Every sickness has an alien quality, a feeling of invasion and loss of control that is evident in the language we use about it.
We must never again let America be led into a fratricidal war like the last two world wars, for the sake of alien, minority interests.
I'm an illegal alien and have been for many years. If you rub my skin, I go green.
One has to be realistic. Ones concern for equity and justice in the world must not carry one into the alien territory of unreasoned belief. Thats very important.
So here we are, talking about Roman unicycles and alien sandwiches and my sister’s Italian misfortunes, while hanging in between us is: MY EPIC FAILURE TO CARPE. What’s wrong with me?
What are you gonna do, talk the alien to death?
Gardening is about communication, relationships, routines and life-enrichment. Gardens are places that connect us to the seasons and the life cycle. They're a vehicle for talking about esoteric and - as far as TV goes - alien topics such as beauty and fulfilment.
It's so great in Hollywood now. You have people past 40 sitting and talking about serious stuff, writing and making movies and TV, but there's laser pistols and superheroes and alien monsters involved. It's viable and mainstream.
One knew, of course, that it was not the red cape any more than it was the boots, the tights, the trunks, or the trademark "S" that gave Superman the ability to fly. That ability derived from the effects of the rays of our yellow sun on Superman's alien anatomy, which had evolved under the red sun of Krypton. And yet you had only to tie a towel around your shoulders to feel the strange vibratory pulse of flight stirring in the red sun of your heart.
It's been years since any hillbilly has reported getting sodomized by an alien. Did they break up and not tell us?
Boarding school didn't feel like my world, I felt like an alien; people there had a lot of money.
Earth is the crossroads of every possible alien. We're the McDonald's next to the highway of the galaxy.
American life is a powerful solvent. It seems to neutralize every intellectual element, however tough and alien it may be, and to fuse it in the native good will, complacency, thoughtlessness, and optimism.
I feel. . . sexier, I think, with short hair. I feel like an alien!
Part of the kick of making people laugh was doing something different. We were a rare breed - spotting one of us was like pinning a space alien, or abdominal snowman. There were maybe a hundred stand-ups in the whole country when I was doing it.
I've come to realize that most of my intellectual postures and a lot of my intellectualism is super defensive and really symptomatic of basic fears. My one thing with the record is that I wanted to make something alien that wasn't alienating. And I think that the last thing I want is to dedicate my life to something which renders me further and further from being at home in my life - progressively more alienated and separate from myself.
Living on borders and in margins, keeping intact one's shifting and multiple identity and integrity, is like trying to swim in a new element, an "alien" element.
We are all human; therefore, nothing human can be alien to us.
In solitude we realize that nothing human is alien to us.
I always felt that if we ever encountered an alien species, they wouldn't look like us or even be humanoid, like 'E. T. '