Leatherfaces Chainsaw Quotes & Sayings

I love the theatre. It's a perfect life for an actor: you can do a couple of movies and then go and do a play, and then go back and do another movie. It's a nice way to live your life. — Alfred Molina

The prospect of sitting across the table from Caleb Halliday, knowing he thought she was a trollop, was patently unappealing. Besides, one had to take a personality as strong as Caleb's in small, measured doses. Like castor oil. — Linda Lael Miller

People may think of Southern humor in terms of missing teeth and outhouse accidents, but the best of it is a rich vein running through the best of Southern literature. — Roy Blount Jr.

Climate change threatens every man, woman and child. — Edward Davey

True love and a mean spirit cannot coexist in a relationship. They are two opposing forces. Someone who is consistently and/or intentionally mean, in my opinion, is not able to accept or give unconditional love. — Michelle Brownlow

I'm not doing no more 'Flavor of Loves.' I'm trying to grow. I don't want to stay on the same page. You can't stay on the same page in order to get to the next chap. — Flavor Flav

When we come to the place of impossibilities, it is the grandest place for us to see the possibilities of God. — Smith Wigglesworth

I'm not sitting back here with another dude while there are two perfectly doable females in the car. — Nicki Elson

I'm always most comfortable in the studio. It's my comfort zone. I love being there, and I love making records. — Nayvadius Cash

Tapes, as we all know, are very powerful evidence. Tapes that are altered are powerfully misleading. — Brendan Sullivan

I have been to the world's end and back and now I know what I would put in my bottom drawer. I would put my sisters. — Kate Atkinson

To an onlooker, his face would be unreadable, but to me I know that look. His thoughts roll around his head like a frantic ball as he considers each excuse he'll give me. At this moment I wish I were the onlooker, a stranger, I know he can't quit for good, not yet. He's searching for the perfect sentence, the perfect touch to bid time until I'm safely sucked into his trap. When he reaches me, he doesn't ask for permission, he pulls me into a hug, wrapping his arms around my back and pulling me into his chest. He's willing me to forget - to forgive because somewhere deep down, he knows this time I won't. — Brittany Butler