Aislynn Blair Quotes & Sayings

I noticed that I got a better space in the line in Starbucks when I had my tattoo. People associate tattoos with a certain edge. Then I open my mouth, and something completely different comes out. — Wentworth Miller

Why are empirical questions about how the mind works so weighted down with political and moral and emotional baggage? — Steven Pinker

To love someone so deeply means also that it will hurt a thousand times more when he disappoints or leaves you — J.A. Redmerski

If you plagiarize others' techniques, you steal their emotions and tell your spectators a lie with your work. Works as such equal zero. — Wu Guanzhong

I'm a straight lady, the best in Hollywood. There is an art to playing the straight role. You must build up your man, but never top him, never steal the laughs. — Margaret Dumont

I am not against Botox, and I would never judge anyone else for getting any kind of surgical or non surgical procedure, but I think when you're young there are other ways you can look after your skin ... Botox just wasn't necessary for me at this age. — Kim Kardashian

I would marry TiVo if President Bush would allow it. — Kevin Weisman

When he unleashes on her everything falls together. Like a crick in the neck snapped into place, the boy's brain pops and is put right. It is a beautiful undoing, a beautiful becoming. He doesn't stop to think about it when the punches follow her down to the ground. He doesn't stop to notice when she goes still or when the pool of blood under her head pillows out into a great, liquid heart. He doesn't stop until he's pulled off her and he doesn't start to think again until that night, when he's back at home. For hours and hours his brain stays beautifully popped into place. — Carolyn Lee Adams

I think women are concerned too much with their clothes. Men don't really care that much about women's clothes. If they like a girl, chances are they'll like her clothes. — Hedy Lamarr

He looked very old. He looked, James thought, getting his head now against the Lighthouse, now against the waste of waters running away into the open, like some old stone lying on the sand; he looked as if he had become physically what was always at the back of both of their minds - that loneliness which was for both of them the truth about things. — Virginia Woolf