Deodato 2 Quotes & Sayings

I always knew I wanted to act, but my parents neverencouraged me. If I was talentless, they didn't want me to be heartbroken. — Gwyneth Paltrow

Lying across his chest was a curious weapon, a shotgun with the barrel sawed off a foot in front of the triggers. It was clear that this had been fired at close range and that he had received the whole charge in the face, blowing his head almost to pieces. The triggers had been wired together, so as to make the simultaneous discharge more destructive. — Arthur Conan Doyle

My dad's a musician, and he taught me how to play when I was three, I think, so I've been playing ever since. It's something I've always done. And when you're really young, and you play music for people, people get really excited, so you get this inner sense that you are good at it, even though I've always been really not good at it. — Bob Schneider

Mother love has been much maligned. An over mothered boy may go through life expecting each new woman to love him the way his mother did. Her love may make any other love seem inadequate. But an unloved boy would be even more likely to idealize love. I don't think it's possible for a mother or father to love a child too much. — Frank Pittman

I don't think anyone's pushing for spending limits in the campaign. — Craig Benson

Peace does not appear so distant as it did. I hope it will come soon, and come to stay; and so come as to be worth the keeping in all future time. — Abraham Lincoln

I am so happy that every generation still tunes into most of the classic and cult films I was lucky to be a part of. — P. J. Soles

Do you know what Christianity is? We believe your religion [Judaism], but you [Jews] have to obey. — Ann Coulter

I'm thinking the reason I've been so quiet all those years is only because Brian wasn't around yet for me to tell everything to. — Jandy Nelson

I've always seen myself as the person listening to alternative music and all that - generic indie person. I always tried to be the least pretty I could be. — Jenny Hval

It was what should have been a bright summer day, but the smoke
from the burning world filled the sky, through which the sun shone
murkily, a dull and lifeless orb, blood-red and ominous. — Jack London