Viv Quotes & Sayings

The name of the show was 'The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air,' not 'Philip and Viv of Bel-Air.' If you didn't want to walk away from the best job in the world over a petty issue, you accepted the way it was. — James Avery

He tasted like white wine and pine needles. He tasted like two years of waiting. I wanted to breathe for him, I wanted to swallow him whole. I ached with a sudden, pulsing need, an overwhelming desire I'd never felt before. — Viv Daniels

Fuck hope and all the tiny little towns, one-horse towns, the one-stoplight towns, three-bars country-music jukebox-magic parquet-towns, pressure-cooker pot-roast frozen-peas bad-coffee married-heterosexual towns, crying-kids-in-the-Oldsmobile-beat-your-kid-in the-Thriftway-aisles towns, one-bank one-service-station Greyhound-Bus-stop-at-the-Pepsi-Cafe towns, two-television towns, Miracle Mile towns, Viv's Double Wide Beauty Salon towns, schizophrenic-mother towns, buy-yourself-a-handgun towns, sister-suicide towns, only-Injun's-a-dead-Injun towns, Catholic-Protestant-Mormon-Baptist religious-right five-churches Republican-trickle-down-to-poverty family-values sexual-abuse pro-life creation-theory NRA towns, nervous-mother rodeo-clown-father those little-town-blues towns. — Tom Spanbauer

I wanted to tell him how much I loved him right now, but it didn't feel like the right time. This moment was about him and Brooklyn. Kane was haunted by his past. I'd never known what it meant to love someone so much that healing their pain was just as cathartic as healing your own. But right now, I felt light and free and hopeful. Kane was getting the chance he deserved. - Viv — Brenda Rothert

It doesn't matter why I want to leave. You're the reason I want to stay. — Emily Hainsworth

I think he is marvellous. I think he will fit in whatever category of Cricket that has been played or will be played, from the first ball that has ever been bowled to the last ball that's going to be. He can play in any era and at any level. I would say he's 99.5% perfect. — Viv Richards

Viktor was swinging a leather duffle and wearing a black Adidas tracksuit and his favorite brown UGG slippers with a hole in the toe.
"Worn and old, just like Viv," he'd say when Frankie made fun of them, and then his wife would swat him on the arm. But Frankie knew he was just joking, because Viveka was the type of woman you wished was in a magazine just so you could stare at her violet-colored eyes and shiny black hair without being called a stalker or a freak. — Lisi Harrison

Viv, I just made you wild-caught Alaskan salmon baked with mango chutney, on a bed of garlic red potatoes and arugula. While talking about an Audrey Hepburn movie. I think you are maybe falling in love with me. — Emery Lord

herself into the darkest corner and lay her head against the inner cushion as she unscrewed the vodka. This was going to be a long night, — Viv Daniels

I love watching Virat Kohli bat. I love his aggression and serious passion that I used to have. He reminds me of myself, — Viv Richards

The articles were extremely eye-opening. Not just in Teen Vogue but in Seventeen and CosmoGirl as well. They were all about being yourself, staying natural, loving your body as is, and going green! The messages were the exact opposite of Vik and Viv's.
Hmmmmm.
Frankie turned to face the full-length mirror that was up against the yellow wardrobe. She opened her robe and examined her body. Fit, muscular, and exquisitely proportioned, she agreed with the magazines. So what if her skin was mint? Or her limbs were attached with seams? According to the magazines, which were - no offense! - way more in touch with the times than her parents were, she was suppose to love her body just the way it was. And she did! Therefor if the normies read magazines (which obviously they did, because they were in them), then they would love her, too. Natural was in.
Besides she was Daddy's perfect little girl. And who didn't love perfect? — Lisi Harrison

I'm being uprooted," Dino said. "You're being transplanted," Viv replied, "and to a better home. — Stuart Woods

