Quotes About Hollywood Blvd

#1. Because someone stole Gregory Peck's star on Hollywood Blvd., I have hired a Brink's guard to protect my star!

Rip Taylor

#2. Doing that kind of work, you really get to know if you like animals. If you can somehow enjoy cleaning out their cages, then you know you genuinely love animals.

Jack Hanna

#3. Every particle of the world is a mirror. In each atom blazes forth the light of a thousand suns. Open the heart of a raindrop and you will find a hundred oceans. In a grain of sand lies the seed of a thousand beings.

Mahmud Shabistari

#4. Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.

Roberto Bolano

#5. It just isn't possible for you to ask me all the questions, or for me to give you all the answers.

Jose Saramago

#6. I think the true test of a pop song, for me, and I've talked to a lot of other writers about this, is you take your demo, you pop it in your car and you drive down Sunset Blvd. to Santa Monica, and that's the Hollywood car test.

Ryan Tedder

#7. The definition of promiscuity? One more partner than you've ever had.

Gloria Feldt

#8. I sang in the coffee houses of the country in the early '60s with no idea of success in terms of records or television. I just thought I was a storyteller. I didn't even think of myself as a singer.

Judy Collins

#9. Language is almost the most unique creation of humankind which defines itself; the alternative way of communication/comprehension/conception, yet overusing any invention, can cause Alienation.

Fereidoon Yazdi

#10. We left home, married, had children of our own, found the seeds of meanness blooming also within us. Dad began dresssing the pole with more complexity and less discernible logic. He draped some kind of fur over it on Groundhog Day and lugged out a floodlight to ensure a shadow.

George Saunders

#11. It was the same smile he used in bed with Crick
the gentle, sweet smile that made him look young and a little vulnerable. Crick turned the picture around, and Benny had written, I asked him to think of you.

Amy Lane

#12. This month past. They had been engaged for six months (I don't think a single one of them had any clear idea of time, as we at the end of countless ages have. They still belonged to the beginnings of time - had no inherited experience to teach them as it were), and of course, as long as there was a

Joseph Conrad

#13. She mistrusted the periods of quiet that are essential to true growth. Desiring

E. M. Forster