Diane Ackerman Quotes
Shaped a little like a loaf of French country bread, our brain is a crowded chemistry lab, bustling with nonstop neural conversations.Imagine the brain, that shiny mound of being, that mouse-gray parliament of cells, that dream factory, that petit tyrant inside a ball of bone, that huddle of neurons calling all the plays, that little everywhere, that fickle pleasuredome, that wrinkled wardrobe of selves stuffed into the skull like too many clothes into a gym bag.
Diane Ackerman
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I have worked with some great directors.
Dabney Coleman
I used to get some flack from my agents because I wouldn't even audition for parts where the hero uses violent force to be a hero.
Mackenzie Astin
You forget that sometimes comedy is just a big night out for people. Almost every show, people come up to me and go, 'This is the first comedy show I've ever seen,' so you want to do well. If you do horribly at somebody's first time seeing live stand-up, well, you've not only tainted yourself, you've tainted a whole art form.
Hannibal Buress
From regular, relative skydiving, I went on to freeflying. Freeflying is more the three-dimensional skydiving.
Ueli Gegenschatz
I've been so spoiled in the theater, writing plays where I can just do exactly what I want and nobody messes with me.
Sam Shepard
The plastic bottle we're throwing away every day still stays there. And if we show that to people, then we can also promote some behavioral change.
Carlo Ratti
I have an ulcer. It has an IQ of 185.
Paul Lynde
It was luxuries like air conditioning that brought down the Roman Empire. With air conditioning their windows were shut, they couldn't hear the barbarians coming.
Garrison Keillor
I'm drawn to filmmaking that can transport me. Film can immerse you, put you there.
Kathryn Bigelow
Because of this the representation I'm interested in is of those things only the eye can touch.
Kenneth Noland
Shaped a little like a loaf of French country bread, our brain is a crowded chemistry lab, bustling with nonstop neural conversations.Imagine the brain, that shiny mound of being, that mouse-gray parliament of cells, that dream factory, that petit tyrant inside a ball of bone, that huddle of neurons calling all the plays, that little everywhere, that fickle pleasuredome, that wrinkled wardrobe of selves stuffed into the skull like too many clothes into a gym bag.
Diane Ackerman
