#ella

Never allow the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game! ↗

— Babe Ruth

#baseball #cinderella-story #inspiration #motivation #quote

As you wish. But I'd like to change the pace a little. You know, my throat is sore from talking so much. So, what would you think if I tell you about the Sullens through interpretive dance? Honestly, I'm quite good at it, and I usually charge admission, or at the very least ask for a box of treats. But for you, tonight's performance it's on the house. ↗

— Stephen Jenner

#stella #twilite #yakob #change

Television is much more difficult because at every moment the network can force you to change things based on their belief about what would make it popular. You're in a constant debate with a gun at your head, and the gun is cancellation. So it's hard to win the arguments. ↗

— Judd Apatow

#based #because #belief #cancellation #change

The biggest challenge for everybody to realize out there is that we're in a very complicated business world and that were all under one umbrella and it's very challenging for everybody to figure out where the priorities lie and where the loyalties lie. ↗

— Scott Bakula

#biggest challenge #business #business world #challenge #challenging

A fella who accepts himself and is relaxed into who he is - that appeals to people. ↗

— Jeff Bridges

#appeals #fella #himself #into #people

I am not feeling any better because I cannot stay in bed, having constant cause for walking. They say I leave at night by the window of my tower, hanging from a red umbrella with which I set fire to the forest! ↗

— Camille Claudel

#any #because #bed #better #cannot

Born in a cellar... and living in a garret. ↗

— Samuel Foote

#cellar #living

I looked it at like this way. To get folks to like you, as a screen player I mean, I figured you had to sort of be their ideal. I don't mean a handsome knight riding a white horse, but a fella who answered the description of a right guy. ↗

— Gary Cooper

#description #fella #figured #folks #get

She turned suddenly, and before I could react, framed my face with her hands and pressed her lips to mine. I froze, mostly in shock, but after a moment my body uncoiled and I closed my eyes, relaxing into her. I remembered this; the feel of her lips on mine, cool and soft, the touch of her fingers on my skin. I remembered her scent, those long nights when we would lie under the cold, frozen stars, dreaming in each other’s arms. For a second, my body reacted instinctively. I started to pull us closer, to wrap my arms around her and return the kiss with equal passion…but, then I stopped. I remembered this perfectly; every shining moment with Ariella was forever etched into my mind. What we’d had, what we’d shared, everything. I’d built a shrine to her in my memories, carefully tended with grief and anger and regret. I knew every inch of our relationship, the passion, the feeling of emptiness when we weren’t together, the longing and, yes, the love. I had been in love with Ariella. I remembered what she’d meant to me once, what I’d felt for her then… …and what I didn’t feel for her now. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#ash #forgotten-feelings #kiss #love #anger

I write in that space between Ella's childhood and mine. I know it all sounds a bit sinister. ↗

— Carol Ann Duffy

#bit #childhood #ella #i #i write