#claude

Why is everything always my decision?" I asked. Because you will not tolerate anything else." Oh, I remembered now. "Great", I whispered. - Anita to Jean-Claude ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#anita-blake #fiction #hunter #jean-claude #paranormal

But someone like Claude Chabrol tries to make a connection between the society in which we live and the social reasons which make monsters out of some people. ↗

— Isabelle Huppert

#claude #connection #like #live #make

So I left with Jean Claude and went to Paris, so when the Russians came to Prague, I was in Paris. ↗

— Milos Forman

#claude #i #jean #left #paris

Claude Rains was what we call an actor's actor. He was very involved with himself and his performance. ↗

— Gloria Stuart

#call #claude #himself #his #involved

It was a struggle treating Claude Rains as my lover, but we were friendly. It was no great love affair. ↗

— Gloria Stuart

#claude #friendly #great #great love #love

You are an irritating son of a bitch.” “Ah, ma petite, how can I resist you when you whisper such sweet endearments to me? ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#jean-claude #resistance

Morris Weissman [on the phone, discussing casting for his movie]: "What about Claudette Colbert? She's British, isn't she? She sounds British. Is she, like, affected or is she British? ↗

— Julian Fellowes

#actors #affectations #british #claudette-colbert #clichés

I stared at Jean-Claude and it wasn't the beauty of him that made me love him, it was just him. It was love made up of a thousand touches, a million conversations, a trillion shared looks. A love made up of danger shared, enemies conquered, a determination to neither of us would change the other, even if we could. I love Jean-Claude, all of him, because if I took away the Machiavellian plottings, the labyrinth of his mind, it would lessen him, make him someone else. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#jean-claude #love #beauty

Auggie said you were too sentimental for your own good sometimes." Out loud he said, "Perhaps, but you have taught me that sentiment is not always a bad thing." I stared up at that impossibly beautiful face, and felt love swell up inside me like a physical force. It filled my body, swelling upward until it made my chest ache, my throat tighten, and my eyes burn. It sounded so stupid. But I loved him. Loved all of him, but loved him more because loving me had made him better. That he would say that I had taught him about being sentimental made me want to cry. Richard reminded me at every turn that I was bloodthirsty and cold. If that were true, then I couldn't have taught Jean-Claude about sentimentality. You can't learn, if you don't have it to teach. He kissed me. He kissed me softly, with one hand lost in the hair to the side of my face. He drew back and whispered, "I never thought to see that look upon your face, not for me." "I love you," I said, and touched his hand where it lay against my face. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#jean-claude #beauty

Oui , but if all the men in your life are happy, you are happier, and it makes my life easier." - Jean-Claude ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#jean-claude #life