#charlie

Nic's Charlie is something very particular. You can't really put them together. It's a phantasm. ↗

— Tilda Swinton

#nic #particular #put #really #something

Rats! There goes the bell... oh, how I hate lunch hours! I always have to eat alone because nobody likes me... Peanut butter again... I wish that little red haired girl would come over, and sit with me. Wouldn’t it be great if she’d walk over here, and say, “May I eat lunch with you, Charlie Brown?” I’d give anything to talk with her... she’d never like me, though... I’m so blah and so stupid... she’d never like me... I wonder what would happen if I went over and tried to talk to her! Everyone would probably laugh... she’d probably be insulted someone as blah as I am tried to talk to her. I hate lunch hour... all it does is make me lonely... during class it doesn’t matter... I can’t even eat... Nothing tastes good... Rats! Nobody is ever going to like me... Lunch hour is the loneliest hour of the day! ↗

— Charles M. Schulz

#little-red-haired-girl #loneliness #lunch #rats #unrequited-love

Now and then I see something in her eyes, and I wonder if I’ve ever grasped how much pain she’s really in. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#bella #charlie #edward #wonder

Being his real brother I could feel I live in his shadows, but I never have and I do not now. I live in his glow. ↗

— Michael Morpurgo

#brothers #charlie #comfort #love #private

Pain has an odd way of expressing itself in the acts of business. No matter how many setbacks a leader might experience, there always seems to be a new opaque watermark of endurance testing, invisibly triggered for erratic combustion in each compounding decision. Every CEO in the world knows this, yet few have the good sense to walk away from the table when their cards are hot. Why win in Act Two when a comeback in Act Three gives you a longer biography? Ego is not so much about immortality as it is about demonstrating stately resistance to nightmarish attacks in public forums. Any good smack to the head is a continuity wake up call, or at least another invitation to be interviewed by Charlie Rose. ↗

— Ken Goldstein

#act-two #ceo #charlie-rose #pain #business

It's nice to have things to look forward to. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#inspirational #look-forward-to #stephen-chbosky #the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower #things

Am I a genius? I don't think so. Not yet anyway. As Burt would put it, mocking the euphemisms of educational jargon, I'm exceptional-a democratic term used to avoid the damning labels of gifted and deprived (which used to mean bright and retarded) and as soon as exceptional begins to mean anything to anyone they'll change it. The idea seems to be: use an expression only as long as it doesn't mean anything to anybody. Exceptional refers to both ends of the spectrum, so all my life I've been exceptional. ↗

— Daniel Keyes

#flowers-for-algernon #change

I dare anyone to play like Charlie Watts. ↗

— Randy Castillo

#charlie #dare #i #like #play

Mr. Grace sounded like a very small child, helpless, hopeless. I had made him fuck himself with his own big tool, like one of those weird experiences you read about in the Penthouse Forum. I had taken off his witch doctor's mask and made him human. But I didn't hold it against him. To err is only human, but it's divine to forgive. I believe that sincerely. ↗

— Richard Bachman

#charlie #decker #grace #king #psychology

Few things in cultural programming in the mass media are quite as disturbing as watching Charlie Rose leaning forward, craning out over his table, peering deeply, on the very precipice of an incisive question sure to reveal a real Idea, a slim, almost excited smile starting to form on his lips as he imagines the dawning joy of the intellectual life revealed for himself and his audience, and we move with the camera, oh-so-sincerely, to his guest and see that all this expectation and anticipation is addressed to . . . Lance Armstrong. Or Ron “Opie” Howard. Or Gary Shandling….. ↗

— Curtis White

#fatuousness #imagination