Paperboy Movie Quotes & Sayings

I just love working. I really enjoy the work, whatever it is. — James D'arcy

A great good is worth being long desired. — Vincent De Paul

There are a couple of reasons why I take comfort in being able to put all this in my own vernacular and present it to you. For one thing, because then I'm not completely alone with it. And for another, it gives me a sense of being in control of the craziness. Now this is a delusion, but it's MY delusion and I'm sticking with it. It's sort of like: I have problems but problems don't have me. — Carrie Fisher

Beer, it's not just for breakfast anymore. — Mike Glover

To feel these feelings at the right time, on the right occasion, towards the right people, for the right purpose and in the right manner, is to feel the best amount of them, which is the mean amount - and the best amount is of course the mark of virtue. — Aristotle.

Old age and youth cannot live together. — Christina Stead

Waiting to be hired, as an actor, especially, is soul-destroying ... There is always something you can do ... Create something, a play reading ... Anything. But don't rely on other people to come to you. Put yourself out there. — Deirdre O'Kane

It is a responsibility to be who you are and not let this sport [racing] change you and not let the good runs and success or the bad runs change you. You've got to be the same person all the time. — Trevor Bayne

You can only see in others what is inside of you. — Zig Ziglar

From the moment any of us utter our first goo-goo's and ga-ga's, we are as good as gone. At that precise instant, any possibility that It will ever arise in us is irrevocably crushed. If any proof is needed, consider how immune to strong emotion our society has grown. At your next visit to the local funeral parlor, glance at the mourners, who can more properly be defined as spectators. Notice how they smell, how well-dressed and dignified they are. This is because viewing the dead has become overwhelmingly acceptable as a social function. Yes, even the corpse is part of the festivities, lying there as the guest of honor, laid out in his best clothes, pumped full of chemicals and smeared with make-up as the patrons file by and nurse their long buried consciences with silk handkerchiefs. — Donald Jeffries