Boubaker El Quotes & Sayings

Writing a column, a weekly column for the New York Times, is really tough, and I wasn't prepared for the demands that that involved. — David Plotz

My parents were not affluent people and were not - didn't come from the extremities of education. My mother had a high school diploma. I often think I so wish she'd come out of the hills in Appalachia and been able to go on to college. I think she would have made a wonderful teacher. — Dwight Yoakam

I didn't cross the line, you drew it in after I traversed it. — Russell Brand

It was too wet to see the sun go down, too grey to see the moon come up. — George R R Martin

It's mathematically impossible to reach infinity. Every step toward it gets us no closer. In the end, all we've done is move farther from where we bagan. — Shannon Lee Alexander

On my first day shooting '13 Going on 30,' Jennifer Garner had yellow tulips sent to my trailer. I'll never forget them. — Christa B. Allen

All of my high school male teachers were WWII and/or Korean War veterans. They taught my brothers and me the value of service to our country and reinforced what our dad had shown us about the meaning of service. — Oliver North

My prayer regimen is a small act of surrender, a practical way to deliberately pull my gaze from myself to my Savior - a lesson I learned years earlier on long car rides to news assignments but have now begun to put into daily practice. Eyes cannot look in two different directions. I want mine on Jesus - not on yesterday's failures or successes, not on today's agenda, and definitely not on the world's scorecards. — Jennifer Dukes Lee

Though I soon became typecast in Hollywood as a gangster and hoodlum, I was originally a dancer, an Irish hoofer, trained in vaudeville tap dance. I always leapt at the opportunity to dance in films later on. — James Cagney

Until my product is in the customer's hands, communication is my deliverable. — Andy Crowe

The painting showed a hairless, oppressed creature with a head like an inverted pear, its hands clapped in horror to its ears, its mouth open in a vast, soundless scream. Twisted ripples of the creature's torment, echoes of its cry, flooded out into the air surrounding it; the man or woman, whichever it was, had become contained by its own howl. It had covered its ears against its own sound. The creature stood on a bridge and no one else was present; the creature screamed in isolation. Cut off by - or despite - its outcry. — Philip K. Dick