Ogromne Cyce Quotes & Sayings

So my attorneys brought litigation in the U.S. federal courts. The judge ruled in our favor. — Jeremy Rifkin

In voiceover, you have to restrain yourself when you're acting in the sound booth in front of the microphone. If you lean left or you lean right, you're going to lose the voice. Yet you yourself become animated when you're doing the part. So you'll see a lot of flailing arms, but a very still face. — Brendan Dooling

And clung more closely to the dear human love, from which our Father never means us to be weaned, but through which He draws us closer to Himself. — Louisa May Alcott

There is nothing foolish about hope. — N.K. Jemisin

They wanted me to do Scream 2, and I hate talking about movies I turned down, because it sounds judgmental. There's nothing wrong with horror movies. I enjoy watching them. The main reason I turn a part down is if I think I won't be good. — Casey Affleck

One can find women who have never had one love affair, but it is rare indeed to find any who have had only one. — Francois De La Rochefoucauld

We can't hide it or fake it. We'll never fit society's idea for how women should look and behave, but why is that a tragedy? We're free to live how we want. It's liberating, if you choose to see it that way. — Sarai Walker

Peter Parker has superpowers, but he still has trouble making rent every month. I identify with that in a way that I don't with, like, Superman, for instance. He's just less interesting because he's too perfect. — Timothy Miller

Instead of thinking in terms of chords, I think of voice-leading; that is, melody line and bass line, and where the bass line goes. If you do that, you'll have the right chord. [These voices] will give you some alternatives, and you can play those different alternatives to hear which one suits your ear ... Keep the bass line moving so you don't stay in one spot: if you have an interesting bass line and you roll it against the melody, the chords are going to come out right. — Paul Simon

The first time I met Crenshaw was about three years ago, right after first grade ended. It was early evening, and my family and I had parked at a rest stop off a highway. I was lying on the grass near a picnic table, gazing up at the stars blinking to life. I heard a noise, a wheels-on-gravel skateboard sound. I sat up on my elbows. Sure enough, a skater on a board was threading his way through the parking lot. I could see right away that he was an unusual guy. He was a black and white kitten. A big one, taller than me. His eyes were the sparkly color of morning grass. He was wearing a black and orange San Francisco Giants baseball cap. He hopped off his board and headed my way. He was standing on two legs just like a human. "Meow," he said. "Meow," I said back, because it seemed polite. — Katherine Applegate

We should each be a carrier of the Kingdom — Sunday Adelaja

As fiction writers, we are entertainers. — Bob Mayer