Top 215 Plastic Quotes

I wish I had a twin, so I could know what I’d look like without plastic surgery.

Plastic debris in the ocean was thought to accumulate in big patches, mostly in subtropical gyres – big currents that converge in the middle of the ocean – but scientists estimate that only about 1 percent of plastic pollution is in these gyres and other surface waters in the open ocean.

I have had no plastic surgery on my face. Can I leave it at that?

On the face of it there is a pristine white sandy beach, but within an hour, around 100 of us can collect up to 250-300 kilos of rubbish. It’s mostly bits of plastic, fishing line, nylon, bottle caps. We’ve found everything.

I have quite a lot of plastic sunglasses. It’s just a nice accessory, it adds a final thing, and it’s my favorite way of figuring an outfit.

L.A. is conventional to a hyper-real degree. It’s plastic.

Some records with drum machines on them sound phony and plastic. It all depends on how you use the tools.

Of course, every time someone does a story on plastic surgery, my name will be dragged up. I’ve made it safe for other people to have plastic surgery. It’s no longer a bad word.

I’m that woman who would reuse all the plastic bottles that come home, wear the same clothes time and again, because why not?

Plastic waste is now found in the most remote areas of the planet. It kills marine life and is doing major harm to communities that depend on fishing and tourism.

I have to make a dress out of recycled materials for my kid’s preschool ‘Project Runway’-like assignment. I’m currently fusing plastic bags.

Managers tend to treat organizations as if they are infinitely plastic. They hire and fire, merge, downsize, terminate programs, add capacities. But there are limits to the shifts that organizations can absorb.

For 60 years man has been putting plastic into the ocean. And from that day onward we’re also taking it back out again.

Plastic surgery can’t make you younger or more beautiful, because beauty is in your eyes, isn’t it? It’s in your soul; you can’t strap it on.

It’s tricky to say ‘never,’ but I will never have plastic surgery.

In my experience, American office Christmas parties mean that everyone gets a thimbleful of lukewarm Champagne in a plastic cup.

In the suburban Midwestern Reform Jewish world I was raised in, in the nineteen-seventies and eighties, grown men built plastic scale models of Israeli tanks and F-15 jets and displayed them throughout the house, dangling the warplanes from bedroom ceilings with fishing line.

It’s a very strange experience to be four or five days from the closest point of land, and you see more plastic than life.

Painting is not for me either decorative amusement, or the plastic invention of felt reality; it must be every time: invention, discovery, revelation.

A game of chess is a visual and plastic thing, and if it isn’t geometric in the static sense of the word, it is mechanical, since it moves. It’s a drawing; it’s a mechanical reality.

The cinema, as literature, as all the plastic arts, do not exist outside of a critical system that allows us to study them.

I’ve noticed that women who pursue recognition rather than attention have a different relationship with aging. They’re not dropping tens of thousands of dollars on plastic surgery. When they have to choose between looking older – or looking odd – they’ll go with older.

Truly, the only way to prove that we can rid the oceans of plastic is to actually go out there and deploy the world’s first ocean-cleaning system.

I’m not a fan of plastic surgery. Oh, and I’ve never had a wax in my life. Waxing makes no sense to me because you have to grow it out to wax it.

The thought of somebody pulling and cutting around my face gives me stomach ache. Plastic surgery would be so painful. What if it doesn’t look good? What if they made a mistake? I couldn’t do it.

When you have all these traces of trash moving around, you can ask yourself how can we make the system more efficient. Then we can make better decisions. And perhaps we will not throw away the plastic bottles that go every day to the dump.

When I think about Plastic Man, he was genuinely the first funny super hero. I’m obviously attracted to that. There’s also this great mixture of tragedy in there, too, that I love. The humor comes from a place of pain.

I see myself at a certain age as not being able to play the kind of parts that would keep me stimulated, and I can’t imagine my life ending professionally the moment that I’ve got to go to the plastic surgeon and have my face rearranged.

