
Top 13 Funnymen Production Quotes
#1. I've always been interested in the social conflict of my age, my own time, as well as the result of positive and negative of social change, and the ongoing quest we all have, from the cradle to the grave, for identity.
Stephanie Rothman
#2. In vino veritas. With wine comes truth.
Anonymous
#3. Plutarch says very finely that a man should not allow himself to hate even his enemies.
Joseph Addison
#4. I am not brutal or cruel to animals. My mission has always been to save dogs - especially troubled and abandoned dogs. I've dedicated my life to this.
Cesar Millan
#5. I'm not a bitch," I replied, and it took everything I had to keep my voice steady. "I'm a mother. I can't afford to play games with you, Ruger. You'll break me.
Joanna Wylde
#7. I'm not sure we will have every single Democrat ... but we want a large number of Republicans to be able to vote for this bill because we think that will encourage the House not only to move forward but to pass a bill.
Charles Schumer
#8. I can no more think of my own life without thinking of wine and wines and where they grew for me and why I drank them when I did and why I picked the grapes and where I opened the oldest procurable bottles, and all that, than I can remember living before I breathed.
M.F.K. Fisher
#9. I live by the philosophy that beauty starts from within, and I make a conscious effort to fill my body with nutrients through the food I eat.
Miranda Kerr
#10. Is it possible to fall in love over a single look? Anna couldn't say. But at the behest of a glance tossed casually down upon her, she was made witness, victim, and slave to the culmination of all her mythologies.
Jill Alexander Essbaum
#11. Mysteries lie all around us, even in the most familiar things, waiting only to be perceived.
Wynn Bullock
#12. What is life? The joy of the blessed, the sorrow of the sad, and a search for death. And what is death? An inevitable happening, an uncertain pilgrimage, the tears of the living, the thief of man.
Donna Woolfolk Cross
#13. Ethan looked at her with loathing. She was no longer the listless creature who had lived at his side in a state of sullen self-absorption, but a mysterious alien presence, an evil energy secreted from the long years of silent brooding.
Edith Wharton
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