Cinemascope Lens Quotes & Sayings

I'm from Switzerland, so I grew up with great chocolate. — Daniel Humm

People have this idea that nature dictates a sort of 1950s sitcom version of what males and females are like. That is just not the case in the insect world. — Marlene Zuk

The Social Register is a nice address book for some people, but that's about it. — Dina Merrill

Glen Cove. [Referring to Glenn Close on a movie review television show] — Yogi Berra

The worst thing you can do to a child, and I've seen it happen so many times, is the silver spoon. — Elton John

The best path to happiness is learning to change as rapidly as life does. — Miguel Angel Ruiz

I am a fairly orthodox Christian. Every Sunday, I say and do my best to mean the whole of the Creed, which is a series of propositions. But it is still a mistake to suppose that it is assent to the propositions that makes you a believer. It is the feelings that are primary. — Francis Spufford

Any cell, tissue, or organ is capable of crying for attention, and when you give it some, the healing process begins. — Deepak Chopra

You'd have to go through at least four different hugs to get from the kitchen to the front room. Those relatives!'. — Patricia Polacco

I often pay homeless people to come round and clean my car. — Tara Palmer-Tomkinson

I was nearly 40 when I started. I had no fear that I wasn't going to write. I knew it was just delayed. Then, my goodness, I never stopped. — Jane Gardam

A truth you don't understand is more dangerous than a lie. — Mira Grant

Wisdom must yield to superstition's rules,
Who arms with bigot zeal the hand of fools. — Voltaire

She turned toward Roarke's office, then stopped in the doorway. He was at his console; captain of his ship. He'd drawn his hair back so it lay on his neck in a short, gleaming black tail. His eyes were cool, cool blue. The colour they were when his mind was fully occupied. He'd taken off his dinner jacket, his shirt was loose at the collar, the sleeves rolled up. There was something ... just something about that look that always and forever grabbed her in the gut. She could look at him for hours, and at the end of it, still marvel that he belonged to her.
"Someone wants to hurt you," she thought. "I'm not going to let them. — J.D. Robb