#friend

Kazan was an old friend, I met him in 1938. He picked up radio jobs for eating money, so I met him on a couple of radio shows. Later on I was in a play he directed. ↗

— Richard Widmark

#directed #eating #friend #him #i

Many of my friends were blacklisted. America should be ashamed of it forever. ↗

— Richard Widmark

#ashamed #forever #friends #many #should

The most positive step is to try to expand the employment base by making it, if not economically friendly, at least not economically disastrous, for studios to take on deficits. ↗

— Dick Wolf

#deficits #disastrous #economically #employment #expand

The impossibility of a retreat makes no difference in the situation of men resolved to conquer or die; and, believe me, my friends, if your conquest could be bought with the blood of your general, he would most cheerfully resign a life which he has long devoted to his country. ↗

— James Wolfe

#blood #bought #cheerfully #conquer #conquest

My grandmother always told me you must keep to your old roads and stick to your original friends and just go through smooth, be careful and stay positive. ↗

— Wayne Wonder

#be careful #careful #friends #go #grandmother

I go off into Dublin and two days later I'm spotted walking by the Liffey with a whole bunch of new friends. ↗

— Ron Wood

#days #dublin #friends #go #i

Alison's grandfather told her,'To err is human, to forgive divine ↗

— Diane Griffith

#famly-secrets #friendships #fun-filled #love #poignant

Well, I think there's not much of a chance for me finding somebody of my age. Gentlemen of my age are dropping down 30 years to find girlfriends. ↗

— Victoria Wood

#chance #down #dropping #find #finding

Aref knelt, reached into his pocket and produced an implement made from a small stick which he called his miswak, the use of which he silently illustrated before handing her his spare. He also gave her a clean cloth and a bowl of the freshly collected water. She was directed to soften the dry stick in the water, then copy him by cleaning her mouth, using the miswak like a toothbrush. Gazing at the blood on the cloth, then down at the clothing the native had placed over her legs, soldier Freeman sighed. Aref watched and waited and then, sitting back on his haunches, showed her too that she must rub her feet and calves to stimulate the circulation. She copied him again, sliding her hands across the tops of her ankles and flexing her toes. Glad that she had followed his direction for once, Aref took a more relaxed break, sitting away from her and taking out his carving tools. He whetted his utility knife with the small stone he carried, studying the soldier’s reaction closely from afar. Instantly, he sensed her distrust. She stared at the knife in his hands, as if he might use it against her, but he continued working peacefully, then slid the implements back into his pockets and loaded his miswak onto the belt at his hips, wondering, with the gentle sarcasm his friends had so appreciated in him, how much of his adult life it could conceivably take to prove to this woman he was worthy. ↗

— Amaya Ellman

#broken-shells #conflict #fiction #freedom #friendship

As soon as you get a certain amount of attention, then everybody kinda wants to start taking pot shots at you. All your old friends that supported you don't support you any more. ↗

— John Zorn

#any #attention #certain #everybody #friends