A well-off plastic surgeon can suffer just as much as an Irish lad who has been abused or whatever.

Having plastic surgery is pathetic. You don’t look any younger; you look well for a bit until it starts going again, but it takes all the character out.

Plastic bags are bad and for the most part unnecessary.

I couldn’t believe they were saying I put a horrible fake plastic bosom over scars I was trying to heal and keep it in place with a tight bra, which could stop my blood flow, just so I could fit into my clothes.

I used to draw and make plastic figurines and watch ‘Wallace and Gromit’ films.

You know, everyone is always talking about plastic surgery, or the technology, what to do. I really think it’s important to help yourself with the technology if you want to feel better, but I am absolutely against any kind of monstrous cuts of the body, lifting that is beyond recognition, this kind of stuff.

I really don’t think plastic surgery is a good idea. People who’ve had it done don’t look younger or better, they just look like they’ve had plastic surgery.

In America, there’s a programme called ‘The Swan.’ They take 12 ugly people and call them ‘ugly ducklings.’ They spend six months and have everything done – plastic surgery, teeth, everything. And then they have this moment where their family is brought in, and they are revealed. It’s scary.

I’m the breadwinner. I kill the spiders. Actually I don’t kill them. I put them in a plastic bag and take them outside. I take out the trash cans. I change the light bulbs. I lug the 50 lbs. suitcases down the stairs.

I don’t want to fight aging; I want to take good care of myself, but plastic surgery and all that? I’m not interested.

I was lucky that I started very young, since I had a very clear idea of what I wanted to do. But my father is very conservative, and he never considered fashion to be a real career but something I could pursue as a hobby. He wanted me to be a doctor, and at one point, I thought of becoming a plastic surgeon.

Golf has always been a part of my life. My parents have footage of me in a walker swinging a plastic club. If I didn’t play golf, I would have been a baseball player. I could sit and watch baseball all day.

I don’t think I would ever have plastic surgery; there isn’t anything I’d want to change.

Ever since I was a girl, I have written about one to five pages every day – on napkins, on scrap paper, in notebooks and tablets, on the walls in my room as a teenager, and in orange paint on the cheap white plastic blinds in my room.

The mind-brain is lived only from a first-person perspective, and it is a dynamic, plastic organ that changes in relation to the environment.

The wheels of Hollywood grind very slowly so I’m going to have some collagen or some sort of plastic surgery.

I am violently untidy. My desk is overcrowded. I write my first drafts in longhand in a long notebook using a plastic throwaway fountain pen. Then I work on a word processor using a different desk and a different room.

I’m not big on plastic surgery for me but I don’t fault it for someone who wants it for them. You have to do what makes you feel good, but it’s not my thing.

I’m not having plastic surgery.

Banning paper and plastic and making shoppers carry their groceries home in their mouths like dogs is just the thing to make a little tin humanist in the Obama West Wing think he’s admiral of the Uzbek Navy.

Banning plastic bags so that people use paper bags or imported reusable bags that will end up in local landfills soon thereafter is not the only solution to our plastic bag challenge.

I had operations up until I was 18, then revision on my scars to put back my eyebrows. So I’ve had a lot of what is called plastic surgery. And I have huge, huge respect for what that is.

I don’t write Plastic Ono Band stuff, though I love that record.

Cricket came about for me when my dad started throwing plastic balls to me at home. I was four or five.

We are quite a way off before people travel around the world without cash in their pockets. The growth of plastic and electronic transactions have tended to impact traveller’s cheques rather than cash.

In business, standards establish the rules of the game, creating path dependencies as investments are made and corresponding designs are set in stone and plastic. Inferior standards can prevail due to smart marketing or industry collusion.

I’m not a plastic surgeon, and I cannot change the DNA of a person, but when I see a woman try on my clothes and she feels beautiful, I know I am doing my job.