Perisphere Quotes & Sayings

When we get jealous, we tell stories to ourselves about other people. Jealousy makes you look for intensity rather than accuracy. — Parul Sehgal

We made it known that we were trying to show the reality of France. People think of Paris as the city of love or the city of light, but where you got love you got hate, where you got light you got darkness. — Mathieu Kassovitz

Cooper looked at the house and tried to fix it in his mind like a painting that would never leave him. But its beauty was so think and so real that it could never be just a painting — Gary D. Schmidt

It's not about the way you look
It's not about your face
It's all about the way you think
It's all about your grace
You're love is like a power chase
You're like an oak tree growing in a flower vase — Mac Lethal

In life we often look to others for simple, but difficult answers, despite the fact that we have those answers ourselves. — James Frey

I've never been on a show that's run for more than a season. — Sarah Paulson

She was a wonder junkie. In her mind, she was a hill tribesman standing slack-jawed before the real Ishtar Gate of ancient Babylon; Dorothy catching her first glimpse of the vaulted spires of the Emerald City of Oz; a small boy from darkest Brooklyn plunked down in the Corridor of Nations of the 1939 World's Fair, the Trylon and Perisphere beckoning in the distance; she was Pocahontas sailing up the Thames estuary with London spread out before her from horizon to horizon. been voyaging between the stars when the ancestors of humans were still brachiating from branch to branch in the dappled sunlight of the forest canopy. Drumlin, like many others she had known over the years, had called her an incurable romantic; and she found herself wondering again why so many people thought it some embarrassing disability. Her romanticism had been a driving force in her life and a fount of delights. Advocate and practitioner of romance, she was off to see the Wizard. — Carl Sagan

The greater the power, the more terrible its responsibility. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky