Acting in the movies is just like ditch-digging
She couldn’t help wondering if that was how one made the decision to forgive or not. If letting go hurt more than accepting someone’s mistakes.
I mean. . . who was it that said if the door is locked, find a window. If the windows locked, well. . . break it. If it won't break then find a freaking sledgehammer and make a new one.
Derek looked at Kylie and half chuckled. "The last time I saw that look from girls, there was a handwritten note on my neighbor's tree house that read 'No boys allowed. ' I'll see you. And if I get anything from my computer research, I'll let you know.
As Kylie buried her head on the camp leader's shoulder, she heard Burnett scold, "I thought I told you to wait at the camp. " Kylie felt Holiday tense at the reprimand, and then she raised her head. "And I thought you knew I don't follow anyone's orders. " "Does anyone listen to me around here?" Burnett asked, his frustration making his tone sound almost comical. "Obviously not," one of the FRU agents said, and chuckled.
What are we even doing out here?" Burnett asked, seemingly getting more frustrated the longer he considered things. "The orders were to wait until tomorrow. Why do I give orders around here if no one listens to them?
Kylie stormed into Holiday's office. She dropped down into the seat across from the desk and looked her friend and camp leader right in the eyes. "I hate boys. I'm seriously considering going lesbian. " Holiday's expression was part grin, part groan. "If it was that easy, ninety percent of the women in the world would be gay. " She made a funny little face and then asked, "So. . . boy problems?
Be kind. It's worthwhile to make an effort to learn about other people and figure out what you might have in common with them. If you allow yourself to be somewhat curious - and if you get into the habit of doing that - it's the first step to being open minded and realizing that your points of view aren't totally opposite.
People should relate to nature as birds do. Birds don't run around carefully preparing fields, planting seeds, and harvesting food. They don't create anything. . . they just receive what is there for them with a humble and grateful heart.
More data is not always the answer.
First I went to C. W. Post and I was a psychology and theater major and then I transferred to NYU's Tisch School of the Arts as a drama major.