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Sternwood Place Quotes By Kenneth Anger

Some very famous directors have started in the mail room, which is just getting inside the studio, getting to know people, getting to know the routine. — Kenneth Anger

Sternwood Place Quotes By Francisco Costa

Rio was a period of my life, and then, poof, I'm gone. I was very young living here, just kind of floating. New York was a foundation for everything I do today. Rio was the bridge. — Francisco Costa

Sternwood Place Quotes By Whitey Ford

I never threw the spitter, well maybe once or twice when I really needed to get a guy out real bad. — Whitey Ford

Sternwood Place Quotes By Michael Jackson

When you want to be close to me, listen to the music. The love is stored there and will not die. — Michael Jackson

Sternwood Place Quotes By Donald Miller

Maybe life isn't meaningless ... Maybe just YOUR life is meaningless — Donald Miller

Sternwood Place Quotes By Raymond Chandler

The main hallway of the Sternwood place was two stories high. Over the entrance doors, which would have let in a troop of Indian elephants, there was a broad stained-glass panel showing a knight in dark armor rescuing a lady who was tied to a tree and didn't have any clothes on but some very long and convenient hair. The knight had pushed the vizor of his helmet back to be sociable, and he was fiddling with the knots on the ropes that tied the lady to the tree and not getting anywhere. I stood there and thought that if I lived in the house, I would sooner or later have to climb up there and help him. He didn't seem to be really trying. — Raymond Chandler

Sternwood Place Quotes By Pierce Brown

They can't stop the signal. — Pierce Brown

Sternwood Place Quotes By Raymond Chandler

I didn't mind what she called me, what anybody called me. But this was the room I had to live in. It was all I had in the way of a home. In it was everything that was mine, that had any association for me, any past, anything that took the place of a family. Not much: a few books, pictures, radio, chessmen, old letters, stuff like that. Nothing. Such as they were, they had all my memories. — Raymond Chandler