Cantatore Obituary Quotes & Sayings

There was only one elective at my college for acting, but thank God for that elective because we had a great teacher who introduced me to the Meisner technique for acting. Once I read that book, I said, 'Wow, if I could do that and have that honest moment on stage, that would be amazing.' — Nestor Carbonell

Everyone complains about the weather, but nobody ever seems to do anything about it. — Willard Scott

Peering from some high window; at the gold of November sunset
(and feeling that if day has to become night this is a beautiful way). — E. E. Cummings

Awards, they come and go. The main thing is it's all about team. — Seimone Augustus

The beauty of my body is not measured by the size of the clothes it can fit into, but by the stories that it tells. I have a belly and hips that say, "We grew a child in here," and breasts that say, "We nourished life." My hands, with bitten nails and a writer's callus, say, "We create amazing things. — Sarah

Journalism doesn't have to be your first love ... or your only love. You can come to it in desperation, because you can't think of anything better to do with your life, that it's this or the abyss. But once you get going ... it helps if you love it. — Robert Krulwich

Dexter is modest, even self-effacing, and certainly aware of the limits of his considerable talent. But if there was a limit to what I could discover on the computer, I had not found it yet. I sat back down and went to work. — Jeff Lindsay

It's weird, marriage. It's like this license that gives a person the legal right to control their spouse / their 'other half. — Jess C. Scott

Already, he was dreaming of a refined solitude, a comfortable desert, a motionless ark in which to seek refuge from the unending deluge of human stupidity. — Joris-Karl Huysmans

To be purposeful people who can get things done, we need to be able to organize our desires, goals, time, and efforts. This is an important aspect of functioning. — Henry Cloud

The self," Blackmore writes, "is just a fleeting impression that arises with each experience and fades away again. . . . There is no inner self," she argues, "only multiple parallel processes that give rise to a benign inner delusion - a useful fiction." She argues that consciousness itself is a fiction. — Sy Montgomery

But one led to two, two led to four, four led to eight, until at the end it was about 85 a day - the doctors could not believe I was taking that much. And that was just the valium - I'm not talking about the other pills I went through. — Corey Haim