#som

You can't get an actor to do something that is beyond his range, so you have to be aware of the range of the actor and, if necessary, alter the part to suit the actor. ↗

— John Boorman

#alter #aware #beyond #get #his

My only regret about being gay is that I repressed it for so long. I surrendered my youth to the people I feared when I could have been out there loving someone. Don't make that mistake yourself. Life's too damn short. ↗

— Armistead Maupin

#been #being #could #damn #feared

Death has always had a prominent place in my mind. There are times when I think somebody might kill me. ↗

— Dennis Rodman

#death #had #i #i think #kill

I also think a Hot Mom is someone who can connect with what's current in her kids' world. ↗

— Jami Gertz

#connect #current #her #hot #i

Personal effects: how irrelevant they are, how sad, how lost, how vagrant, without the force that gives them purpose. ↗

— Sarah Hall

#life #losing-someone #personal-effects #death

The way to screw up somebody's life is to give them what they want. ↗

— Patrick Swayze

#life #screw #somebody #them #up

Dreams reveal we never quite get 'over' anything: it's all still in there somewhere. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#somewhere #dreams

Our music's kind of about taking something ugly and making it beautiful. ↗

— Jerry Cantrell

#beautiful #kind #making #music #our

Music is something that always lifts my spirits and makes me happy, and when I make music I always hope it will have the same effect on whoever listens to it. ↗

— Aaron Carter

#effect #happy #hope #i #i always

Perhaps it's something other than insomnia, to lie listening to children yelling as if they've re-created light; to try to dream, but succeed only in remembering; to toss and sweat in a dirty paste of sheets, while the drone of a ball game is gradually replaced by the buzz of a fly -- a fly buzzing like the empty frequencies between stations as its shadow grows enormous between the shade and windowpane. Is it insomnia for a man to wad his ears with the cotton from a pill bottle, to mask his eyes with blinders, and press a stale pillow over his head, praying for another day to burn down, so he can wake into another night? ↗

— Stuart Dybek

#dreams