I'm so busy these days. I forget everything but my lines.
Revenge is never a straight line. It's a forest, and like a forest it's easy to lose your way. . . to get lost. . . to forget where you came in.
What I hear all the time is to stop and listen. When you do a scene 30 times, and know the lines, you stop listening. The point is to listen, that's the only thing that can make it real.
One of the funniest lines in my show was written for me by Alan Bursky. I really want to learn this routine!
Only one thing counts in this life - get them to sign on the line that is dotted.
. . . all things are possible if you are willing to put yourself on the line. You cannot stand back and hope for the best. You have to act.
I loved English literature - if didn't it would have been hard - but I had to learn it myself. I remembered ways to repeat words, to put more emphasis on certain lines.
I don't know where I'll be crashing. I think that was my line.
The boundaries of culture and rainfall never follow survey lines.
Earning money is not a sin, and the bottom line is growth.
The graphic emphasis placed on those first lines is rather hard to square with the proposition that the monument expresses no particular religious preference.
I've always straddled a weird line - there's a lot of mainstream stuff that I love. At the same, I still feel like an outsider. I'm the outsider who's on the inside.
There is but one question ultimately to be asked respecting every line you draw, Is it right or wrong? If right, it most assuredly is not a "free" line, but an intensely continent, restrained and considered line; and the action of the hand in laying it is just as decisive, and just as "free" as the hand of a first-rate surgeon in a critical incision.
To me there's no creativity without boundaries. If you're gonna write a sonnet, it's 14 lines, so it's solving the problem within the container.
For most of the guys, killings got to be accepted. Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line. You got out of line, you got whacked. Everybody knew the rules.
Into The Wild had a great sense of wild, unpredictable freedom that I loved, and Unforgiven is just a great western with characters that walked the line between rightwrong with an ambiguity that felt very true to frontier life.
It is criminal to put our servicemen and women in harm's way and to put the lives of so many civilians on the line for the misguided frustrations of the Bush administration.
They’re called poems but in reality they’re lines given to me to hang on to
I'm so hungry," Amy said sleepily. "Hey, you stole my line," Dan said.
I felt myself trapped in line for a ride I was not nearly ready for, looking back but moving forward in the only direction I could go.