P. G. Wodehouse Quotes
I remember when I was a kid at school having to learn a poem of sorts about a fellow named Pig-something-a sculptor he would have been, no doubt-who made a statue of a girl, and what should happen one morning but that the bally thing suddenly came to life. A pretty nasty shock for the chap, of course.
P. G. Wodehouse
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When I was, like, 16, I went in to the head of Disney, and I hadn't taken acting class really at all, and I didn't know what I was doing, and it was really embarrassing. Of course, you think Disney wants over-the-top and funny, and I was just trying to be over-the-top and funny, and it just wasn't working, and that was the worst.
Taylour Paige
Being evil is easy.
J. K. Simmons
I'm not the biggest comic book fan.
Fran Kranz
I am very lucky I got fans, and I interact with them personally. I know that they have poured their love on me unconditionally, and all I can do is work hard and be kind to them.
Hansika Motwani
I got beat up up in Texas because my bootlaces were the wrong color.
Fairuza Balk
The one word that no politician will ever speak, is 'enough.' Enough.
Carl Hiaasen
Men act out like they're horrified by marriage, but when they find the woman of their dreams, they love it.
Rachel Hunter
In the occupation in Afghanistan, there are tragedies as well. It's not as bad as in Iraq because there are fewer American troops. But, as I describe in the book, going out on patrol and coming into a village, the soldiers found a stash of documents and decided this was Taliban propaganda.
Yaroslav Trofimov
The monotony of provincial life attracts the attention of people to the kitchen. You do not dine as luxuriously in the provinces as in Paris, but you dine better, because the dishes serve you are the result of mediation and study.
Honore de Balzac
A famous person to themselves, they don't get up in the morning and think, I'm famous. I'm not famous to me. Famous is a perception.
Van Morrison
Perhaps there is no position more perilous to a man's honesty thanthat of knowing himselftobe quiteloved by a girl whom he almost loves himself.
Anthony Trollope
I remember when I was a kid at school having to learn a poem of sorts about a fellow named Pig-something-a sculptor he would have been, no doubt-who made a statue of a girl, and what should happen one morning but that the bally thing suddenly came to life. A pretty nasty shock for the chap, of course.
P. G. Wodehouse