Winnies Willy Quotes & Sayings

I don't like to be challenged in the way that often happens, where somebody writes something and then you, as an actor, are expected to really make it up in your imagination. That's not really an ideal way of working. — Hugh Dancy

It's very important to me to love what I do. It was important to me to find a career that I truly enjoy. You can find something that sort of excites you, that's half the battle of life. — Adam Brody

Why on earth would you buy a car like this if you can't drive a stick? There are dozens of cars
new cars
that have automatic transmission. It'd be a million times easier."
Adrian shrugged. "I like the color. It matches my living room. — Richelle Mead

I was a glaring blot on the perfection. But I didn't care: I didn't feel I owed him beauty. — Naomi Novik

Not to be loved is a misfortune, but it is an insult to be loved no longer. — Charles De Secondat

F a physician of high standing, and one's own husband, assures friends and relatives that there is really nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression - a slight hysterical tendency - what is one to do? ...
So I take phosphates or phosphites - whichever it is, and tonics, and journeys, and air, and exercise, and am absolutely forbidden to "work" until I am well again.
Personally, I disagree with their ideas ... — Charlotte Perkins Gilman

Doing what has never been done before is intellectually seductive, whether or not we deem it practical. — Neil DeGrasse Tyson

Particularly at the moment, it's an incredibly optimistic thing to bring children into the world. — Cate Blanchett

Sally wasn't crying about their dead mother or her cancer. She was crying because her husband, Alfonso, had left her after twenty years for a young woman. It seemed a brutal thing to do, just after her mastectomy. She was devastated, but no, she wouldn't ever divorce him, even though the woman was pregnant and he wanted to marry her.

"They can just wait until I die. I'll be dead soon, probably next year..." Sally wept but the ocean drowned out the sound. — Lucia Berlin