Loebsack Brownlee Quotes & Sayings

I will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oyster; but I'll take my oath on it, till he have made an oyster of me he shall never make me such a fool. — William Shakespeare

I need to do a concert to celebrate David Bowie's electronic music. And in so doing, I'm not taking a step back, I'm taking a step forward and presenting it in its entirety so people can understand this type of visionary. — Carlos Alomar

I should have been afraid, walking through a mountainside in the dark by myself. Instead I felt safe, surrounded by the songs of birds, engulfed by the scents of sweet moss and pine, and cocooned in a mist that contained a little bit of magic. — Cecelia Ahern

I don't believe consciousness is generated in the brain any more than television programs are made inside my TV. The box is too small. — Terence McKenna

I already shot my wad on the Protestants! — Gene Siskel

One falls to the ground in trying to sit on two stools. — Francois Rabelais

I wake up every morning feeling lucky - which is driven by fear, no doubt, since I know it could all go away. — Natasha Richardson

I love romance. It goes back to the films I watched as a kid. — Ewan McGregor

A lot of times the best trailers are for complete dogshit movies. It's a shame that people are beyond quick to judge things these days. Lots of great stuff gets lost that way. — Rob Zombie

After seeing 'Big,' I wanted an elevator that opened directly into my apartment, just like Tom Hanks did. — Macaulay Culkin

Successive bursts of static came through the headphones, against a background of deep, low-pitched murmuring, which seemed to me the very voice of the planet itself. — Stanislaw Lem

I just I don't feel challenged by acting anymore. I don't enjoy the process anymore. — Joaquin Phoenix

my muscles are rigid with the tension of holding myself together. the pain over my heart returns, and from it i imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. through my torso, down my arms and legs, over my face, leaving it crisscrossed with cracks. — Suzanne Collins