#howard

She loved him with too clear a vision to fear his cloudiness ↗

— E.M. Forster

#love

I changed my mind because of a scene between Howard Cunningham and Richie. The father-son situation was written so movingly, I fell in love with the project. ↗

— Tom Bosley

#between #changed #cunningham #fell #howard

I think Bush has capitulated on affirmative action and government spending. Apart from that, he's OK, I guess. About the same as Howard Dean. ↗

— Peter Brimelow

#action #affirmative #affirmative action #apart #bush

When a nation forgets her skill in war, when her religion becomes a mockery, when the whole nation becomes a nation of money-grabbers, then the wild tribes, the barbarians drive in... Who will our invaders be? From whence will they come? ↗

— Robert E. Howard

#money

Howard Minsky had gotten the script to her agent prior to my involvement. ↗

— Arthur Hiller

#gotten #had #her #howard #involvement

And now it looks like I'm probably going to shoot a movie that I wrote. I got the money to do it, and I would star and all, because of being on Howard. ↗

— Artie Lange

#being #going #got #howard #i

It is funny because the guy who is my boss now, Howard Stern, has a similarity there. He got big being a regular guy. He wasn't the greatest looking guy in the world. ↗

— Artie Lange

#being #big #boss #funny #got

What in hell are you really made of, Howard? After all, it's only a building. It's not the combination of holy sacrament, Indian torture, and sexual ecstasy that you seem to make of it." "Isn't it? ↗

— Ayn Rand

#howard-roark #inspiration #passion #art

Cabal regarded her with mild amusement. “Smile when you whisper,” he advised her. “You’re supposed to be flirting with me, if you recall?” She stared at him icily. Then suddenly her expression thawed and she smiled winsomely, her eyes dewy with romantic love. “Oh, sweetheart… somebody tried to kill you? Whosoever would do such a thing to my nimpty-bimpty snookums?” Cabal could not have been more horrified if she’d pulled off her face to reveal a gaping chasm of eternal night from which glistening tentacles coiled and groped. That had already happened to him once in his life, and he wasn’t keen to repeat the experience. “What?” he managed in a dry whisper. “Smile when you whisper,” she said, her expression fixed and blood-curdlingly coquettish. You’re supposed to be flirting with me, remember?” “Please don’t do that. ↗

— Jonathan L. Howard

#jonathan-l-howard #leonie-barrow #experience

Mommy, why does daddy cuss the TV and call it Howard? ↗

— Howard Cosell

#cuss #daddy #does #howard #mommy