Starina Lenny Quotes & Sayings

I love it, to have the same crew. I'm not married. I don't have children. My 17-year-old dog died. I'm kind of on my own. So I really like having the same camera guy for four years. I love looking around and seeing the hair and makeup people who have been there from the beginning. — Julianne Moore

She's the stuff that lava is made of, not rain. — Anna Camilleri

My parents were very active in the Civil Rights Movement. My father was a Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) worker; my mother was a secretary with the Panthers. — Yaya DaCosta

I remembered a mantra that one of my teachers used to tell me at drama school, that every thought will pass across your face. Even if you're thinking about Shreddies the camera will read it. — Ruth Wilson

She thinks he's not an animal like Barrons. That he's more civilized. She right, he is more polished. But it only makes him more dangerous. With Barrons you expect to get fucked up royally. With Ryodan you don't see it coming. — Karen Marie Moning

The rain pelts the world on pause — Tanja Kobasic

DIGNITY OF LABOR indicates that all types of jobs are respected equally. — Sunday Adelaja

The only person for whom the house was in any way special was Arthur Dent, and that was only because it happened to be the one he lived in. — Douglas Adams

I chose to have a career, and I enjoyed it while I had it. — Nancy Reagan

I used to live on a reserve, but I went back and forth between my reserve and Ottawa where my father lived, so I kind of had a double life growing up. — Kaniehtiio Horn

Maybe that is the price of loving someone: you lose your grasp of where they ended and you began. — Scott Westerfeld

Cadillacs are down at the end of the bat. — Ralph Kiner

I tend to read more nonfiction, really, because when I'm writing I don't like to read other fiction. — Irvine Welsh

Metaphors and Similes are the beginning of the democratic system of envy. — Giannina Braschi

I do, said Robin in a ringing voice, looking straight into the eyes, not of her stony-faced new husband, but of the battered and bloodied man who had just sent her flowers crashing to the floor. — Robert Galbraith