Nothing is as nice as plugging in your guitar and turning up the volume really loud, just seeing what kind of beautiful noise you can make with it.
Look, people are allowed their own opinions and they don't always coincide with yours. As an artist you just have to keep plugging on.
Now that I've established myself in a drama, I'm plugging away, trying to get the attention of people who do the independent movies and the features.
Consciousness-Based Education is just plugging us all into the beautiful, eternal field within, and then watching things get better, which is what happens. It's a field of infinite, unbounded peace within every human being, and when you experience it, you enliven that peace.
I'm developing a mild rash at the idea of "plugging" anything, because it's not how I roll.
You keep plugging away--that's the way social change takes place. That's the way every social change in history has taken place: by a lot of people, who nobody ever heard of, doing work.
What you need to learn are basic types of concentration, bringing more energy into your life, plugging up the holes where you lose energy, the basics of self-discovery.
Never give up if you really want something, keep plugging away at it and your dreams can come true.
All one really requires for putting anything over is enough energy and resistance to keep on plugging the idea. Someone will eventually fall.
Having an audience is almost like plugging me into an electrical outlet. People feed me so much of their energy. We have a great time. It's all about the fellowship.
I think we work well when there are absolutely no distractions whatsoever, because we tend to come up with the best ideas around one or two in the morning, so you have to be plugging away.
When I'm on a roll nothing makes me happier or feel more satisfied, like plugging in, life makes sense.
This business [moviemaking] isn't easy. It's a hard business. You just keep plugging away until you figure it out. You write something you love and keep banging on people's heads until somebody lets you do it.
I didn't hear him because my two Stanley Cup rings were plugging my ears.
Fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step.
