There are quite a few honest songwriters out there writing about relationships and their own personality traits. But for some reason, once they step out of the bedroom, their honesty doesn't seem to come with them.
and I've always known it, the way I love a song I hear for the first time, even before I know all the words, the way I love my favorite color, and the way that the train would speed past my bedroom when it was very quiet and I'd feel it in my stomach rushing through me. I love you in a way that I've never felt needed to be said.
C’mon, sweetie, you can say it. (Delphine) (She moved his mouth playfully with her hands. ) You don’t suck, Delphine. I…you. C’mon, Jericho. I only bite in the bedroom. You can do this. I know you’re not really mute. (Delphine)
Many people believe the names of In 'n Out and Steak 'n Shake perfectly describe the contrast in bedroom techniques between the coast and the heartland.
There's a sculpture in our bedroom, a solid brass replica of Antonio's manhood. It's very expensive, he gave it to me as a romantic gift.
There are one hundred glow-stars on my bedroom ceiling. (. . . ) Glow-stars are strange. They make the ceiling disappear.
Anyone who has spent five seconds in my company, or two seconds in my bedroom knows that I am not a white supremacist.
My general approach to making art making hasn't changed much since I was 20, poor, and writing songs in my bedroom wanting to get my art out of my body into the world in some way.
I love fashion. I love couture. I'm going to erect a shelf in my bedroom with an art light to be the spot for the shoes of the month.
I disconnected as a sleepy Seth stepped out of the bedroom. “Who’s Dante? Was that a collect call to the Inferno?” “They won’t accept the charges,” I murmured.
I should thank Mussolini for having declared me to be of an inferior race. This led me to the joy of working, not any more unfortunately, in university institutes but in a bedroom.
Ah, then, upon my bedroom I do draw The blind to hide the garden, where the moon Enjoys the open blossoms as they straw Their beauty for his taking, boon for boon. And I do lift my aching arms to you, And I do lift my anguished, avid breast, And I do weep for very pain of you, And fling myself at the doors of sleep, for rest.
I prefer to work alone – except in the bedroom. (Steele)
Odors from decaying food wafting through the air when the door is opened, colorful mold growing between a wet gym uniform and thedamp carpet underneath, and the complete supply of bath towels scattered throughout the bedroom can become wonderful opportunities to help your teenager learn once again that the art of living in a community requires compromise, negotiation, and consensus.
You remember some bedrooms you have slept in. There are bedrooms you like to remember and others you would like to forget.
It's okay to laugh in the bedroom so long as you don't point
A sleepy smile pulled at my lips as I rolled onto my stomach, stretching my legs out and pointing my toes. The sheets slipped over my bare skin and ended up somewhere at the foot of my bed. There was either a perverted ghost in my bedroom or Cam was wide awake.
I was celibate until the age of 21. I stayed in my bedroom reading Camus and Nietzsche
I want a bedroom near the sky, an astrologer's cave Where I can fashion eclogues that are chaste and grave.
But I don't like working on lyrics publicly in the studio - I prefer to take them away and work on them in my bedroom.