Best 173 quotes in «nails quotes» category

Unless you catch ideas on the wing and nail them down, you will soon cease to have any.

Usually when you watch a film, you're just sort of biting your nails about things you could have done differently.

We did monologues and scenes, and New York I did a scene from Amadeus and a monologue from Pounding Nails in the Floor With My Forehead by Eric Bogosian, and then in L.A. I switched the scene to This is Our Youth and did the same monologue. I was spiky-haired, super skinny. A lot of people were like, "You should come here and do a sitcom." That was the feedback that I got. Obviously it was quite a different journey than the one I've actually had, but I just listened to people.

We can love with our minds, but can we love only with our minds? Love extends itself all the time, so that we can love even with our senseless nails: we love even with our clothes, so that a sleeve can feel a sleeve.

...We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world." Will looked down at his bitten nails. "I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.

What's cool about indie rock is that one band can do effectively the same thing as another band, and one band nails it, and the other one doesn't. I like that elusiveness.

What makes Shakespeare eternal is his grasp of psychology. He knew how to nail stuff about us as human beings.

When I was 15 or 16 - I slept really well then. Now I sleep on a bed of anxiety-tipped nails.

Why would Senator Allen want to oppose saving money for the state? Its simply another example of Republicans fighting the governor tooth and nail against any measure where she might be able to turn the states budget around.

When you're a hammer, everything looks like a nail; and when you're a left-wing sorehead, everything is an occasion to damn the rich.

While a painting, even one that meets photographic standards of resemblance, is never more than the stating of an interpretation, a photograph is never less than the registering of an emanation (light waves reflected by objects) — a material vestige of its subject in a way that no painting can be.

You couldn't find nobody deader, not if you'd sarched for a week. Why, door nails, and Julius Caesar, and things o' that description, would ha' been lively compared with your poor ma when I see her. Lively! that's what they'd ha' been.

Work every day. No matter what has happened the day or night before, get up and bite on the nail.

Writing is not chewing your nails and picking your teeth, but a matter of public interest.

A hammer with flowers is still a hammer for the nail!

Your nails are a way to speak your style without having to say a word.

You'd think I was shoving bamboo splinters under your nails. (Alice from Twilight)

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And I’d have you know, through all of it, I still had perfect nails! Because I am completely swell.

Be a lady? Forget it. Ladies don't last a day in the real word. No one's a lady anymore. Why do you think we get our claws polished?

D’yer see it? This finger, laddie, could send ye to meet yer Maker!” Sgt. Deisenburger stared at the black and purple nail a few inches from his face. As an offensive weapon it rated quite highly, especially if it was ever used in the preparation of food.

Every little thing about you can be a weapon, if you're clever enough.

I half imagined I could taste the silver on his nails, as sharp as glitter in my mouth. Maybe when he touched me, colour would spill from his hands like heat.

In the midst of a full-blown disaster – with the house apparently self-destructing around them – Lila was calmly filing her nails.

My nails clawed against the smooth tiles as I pushed up onto my hands and knees. I rose unsteadily to my feet. Speed is my ally. Breathe. In and out. Focus. Time is my power.

Our assholes will be clean but we must never wash our hands. Our immune systems will be strengthened by our being dirty. Not filthy. Just mildly grimy. Filthy fingernails have always been a favorite fashion accessory of mine. Especially when you place your hands in the prayer positions. Matter of fact, I urge all my followers to forgo nail polish permanently and replace it with expertly applied soot. The nonexistent gods above will ignore our prayers better this way.

Absolutely breathtaking, nail-biting, and edge-of-your-seat. Michael Koryta is a master at maintaining suspense and a hell of a good writer. THOSE WHO WISH ME DEAD is one of the best chase-and-escape novels you’ll read this year-or any other year. The pace never lets up.

She hadn't broken a nail in years; she could rip holes in walls and still look well manicured.

A lot of really big trees had died to make that desk. His mother had probably gnawed them down, used her nails to saw the boards, and finished the decorative cutwork with her tongue.

A healthy newborn has been delivered in a more or less satisfying fashion. The baby is feeding well, has short nails and a clean bottom, and has not drowned. What now?

Actually, I wear the nail polish to hide how grubby my nails are.

A man polished to the nail. [Lat., Ad unguem factus home.]

A nail is driven out by another nail. Habit is overcome by habit.

An actor needs something to stabilize his personality, something to nail down what he really is, not what he is currently pretending to be.

And, for the record, I didn't murder anybody. I want to make that clear. It's entertainment and it brings about the message I believe Scott wants to portray in this movie. There are a few messages in the movie and I'm not going to tell you what they are, but Scott hits the nail on the head with him.

And there are vampires, too? Werewolves, warlocks, all that stuff?" Clary gnawed her lower lip. "So I hear." "And you kill them, too?" Simon asked, directing the question to Jace, who had put the stele back in his pocket and was examining his flawless nails for defects. "Only when they've been naughty.

As she watched him she understood the quality of his beauty. How his labor had shaped him. How the wood he fashioned had fashioned him. Each plank he planed, each nail he drove, each thing he made molded him. Had left its stamp on him. Had given him his strength, his supple grace.

As a child I did a lot of imaginary bits, you know. It depends on the individual, I enjoyed then knocking the nail in, I enjoy knocking nails in walls to hang pictures up, but I also enjoy thinking 'I'm gonna do that' but I actually won't do it, I enjoy imagining doing things just as much.

Appearance is something you should definitely consider when you're going out. Have your girlfriend clip your nails or something like that.

A rusted nail, placed near the faithful compass, Will sway it from the truth, and wreck the argosy.

As actors, we were fighting that tooth and nail because of fear, because language is a crutch and dialogue is a crutch, and it's so easy to just have a great writer write you a line.

A strange thing — nails will hold a building together, but there's nothing better for taking a man apart.

Be critical of but not brutal with your writing. If something isn't essential, get rid of it. Remember that good dialogue can serve a whole passel of purposes in your novel, and to overlook one of them is to overlook one of the tools of the craft. Like hitting a nail with a screwdriver, if you know what I mean.

At the moment I was mad enough to chew up nails and spit out paper clips.

Being an actress, you are accustomed to learn to do so many things... You learn how to dry your hair, curl your hair and do your nails. Sometimes, just for fun, I have someone come in to do my nails, but I like to do them three times a week. If I went out to have them done, then I would spend my life at the hairdresser's and that I can't afford.

Calum offered to paint my nails but I said no because he always uses the wrong shade of purple.

Belief needs something terrible to make it work, I find--blood, nails, a bit of anguish.

Calvin is hammering nails into coffee table. Mom: CALVIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THE COFFEE TABLE?!? Calvin: Is this some sort of trick question, or what?

Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt, And every grin so merry draws one out.

During production, I didn't ever have one minute off to go file my nails, or do anything which girls quite like to do some of the time. I couldn't do anything. I turned into a zombie.