Booktopia Quotes & Sayings

I used to drive up from theatre in Michigan to Stratford, Ontario to watch every show. I idolized the actors from Stratford. I was very influenced by them because they would come down and work at my theatre and get time on their American Equity union cards. — Robert Englund

I did 'Celebrity' by Woody Allen. I did 'The Gingerbread Man' with Robert Altman. These were big talents. — Kenneth Branagh

Animals are thinking, feeling creatures. They're sensitive. — Loretta Swit

Brands must have a point of view on that purposeful engagement, whether it's directed towards the environment, poverty, water as a resource or causes such as breast cancer or education. Merely declaring your commitment to a category or cause will not be enough the distinguish your brand sufficiently to see a return on these well-intended efforts. — Simon Mainwaring

Judd gave the others hope," Aden said quietly. "You make them believe in that hope. — Nalini Singh

American housewives have not had their brains shot away, nor are they schizophrenic in the clinical sense. But if ... the fundamental human drive is not the urge for pleasure or the satisfaction of biological needs, but the need to grow and to realize one's full potential, their comfortable, empty, purposeless days are indeed cause for a nameless terror. — Betty Friedan

For why war? Nada ne hurt, sister ne hurt, for why you make vesna sore? For why! — Poppet

What is rank if not protection from the consequences which fall upon common men? — A.H. Septimius

Mike Dukakis? He's the salt of the earth. — Joe Biden

When I was younger, I was actually looking forward to getting older, to have more insight, more understanding. — Cate Blanchett

I don't hold it against the men who beat me because undoubtedly there are some ruffians of every nationality and the English are not exceptions. — Oswald Pohl

There's no such thing as the very best. If you're doing your best, it's only because you haven't yet found a way to do better. — Ron Kaufman

Today I seen a dove collide into the sunset, on the way to heaven and a ruined raven chewing on death, over the pavement. — Anthony Liccione