Brandon Flowers Quotes
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But what you realise after you've been in the business for a while is that people develop opinions about you that don't have anything to do with your music, they like or dislike you for a million reasons, they like or dislike you for your last record.
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I made a lot of movies that people loved when I was a kid, but I didn't have any real relationship to them.
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I don't really write for an audience. I just write what the subject seems to me to require.
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I never saw film stars at home. We had no maid, no cook, no swimming pool.
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He was short on the one attribute certain to meet the immediate respect of the rich - i.e. being rich - and must therefore obtrude deterrents against being buggered about.
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Hello from above our magnificent planet Earth.
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I had the acting bug from a very early age.
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I used to want to be the quickest, loudest, and sharpest. I think as time has gone on, I've gotten more relaxed.
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We are regarded as a Third World country with First World living conditions.
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Women have to air it out, hold on to it, work on it.
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People have seen me at my best, but I don't think most of them know everything that it took to get me to where I am today.
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I'll do humor about myself, I'll poke fun and everything, but that's me and I can do it to me. I think it's cruel to do it to somebody else.
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When I come to be united to thee with all my being, then there will be no more pain and toil for me, and my life shall be a real life, being wholly filled by thee.
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In keeping with Miramax tradition, I was instructed to find the 'hottest young stars around' to cast in the movie. I got a list of two names: Michelle Monaghan and Casey Affleck. I was lucky enough to get them both.
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And it makes you wonder—how can a people incapable of selecting their own lightbulbs and toilets possess enough competence to vote for their own rulers and fill out complicated tax returns?
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I wear a lot of boyish stuff, but I prefer to throw a fur coat on top just for the hell of it.
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, O’er a plan to venge myself upon that cursed Thursday Next- This Eyre affair, so surprising, gives my soul such loath despising, Here I plot my temper rising, rising from my jail of text. “Get me out!” I said, advising, “Pluck me from this jail of text- or I swear I’ll wring your neck!
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Virtue, my pet, is an abstract idea, varying in its manifestations with the surroundings. Virtue in Provence, in Constantinople, in London, and in Paris bears very different fruit, but is none the less virtue.
