#oh

Oh, what a tangled web do parents weave when they think that their children are naive. ↗

— Ogden Nash

#naive #oh #parents #tangled #their

I have always loved science fiction. One of my favorite shows is 'Star Trek.' I like the trips, where it drops my mind off, because they give you a premise and all of a sudden, you say, 'Oh!' and I'm fascinated by it. ↗

— Leslie Nielsen

#because #drops #fascinated #favorite #fiction

I was on acid and I looked at the trees and I realized that they all came to points, and the little branches came to points, and the houses came to point. I thought, 'Oh! Everything has a point, and if it doesn't, then there's a point to it.' ↗

— Harry Nilsson

#branches #came #everything #houses #i

I'm sort of one of those weird actors who whenever I do a play, I think, 'Oh, we should film this,' as opposed to have to belt it out of ourselves in a theater auditorium. ↗

— Clive Owen

#belt #film #i #i do #i think

This summer, I'll be bringing out a mystery that involves a young lawyer and a court scene the likes of which I don't think you've ever seen. Hollywood said this is James Patterson meets John Grisham. ↗

— James Patterson

#court #ever #grisham #hollywood #i

Oh, I find it very easy to fall in love. ↗

— Sam Peckinpah

#fall #find #i #love #oh

We had an EP out and all of a sudden we find record companies are interested in us, and we're thinking, 'Oh, that's really nice, but we don't think we're ready for it.' ↗

— Debbi Peterson

#find #had #interested #nice #oh

It's not about ego. Really. If it was ego, I'd be telling you about my awesome... oh, never mind. ↗

— Bruce Perens

#awesome #ego #i #mind #never

I don't like dirty. That's why I hate cigarettes. A little bit of alcohol is O.K., but no drugs. And I like to sleep alone because I wake up, I walk around, I bring my computer with me to bed, I have a great time. ↗

— Jean Pigozzi

#alone #around #because #bed #bit

Place Saint-Germain-des-Près. Devant la sortie de l'église, le jeune homme qui crie son journal. Demandez l'Antijuif! Vient de paraître! Donc c'est un nouveau numéro. Non, défense de l'acheter. Il s'approche, son mouchoir contre son nez, demande l'Antijuif, paye le jeune homme qui lui sourit. Otez le mouchoir, lui parler, le convaincre? Frère, ne comprends tu pas que tu me tortures? Tu es intelligent, ton visage est beau, aimons nous. Demandez l'Antijuif! Il court, traverse, s'engouffre dans une petite rue, brandit la feuille de haine. Demandez l'Antijuif! crie t il dans la rue déserte. Mort aux juifs! crie t il dans une voix folle. Mort à moi! crie t il, le visage illuminé de larmes. ↗

— Albert Cohen

#belle-du-seigneur #intelligence