#barbara

Barbara Eden is the most beautiful girl in the world. ↗

— Larry Hagman

#beautiful #beautiful girl #eden #girl #most

I admire the Elsie Tanners and Barbara Windsors of the world: people who have crawled back from the abyss. I'm quite camp in that respect. ↗

— Jenny Eclair

#admire #back #barbara #camp #crawled

Well, she managed to - Barbara was capable of doing practically anything if she set her mind to it. In retrospect, I'm not surprised that Barbara managed to get collect calls through. ↗

— Ted Olson

#barbara #calls #capable #collect #doing

You have to take strength from the people that love you and the people that love Barbara and the huge number of expressions of sympathy and compassion and support. That has been extremely moving. ↗

— Ted Olson

#been #compassion #expressions #extremely #huge

Santa Barbara is my hood. I mean, it's not much of a hood, but it is definitely like my hood. I claim Santa Barbara like I claim my family. I'm going to be married and buried there. ↗

— Katy Perry

#buried #claim #definitely #family #going

Barbara did the selecting and that's probably the most brilliant thing was she put together a group of women, different backgrounds, different experiences. ↗

— Star Jones

#barbara #brilliant #did #different #different backgrounds

People just automatically say 'If this guy is George and Barbara Bush's son, we don't have any question about those personal qualities that we were fooled on by Clinton.' ↗

— Robert Teeter

#any #automatically #barbara #bush #clinton

When life gives you twists and turns, Chique Yourself Up in Italy! ↗

— Barbara Conelli

#chique-secrets-of-dolce-vita #italy #travel #travel-essays #travel-narrative-nonfiction

Remember Barbara It rained all day on Brest that day And you walked smiling Flushed enraptured streaming-wet In the rain Remember Barbara It rained all day on Brest that day And I ran into you in Siam Street You were smiling And I smiled too Remember Barbara You whom I didn't know You who didn't know me Remember Remember that day still Don't forget A man was taking cover on a porch And he cried your name Barbara And you ran to him in the rain Streaming-wet enraptured flushed And you threw yourself in his arms Remember that Barbara And don't be mad if I speak familiarly I speak familiarly to everyone I love Even if I've seen them only once I speak familiarly to all who are in love Even if I don't know them Remember Barbara Don't forget That good and happy rain On your happy face On that happy town That rain upon the sea Upon the arsenal Upon the Ushant boat Oh Barbara What shitstupidity the war Now what's become of you Under this iron rain Of fire and steel and blood And he who held you in his arms Amorously Is he dead and gone or still so much alive Oh Barbara It's rained all day on Brest today As it was raining before But it isn't the same anymore And everything is wrecked It's a rain of mourning terrible and desolate Nor is it still a storm Of iron and steel and blood But simply clouds That die like dogs Dogs that disappear In the downpour drowning Brest And float away to rot A long way off A long long way from Brest Of which there's nothing left. ↗

— Jacques Prévert

#english #jacques #poetry #prevert #love

Through their play Barbara imagined their lives as adults. They used the dolls to reflect the adult world around them. They would sit and carry on conversations, making the dolls real people. ↗

— Ruth Handler

#around #barbara #carry #conversations #dolls