We have progressed from the stone age and moved on to the age of stone hearted people
I've always seen modeling as a stepping stone.
When Rolling Stone handed me this crazy assignment to be in the studio with James Brown, they had the misapprehension that I'd written for them already just because I claimed my character had.
He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stone cutter more obstinate, no manager more lucid or dangerous, than a poet.
We exist in a bizarre combination of Stone Age emotions, medieval beliefs, and god-like technology.
We'll blast them back into the stone ages!
The body is the substance of the stone.
My father used to say that life is what you make it. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. You can’t change the past, but the future isn’t set in stone. You can effect a change there. Move forward not with hatred or love. Move forward with purpose. (Simone)
Some men are, in regard to ridicule, like tin-roofed buildings in regard to hail: all that hits them bounds rattling off; not a stone goes through.
Our job if you will, is to roll the stone away. God's job is to raise the dead.
A word does not say anything And at the same time it hides everything Just as the wind that hides the water Like the flowers that mud hides. A glance does not say anything And at the same time it says everything Like rain on your face Or an old treasure map A truth does not say anything And at the same time it hides everything Like a bonfire that does not go out Like a stone that is born dust. If one day you need me, I will be nothing And at the same time I will be everything Because in your eyes are my wings And the shore where I drown.
When something is done, it should be done the way a stone bridge that lives thousands of years is done!
The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.
Under every stone lurks a politician.
Like a stone thrown into a pond, a good deed can create ripples that extend far beyond the initial splash.
[London is] like the sight of a heavy sea from a rowing boat in the middle of the Atlantic. . . . One lives in it, afloat but half submerged in a heavy flood of brick, stone, asphalt, slate, steel, glass, concrete, and tarmac, seeing nothing fixable beyond a few score white spires that splash up like spits of foam above the next glum wave of dirty buildings.
Then basically what was happening was that it was the middle '80s, and Rolling Stone realized that a lot of their readers had voted for [Ronald] Reagan, and they were going, "Gosh! We need a Republican! Does anybody know a Republican? Wait a minute! I think P. J. 's a Republican!"
Contentment produces, in some measure, all those effects which the alchemist usually ascribes to what he calls the philosopher's stone; and if it does not bring riches, it does the same thing by banishing the desire for them.
I want to be one of the artists in the cathedral on the great plain. I want to make a dragon's head, an angel, a devil - or perhaps a saint - out of stone.
Maybe Oliver Stone doesn't lend himself well to remakes or sequels, because he does them so well the first time.