Know you food, know your farmers, and know your kitchen.
Onstage I've been hit by a grapefruit, beercans, eggs, spit, money, cigarette butts, Mandies, Quaaludes, joints, bras, panties, and a fist.
My parents wanted to light my artistic candle. But over time, the definition of 'the arts' began to stretch. And as I got older, they suddenly realized, Oh, my God, we're the parents of Iggy Pop.
If I had to depend on what I actually get from sales, I'd be tending bar between sets.
Sex may be a little more factual than love. You know whether it's good or bad. You know whether you liked it or not. You're not going to change your mind about it ten years later.
You know what I think you get scared of more - especially me, after touring for so long and being in bands for so long - you start to associate certain behavior with the music. It's like people associate having a cigarette with having a cup of coffee, or lunch.
What do you do with a lifetime of work? Face it in the morning.
Divine service, being the high contemplation of the mind, is at the same time, and pre-eminently, the peace, the sweetness and blessedness of the heart.
Don't just learn one thing; learn everything about whatever you're going into. If you want to be an actor, if you want to be on Broadway, hang lights, sweep floors, sell tickets, be an usher, do everything that you can because that's where you learn your character and your craft.
which is completely out-of-line behavior. Then you are wholly within your rights to stomp on their foot. " "No," Delia said, over her shoulder. "Actually, you're not. Just excuse yourself as politely as possible, and get out of arm's reach. " Kristy looked at me, shaking her head. "Stomp them. " she said, under her breath. "Really
I heard a computer scientist the other day refer to playing with the Kinect as 'storytelling. ' At first I thought that sounded a little high-minded, but after trying a few games I could see what she meant.