Trurants Quotes & Sayings

I really want to interview Larry David. — Chelsea Peretti

How can she stand up there so tall as she's telling us how her mother beat her and her father molested her when she was a little girl? How is it possible for her to look so proud? How is she not being consumed by shame? She should be disintegrating before our eyes. She should be struck by lightning, and God's big, angry, booming voice should be shaking the room with "How dare you? I told you never to tell." But that's not her God, she says. Her God is loving and kind and wants what's best for her. Her God loves peace and serenity and forgiveness. Her God doesn't make her keep secrets. I thought I knew God all my life, but maybe it was some other guy the whole time. I want this God. I want Val's God. I want a God who doesn't make me jump through hoops and hate myself to earn his love. — Amy Reed

I feel life is to be lived. You want to spend your time doing things and being with friends and all that. — Greg Fitzsimmons

I don't think there are many kids who sit around and want to be actors. I don't think there are many kids who want to sit around and want to be senators. But so many of us want to be athletes, so we're envious of them and we put them up on that pedestal. — Frank Deford

I like people with big talents and small neuroses - not always an easy combination to find. I've discovered that if the neurosis is too big, it diminishes the talent and you wind up working too hard for what you get. — Mel Brooks

I think it's a mistake to ever look for hope outside of one's self. — Arthur Miller

Stop thinking ... Start doing. Think less ... Do more. Do the thing ... And you will know the way. — Hal Elrod

Women, they don't know what they're missing when it comes when it comes to the courageous comedy of the Three Stooges."
"Yes, yes, we do know what we're missing. We miss it on purpose."
Conversation between Flynn and Mallory in The Key of Light — Nora Roberts

Kuwei gave an affronted sniff and lowered himself onto the floor of the sickboat. He folded his arms neatly over his chest.
"No," said Kaz. "No. The bodymen don't bother to arrange them."
Kuwei let his hands flop to his sides. — Leigh Bardugo