#l

I like to work. I enjoy once a year, doing a film. ↗

— Hope Davis

#enjoy #film #i #like #once

Forget the garden rake. Remember that time you dived over the desk at that guy in moot court? Had him by the throat in two seconds flat, that's what I heard." "You heard wrong." "And they suspended you for how long?" Antonia innocently asked. "A day. And I apologized. Actually I crawled like a slug and ate dirt," Bree said ruefully. "But that was years ago, and have I pulled a stunt like that again? No, I have not. ↗

— Mary Stanton

#groveling #hot-temper #lawyer #school #sisters

When I wrote the song, I had the sea near Bombay in mind. We stayed at a hotel by the sea, and the fishermen come up at five in the morning and they were all chanting. And we went on the beach and we got chased by a mad dog - big as a donkey. ↗

— Ray Davies

#big #bombay #chanting #chased #come

Tristan and Isolde were lucky to die when they did. They'd have been sick of all that rubbish in a year. ↗

— Robertson Davies

#did #die #lucky #rubbish #sick

What we call luck is the inner man externalized. We make things happen to us. ↗

— Robertson Davies

#happen #inner #luck #make #man

Harbour Island in the Bahamas is beautiful, with turquoise water and pink sand. ↗

— Diane von Furstenberg

#beautiful #harbour #island #pink #sand

Those 25 dancers we worked with for a day, in as highly productive a way as possible - a long class, a period of teaching bits of the repertory - in fact I didn't teach Bank, I've used parts of Oil and Water. ↗

— Siobhan Davies

#bits #class #dancers #day #fact

Why should I talk to you? I don't know where you're from. ↗

— Al Davis

#know #should #talk #where #why

I have designed the most buildings of any living American architect. ↗

— Alexander Jackson Davis

#american #any #architect #buildings #designed

Horst passed him a bottle he had picked up in his rapid trip from there to here. Remarkably, it's contents had survived the transit. "Drink this," he said, unmoved by Cabal's anger. "You need to save your voice for your next session." Cabal took the bottle testily and swigged from it. there was a moments pause, just long enough for Cabal's expression to change from testy to horrified revulsion. He spat the liquid violently onto the grass like a man who has got absent-minded with the concentrated nitric acid and a mouth pipette. He glared at Horst as he took off his spectacles and wiped his suddenly weeping eyes "Disinfectant? You give me disinfectant to drink?" Horst's surprise was replaced with mild amusement. "It's root beer, Johannes. Have you never had root beer?" Cabal looked suspiciously at him, then at the bottle "People drink this?" "Yes." "For non-medical reasons?" "That's right." Cabal shook his head in open disbelief. "They must be insane. ↗

— Jonathan L. Howard

#devil #humor #johannes #necromancer #anger