Berkeley Breathed Quotes
I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child - which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were.
Berkeley Breathed
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Both sides were supposed to release all their prisoners, those were unconditional. There was some prisoner release that took place but it's not been satisfactory.
Warren Christopher
In India, it is difficult for a cricketer to show that he is under some kind of stress. Here, you can only retire when you don't want to play anymore, or the motivation is lacking.
Harbhajan Singh
A pitcher is only as good as his legs.
Early Wynn
I have always battled injustice. As a child, I used to fight on the side of my friends when boys terrorized them.
Obiageli Ezekwesili
The two sensibilities, the visual and the verbal, have always been linked for me - in fact, while reading a particularly evocative passage, I will imagine what the photograph I'd take of that scene would look like, even with burning and dodging notes. Maybe everyone does this.
Sally Mann
When my friends have a health concern, they call me. I've always been a vitamin taker. I also take digestive enzymes and antioxidants, and supplements that help with the thyroid and adrenals for my time-zone changes.
Carla Gugino
I don't take the roles home with me. I don't work that way. I don't understand that; I mean, I really don't when I hear that.
Bonnie Bedelia
Civil war, now, 100 years in the future - the things that motivate human beings, they don't change emotionally.
Brian Azzarello
You know, I'd love to do a Maxim shoot. But I'm not going to do it, because that's just stupid to do.
Christy Romano
You even called me stupid in your verse, and I'm almost agreeing, for where stupidity is involved, you are quite an expert, friend.
Franz Grillparzer
I'm actually an athiest. That's kind of deep you must admit.
Thomas Edward Yorke
Atoms for Peace
I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child - which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were.
Berkeley Breathed