Itch to read, scratch to understand.
Scratch a lover, and find a foe.
It's too difficult to start right from scratch and try and be funny out of the blue.
I think one of the good things about writing novels is that you always start from scratch.
OK, boss, I don't mind shuffling, but I won't scratch my head.
An inventor's path is chorused with groans, riddled with fist-banging and punctuated by head scratches.
When something is empty, fill it. When something is full, empty it. When you have an itch, scratch it.
Those among us who have achieved the most have achieved only a fraction of what ALL of us are capable of. You haven't even begun to scratch the surface!
What is pretty in nature is confined to the thin skin of the globe upon which we huddle. Scratch that skin, and nature's daemonic ugliness will erupt.
Fidelity--a strong itch with a prohibition to scratch.
It's my calling to tell stories. It's the one thing that scratches the itch for me.
When you're creating new roles out of scratch in my opinion working with the actors is a great asset. You can learn a lot from that.
At least tell me you won? And that the scratches and dings were totally worth it. " "Of course. They're always worth it," he says with a hidden meaning that only the two of us could ever understand.
If you scratch a great photograph, you find two things; a painting and a photograph.
Scratch a fantasy and you'll find a nightmare.
He'd told her it was just a scratch and got cross when she hadn't offered morphine.
Ive been fortunate to come on places where the question isnt why did I do it? The question to me is always, why didnt anybody else do it before me? Those are the ones that I scratch my head about.
My standards are higher than they used to be, I think. They don't necessarily have to make sense, but I certainly work on them a lot harder now -- partly because I do them on the computer, and I print them out and fix them, and print them and fix them over and over again, whereas in the early days I used to just scratch down a few things on a piece of paper.
Once you have been in an earthquake you know, even if you survive without a scratch, that like a stroke in the heart, it remains in the earth's breast, horribly potential, always promising to return, to hit you again, with an even more devastating force.
Film is an itch I have yet to scratch.