Who needs them when we have each other? — Emily Hainsworth

Pretty enough to make Henley the Huntsman want to save me ... but not too pretty, because too pretty is what sets my stepmother off. And she wants me gone - she wanted me gone years ago."
Viv twisted restlessly. "I don't know what she's waiting for. Waiting to make him hate me, I guess. Make him loyal to her so he'll cut my heart out when she asks him to ... And then if Henley doesn't kill me, there's the matter of being pretty enough to attract some necrophiliac playboy. Someday my prince will come - and be enamored of my lifeless body. There's some happily-ever-after for you. — Sarah Cross

After all these years, my heart still wants you. It still misses you. it still aches for you. I can't control what my heart wants, I could just deny it of it ... Love, Viv — Eveli Acosta

I think about you all the time. Where you are, what you're doing, why I'm not with you. I go to Verde on Sundays because two days without seeing you is two days too long. — Viv Daniels

All his ghosts, though, were gone. Except the boy. The boy cocked his head at Joe, as if surprised he was coming closer. Joe said, "You're me?" The boy seemed confused by the question. Because he wasn't the boy anymore. He was Vivian Ignatius Brennan. Saint Viv. The Gatekeeper. The Undertaker. "There were just too many mistakes," Saint Viv said kindly. "Too late to go back and fix them all. Too late." Joe didn't even see the gun in his hand until Vivian fired the bullet into his heart. Didn't make much noise, just a soft pop. The impact swept Joe's legs out from under him, and he fell in the street. He put one hand to the cobblestone and tried to stand, but his heels wouldn't grip the stone. Blood left the hole in the center of his chest and spilled onto his lap. His lungs whistled through the hole. The getaway car pulled up behind Vivian and a woman screamed hopelessly from somewhere close by. Tomas, if you're seeing this, for Christ's — Dennis Lehane

crew like garbage, when they aren't pretending we're their whores. The best day was when that cokehead — Viv Daniels

Liar,' he said in disgust. 'You're still playing doctors and nurses with the guy you screwed Charlie over with.' Her mouth fell open. 'Don't worry, I won't tell my brother. He's got enough to deal with.'
'I would never have an affair.'
'See here's where you and I part ways on our definition of fidelity,' he said. 'I think tonsil hockey with another man is off the agenda for a married woman. Call me old-fashioned.'
Her fury was unexpected. 'Who started that rumor...who!'
'What are you talking about? You admitted it. — Karina Bliss

Viv had this kind of stage presence where you couldn't ignore it. He walked onstage, he looked dangerous. You just didn't know what he was going to do. — Neil Innes

Viv Anderson has pissed a fatness test. — John Helm

It freaks me out they're sort of involved, and yet, one day, Viv's stepmom is going to order Henley to kill Viv."
"Tell me about it." Blue switched to an exaggerated shrewish voice. "By the way, garden boy, when you'e done trimming the hedges, could you cut out my daughter's heart and bring it to me so I can eat it? That's a lot to ask of someone you're paying minimum wage. — Sarah Cross

He shut off the mower when he saw them - and scowled.
Mira hoped that wasn't Viv. But on the bright side: someone else was unhappy to see Blue and Freddie. The world was already making more sense. — Sarah Cross

I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn't exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It's beautiful and doomed. — Viv Albertine

When Viv Richards retired I thought it was end of entertainment. But then came Sehwag,the King of entertainment! — Rameez Raja

I'm a very truthful person, but if the greater good is best served by a lie then I'll tell it. — Karina Bliss

I used to help Viv with the chords and melodies sometimes. — Neil Innes

Virat Kohli is an ODI batting legend — Viv Richards

Win or lose, the crows always laughed
the hard, old jaded laughter that came of looking at the world with a black and practiced eye. From the less skillful the laugh might have hinted of despair, or silliness, like the magpies', but the crows were masters of the wry outlook, and Viv never heard them but what she followed their expert lead and laughed along
they knew the secret of black, that it could not be made blacker, and if neither could it be made lighter, it could still be made funnier. — Ken Kesey

