When you have people who get angry quickly, you have to learn the rules to avoid being in that situation.
I've never made the separation between, say, the museum and the hardware store. I mean, I enjoy both of them, and I want to combine the two.
I think everybody should like everybody.
I can never get over when you're on the beach how beautiful the sand looks and the water washes it away and straightens it up and the trees and the grass all look great. I think having land and not ruining it is the most beautiful art that anybody could ever want to own.
Good business is the best art of all.
I had a lot of dates but I decided to stay home and dye my eyebrows.
It's the movies that have really been running things in America ever since they were invented. They show you what to do, how to do it, when to do it, how to feel about it, and how to look how you feel about it.
You know you're smarter than all of them, right?" Hale said flatly. "In fact, if you wanted to PROVE it. . . " He glanced at the blackjack tables. Simon shook his head. "I don't count cards, Hale. " "Don't?" Hale smiled. "Or won't? You know, technically, it's not illegal. " "But it's frowned upon. " Sweat beaded at Simon's brow. He sounded like someone had just suggested he swim after eating. . . run with scissors. . . "It is SERIOUSLY frowned upon.
It seemed like the best weapons in my life had always been the most innocuous: empty plastic bins, a blank CD, an unmarked syringe, my smile in a dark room.
You know it doesn’t work that way, T. I have to be touching the body or something that belonged to the victim. Photos only give me a paper cut…and the willies. (Simone)
I mean, being shot in slow motion doing cocaine by Martin Scorsese is, like, maybe every actor's dream. Nothing will compare to it. Except maybe having kids.