Range Quotes - Page 5

Our proximity keeps us honest. Our intentions keep us strangers.

Everyone says corruption is everywhere, but for me it seems strange to say that and then not try to put the people guilty of that corruption away.

I must have ended up on the wrong planet. Everything here is so strange.

Manicures: Which are basically just holding hands with a stranger for forty-five minutes whilst listening to Enya.

The world is a strange and wonderful place.

...A strange art – music – the most poetic and precise of all the arts, vague as a dream and precise as algebra.

People do give me a hard time about my hair because it's orange and it's big.

So much must I live for others, that almost I am a stranger to myself.

What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.

This is your life. Now go make it the one you've always wanted.

I did not know then that this is what life is - just when you master the geometry of one world, it slips away, and suddenly again, you're swarmed by strange shapes and impossible angles.

Strange—we are always inhabiting more than one realm of existence—but they all fit in if the art is right.

Art is a liaison between some sort of deranged mentality and others who are not going through it.

Once you expose your private life, if you give one little bit, the floodgates are open and everyone's got a free range for you.

The most important things in our intimate lives can't be discussed with strangers, except in books.

The normal make a living. The deranged make history.

That's the strange thing about a good story. No pleasure if you can't share it.

We have reached a strange new place in marketing when tweets become full-page print ads.

Orange is red brought nearer to humanity by yellow.

There's something strange and powerful about black-and-white imagery.

Photography is the recording of strangeness and beauty with beguiling precision.

You can't get an actor to do something that is beyond his range, so you have to be aware of the range of the actor and, if necessary, alter the part to suit the actor.

As you love yourself, so shall you love others. Strange but true, with no exceptions.

The real mystery is this strange need. Why can't we just hide it and shut up? Why do we have to blab? Why do human beings need to confess?

Life is full of strange absurdities, which, strangely enough, do not even need to appear plausible, since they are true.