I'm starting to think it was a mistake to introduce you to the whole gang," he said.
Rafe was still hitting on Layla; Layla was fighting with him, insisting that fairies didn't turn good people into monsters, they just exposed the monstrousness that was already there; and Freddie was doing his best to play peacemaker, or etiquette coach from 1850, or whatever he thought he was doing. Henley was watching the group from outside, leaning against the window, smoking a cigarette. Viv was sawing into an apple tart with a masochistic grin on her face.
"No wonder you're such a freak," Mira said finally. — Sarah Cross

Viv closed her eyes, sick with regret. "Why do you act like no one ever loved you? I loved you."
For a second Regina's fingers were softer, almost caressing, at the nape of Viv's neck. "Hmm. Maybe you did. But it's funny ... how we want love from certain people, and if we don't get it from them, it'll never be enough coming from someone else. — Sarah Cross

Bullshit," says Viv. "Did you have your eyes open the other night in the pub? Mabe, I've never, ever seen him so happy and the way he was looking at you made even me melt. He's in love with you."
"No, he isn't."
"Yes, he is. It's just unfortunate that he's a fuckwit as well. — Lily Morton

Day after day, night after night, study session after study session, we exchanged emails, we talked about our project, we read and worked and researched together, and there were times that I wanted him so much, I worried if he so much as touched my hand, I'd split right open and spill my soul all over the floor. — Viv Daniels

Jonah: Viv. Why is that? All the you-were-heres?
Viv: Because it's all so fleeting, isn't it? The ocean existed so long, and some animals. Isn't that crazy? My dress collection will love longer than I ever will. I'm just looking for some kind of permanence, so my mark will linger onthe world once I'm gone, in the places where I found joy. Does that make any sense? — Emery Lord

You are a fucking hoot, Fred. I'm officially making you my new best friend. It's quite an honoured and sought after position, I'll have you know. So far I have a grand total of four friends in Dublin. You've currently just snagged yourself the top spot."
"Oh stop, Viv, I'm welling up, here," I reply drily. — L. H. Cosway

We must primarily become seekers of God instead of founders of works, for work will not sustain us through the traumas of incarnation. — Viv Grigg

doing my job. I swore I'd never go back home to my parents and their crazy fundamentalist ranch in the desert, — Viv Daniels

In many ways, Viv and I were the only ones who were really songwriters. — Neil Innes

It stank, so they'd all moved into the lounge and called — Viv Daniels

Presence' is actually very important in international sport. It is one thing just being there in the middle, but it is another making people aware of your 'presence'. It is about body language and radiating confidence, something that the West Indian batting legend Viv Richards would personify. — Sachin Tendulkar

What's that?"
"It's brownies. You know, the frosted kind. The ones that fulfill every chocolate fantasy. Unless you don't like chocolate. But of course you do. Everyone likes chocolate. Wait, do you like chocolate? Oh, and nuts? Do you like nuts?"
His scowl deepened as he glanced from side to side to see if anyone was within earshot. "I like nuts. Unless they're attached to a dude. - Viv and Kane — Brenda Rothert

But mostly, I wrote songs and Viv wrote songs. — Neil Innes

It was a silly idea. Homemade brownies for the bouncer who'd pulled Eric off of me? It was all I could think of to thank him, because I was pretty sure Hallmark didn't have a 'thanks for saving me from sexual assault' section of greeting cards. - Viv — Brenda Rothert

Here's the truth, unvarnished and inalienable: I wanted him. I'd always wanted him. I could pretend otherwise, I could walk away, I could avoid him for two years, but it didn't change a thing. Dylan was mine. First, last, and always. — Viv Daniels

Sylvia wanted me to resent Hannah because she was dating Dylan. She wanted me to be jealous of her because Hannah had the affection and attention of the only guy I'd ever really liked. Sylvia had no freakin' clue. I couldn't allow myself to begin hating Hannah Swift. If I started down that path, I'd never, ever stop. — Viv Daniels