothing goes out without my permission. It's all authentic.
Lana Del Rey
Being at school, being who I am, being an athlete, it was hard to find people like me. There's not many athletes that can be at my level. That was kind of hard finding people who love something so much they want to keep on doing it.
Sally Pearson
As an actor, I want to build a career as an actor. It's hard to even get a job sometimes, so as my career builds, I can be more picky than I used to be.
Randy Wayne
Startups on the inside are always badly broken.
Sam Altman
When I first moved to New York, I was still returning to Tennessee every few months to perform.
Valerie June
My breasts have had a brilliant career. I've just tagged along for the ride.
Pamela Anderson
When you laugh at something, you don’t fear it anymore.
Kage Baker
Tides are like politics. They come and go with a great deal of fuss and noise, but inevitably they leave the beach just as they found it. On those few occasions when major change does occur, it is rarely good news.
Jack McDevitt
Town-scapes are changing. The open-plan city belongs in the past - no more ramblas, no more pedestrian precincts, no more left banks and Latin quarters. We're moving into the age of security grilles and defensible space. As for living, our surveillance cameras can do that for us. People are locking their doors and switching off their nervous systems.
J. G. Ballard
Only when the true ends of society have nothing to do with the sublime does 'culture' become necessary as a veneer to cover over the void. Culture can at best appreciate the monuments of earlier faith; it cannot produce them.
Allan Bloom
A change came o'er my Vision - it was night: We clove a pathway through a frantic throng: The steeds, wild-plunging, filled us with affright: The chariots whirled along.Within a marble hall a river ran - A living tide, half muslin and half cloth: And here one mourned a broken wreath or fan, Yet swallowed down her wrath
Lewis Carroll
