#seven

Well, I must tell you I write the scripts very close to the bone. So I'm writing episode seven now and couldn't tell you what happens in episode eight. ↗

— Aaron Sorkin

#close #eight #episode #even now #happens

The seven wise men of Greece, so famous for their wisdom all the world over, acquired all that fame, each of them, by a single sentence consisting of two or three words. ↗

— Robert South

#consisting #each #fame #famous #greece

The seven marvels that best represent man's achievements over the last 2,000 years will be determined by Internet vote... so look for Howard Stern's Private Parts to come in No. 1. ↗

— Jon Stewart

#best #come #determined #howard #internet

During the course of the seven years I played scenes with an oil slick, I played a scene with a grain of rice. Sometimes with indescribable creatures. I remember having a conversation with something which was simply a smell, that's all. It was part of our job. ↗

— Patrick Stewart

#course #creatures #during #grain #having

For seven years I did very little theatre, and I have to make up some time. ↗

— Patrick Stewart

#i #little #make #make up #seven

I found it a little bit stressful, because I wasn't used to working with Doctor Who. I got the impression I'd walked into the end of seven years and it was all a bit tense. ↗

— Sarah Sutton

#bit #doctor #end #found #got

Someone sits at a table or lies on a sofa while staring motionless at a wall or ceiling. Once in a while this person writes down seven lines, only to cross out one of them 15 minutes later, and then another hour passes, during which nothing happens. Who could stand to watch this kind of thing? ↗

— Wislawa Szymborska

#another #ceiling #could #cross #down

I work a seventeen hour day, and I'm personally responsible for 108 staff members in the embassy. ↗

— Shirley Temple

#embassy #hour #i #members #personally

I told my mother at about the seventh year of therapy that I had been abused sexually by my father, and she hung up the phone on me. ↗

— Anne Heche

#been #father #had #hung #i

The man who bears my name, and who claims to be me, was born on July 15, 1865, the sixth in a family of seven. He was an ugly child, and remained ugly till his eighteenth year, when his looks gradually improved. ↗

— Laurence Housman

#born #child #claims #eighteenth #family