How do you feel when I smile at you?" he asked - and then he did smile at her, just a little. Not like myself, Cath thought. "Like an idiot," she said softly. "And I never want it to stop.
It would be nice to really shed the corsets.
I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art.
His mouth is a no-go area. It's like kissing the Berlin Wall.
Why do you put your self esteem in the hands of complete strangers?
Who wants to be normal when you can be unique?
You just have to do what suits you, and it doesn't matter if you don't look like everybody else. Be you. That's our gift and we've got to celebrate that.
I'm grateful when anybody can start to have his or her limited perception of the genre open up a little bit,. . . There's a lot of great music in the country genre that doesn't get heard because people say, 'Well, I don't like country.
I tried a dozen different modifications that were rejected. But they all served as a path to the final design.
A woman's life in the orchestra is not as long as a man's; she is just not as good at 60 as a man is at 60.
Jane's stories are too sensible. Then Diana puts too much murders into hers. She says most of the time she doesn't know what to do with the people so she kills the off to get rid of them. " -Anne Shirley