I am good, but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil. I am pretty, but not beautiful. I have friends, but I am not the peacemaker.
I'm pretty private about my neuroses. You're not neurotic if you talk to yourself - everyone does - you're only neurotic if you hear an answer.
I just have a respect for my audience. That seems to be pretty logical.
You think she's pretty, you ought to see my slingshot!
I'm feeling better than anybody expected me to so I'm still maintaining a pretty normal schedule, I'd say.
It used to be when we said, ''til death do us part,' death parted us pretty soon. That's why marriages used to last forever. Everybody was dead.
Even a pretty traditional comic book writer can make valuable contributions to the Internet.
I'm an eternal realist and the success rate for being an actor is pretty low.
If you always dreamed of writing a novel or a memoir, and you used to love to write, and were pretty good at it, will it break your heart if it turns out you never got around to it? If you wake up one day at eighty, will you feel nonchalant that something always took precedence over a daily commitment to discovering your creative spirit? If not--if this very thought fills you with regret--then what are you waiting for?
It's always been pretty easy for me to exercise my imagination. The other part of the brain, the one that does mathematics, is a nightmare for me. It doesn't work at all.
I was pretty ambitious as a child to want to be a star with the talent I had, but I want to finish what I started and bring the fans along with me.
I come up with new ambitions all the time - and the coolest thing is, I think of something I want to do, and I don't really imagine it as "Oh, I've never done that. " I think of it as, "Oh, I haven't done that yet. " I literally believe I'm going to do everything I set out to do, which is a pretty amazing feeling.
It's pretty easy for me to say that the most important thing in my life is my relationship with Jesus Christ, followed by my relationship with family. And football's later on down the line.
Life is pretty simple: You do some stuff. Most fails. Some works. You do more of what works. If it works big, others quickly copy it. Then you do something else. The trick is the doing something else.
I don't get to go to the super fancy stores unless I am in L. A. so you stay pretty real and normal that way.
It's sad when girls think they don't have anything going on except being pretty.
To see all the fans getting into it, that's pretty special.
Song in the Manner of Housman" O woe, woe, People are born and die, We also shall be dead pretty soon Therefore let us act as if we were dead already. The bird sits on the hawthorn tree But he dies also, presently. Some lads get hung, and some get shot. Woeful is this human lot. Woe! woe, etcetera. . . . London is a woeful place, Shropshire is much pleasanter. Then let us smile a little space Upon fond nature's morbid grace. Oh, Woe, woe, woe, etcetera.
I had a pretty sexual imagination for a kid.
So how are things going along? Pretty good. Going to be good tomorrow? Hope so.