#after

It gets so boring at home. After all, how many reruns of Abbott and Costello movies can a guy watch on television? ↗

— Bud Abbott

#after #boring #costello #gets #guy

For children preserve the fame of a man after his death. ↗

— Aeschylus

#children #death #fame #his #man

For the impious act begets more after it, like to the parent stock. ↗

— Aeschylus

#after #begets #impious #like #more

I thought about that the other day after I went to the grocery store and had to sign fifteen autographs before leaving. On one hand, it's just so flattering. On the other hand, sometimes it would be nice to get the bread and leave, you know? ↗

— Clay Aiken

#after #autographs #be nice #before #bread

The time I'm not spending with my kid has to be worth it, so when I sat down with my agents after I was ready to go back to work, I told them: It's all about the directors. ↗

— Jessica Alba

#after #agents #back #directors #down

When Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after the great, they will fall upon the rich. ↗

— Honore de Balzac

#attack #away #fall #great #people

There is nothing like a Bach fugue to remove me from a discordant moment... only Bach hold up fresh and strong after repeated playing. I can always return to Bach when the other records weary me. ↗

— Edward Weston

#always #bach #discordant #fresh #fugue

The Yankees won the pennant, we went on to the World Series, 41 years after that in the city of Toronto. The great city of Toronto, and all the provinces in Canada, everybody reached out and they were excited because we won the first World Series ever, across the border. ↗

— Dave Winfield

#after #because #border #canada #city

Think of the great poetry, the music and dance and ritual that spring forth from our aspiring to a life beyond death. Maybe these things are justification enough for our hopes and dreams, although I wouldn't say that to a dying man. ↗

— Don DeLillo

#arts #dance #death #dream #dreams

To be or not to be tethered to the sordid, sickly, stinking, sappy apron strings of Hollywood and its endless fondness for fu**ing your sh** up. If Shakespeare were alive today, I bet he’d write a scintillating soliloquy about the Broken Brood of Big Shots. I bet he’d help you out, Micky Affias, ol’ Will the Bard would. Listen, we’ll come visit you. Okay? I’ll dress up as William Shakespeare, Lucent as Emily Dickinson, and beautiful ‘Ray’ as someone dashing and manly like Jules Verne or Ernest Hemingway, and we’ll write on your white-room walls. We’ll write you out of your supposed insanity. I love you, Micky Affias. -James (from "Descendants of the Eminent") ↗

— Tim Cummings

#afterlife #astrology #brothers #children-of-celebrities #class-struggle