Famous Quotes & Sayings

Mike Grell

That's not even a question. You go with what you grew up with.

Lori Petty

The first things I did was I was a writer, painter, and photographer, and we grew up very poor, so even though I could get into any college I wanted, there was no way to pay for it.

Mallory Ortberg

I grew up in a home where reading was a big deal.

Conrad Sewell

Nineties music was what I grew up with, and I want to make music that's soulful but that you can also dance and drive to.

Chris Froome

I grew up feeling people didn't look at skin color.

Jamie Hewlett

I grew up doubting myself. It was a very spotty, frustrating, worrying time.

Karl Hankton

I had to turn the TV off. You're looking at a place where I grew up - and it's gone.

Stephen Graham Jones

I feel very at home in L.A., I think, because it's dry, and there's sun, like the West Texas I grew up in.

Daryl Sabara

I feel really lucky that I grew up pretending to be a spy for my whole childhood.

Karen Hechler

I was overwhelmed by the number of hotels -- there were over 12. They would invite someone to stay in their hotel for $3 a week.

John Oates

You've got to pay me to leave my house, spend the night in hotels and fly in airplanes. That's what I get paid for. Playing I actually do for free.

David Paulison

These people in hotels and motels must take the next step to find a better housing solution.

George Herbert

Of all smells, bread; of all tastes, salt.

Buzz Aldrin

At 10,000 feet, the 3 parachutes would come out, a little lower the pressure of the atmosphere outside was greater than inside, and we could smell the salt air and it was very encouraging to return to earth.

Jessica Simpson

I'll usually wash my hair and let it air-dry wavy, but if I'm just in a hang-out mood, I won't even wash it. I'll wait until it smells.

Rebecca West

All disgrace smells alike. Differences in ruin are only matters of degree.

M. F. K. Fisher

The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight

Adam Rapp

When I got inside, I just sort of stood there. There's nothing stranger than the smell of someone else's house. The scent goes right to your stomach. Mary's house smelled like lemon furniture polish and oatmeal cookies and logs in a fireplace. For some reason it made me want to curl up in the fetal position. I could have slept right there on their kitchen table.