Bellemente Quotes & Sayings

(B)ut a second can split in a million different directions ... — Neal Shusterman

What has reality shows got to do with reality? It is beyond unreality; there is nothing real about it. — Morley Safer

I'm not exactly in a position where I get to be super-picky about the roles I get. But I would also never want to be a part of something that I think is poor in taste or doesn't align with what I believe in. — Tavi Gevinson

Hitler was an avid reader, a passion that stayed with him through all the phases of his career. — Volker Ullrich

I don't think you can ever do your best. Doing your best is a process of trying to do your best. — Townes Van Zandt

Anyone with talent can play in the Major Leagues; for someone like me to stay around as long as I did, I think that's a much greater acheivement. — Bob Uecker

Electricity is but yet a new agent for the arts and manufactures, and, doubtless, generations unborn will regard with interest this century, in which it has been first applied to the wants of mankind. — Alfred Smee

I will forever and always identify with Scarborough - no matter where I move. — Lilly Singh

Nobody is fully alive who cannot apply to art as much discrimination and appreciation as he applies to the work by which he earns his living. — Brooks Atkinson

People are messy; therefore, relationships will be messy. Don't be surprised by messiness. — Timothy Keller

Isn't it amazing how celebrity status preempts even the most ingrained hatreds? — Camryn Manheim

For prayer is request. The essence of request, as distinct from compulsion, is that it may or may not be granted. — C.S. Lewis

When I was young, I colored in the line drawings in vintage editions of the Oz books that had been handed down through generations in my family. This was a bad thing to do. — Andrew Rosenthal

I started off as a graffiti artist in the South Bronx. My tag name was 'Loco' because I would go crazy and tag anywhere I wanted, in the weirdest places. — Swizz Beatz

South Carolina is in the spring a paradise, in the summer a hell, and in the autumn a hospital. — Eliza Lucas