I feel like ‘Birds in the Trap’ seem united; it’s just metaphor for ones in their box that are stuck and can’t get their creative idea out.
The thing about American writers is that, as a group, they get stuck in the same idea: that we’re a continent and the world falls away after us. And it’s just nonsense.
Warren Beatty once told me that if someone’s really stuck on you, find them their next boyfriend. But I could never do that.
My only requirement for life is that I don’t get stuck in a rut.
I don’t want to sound like a retrospective person stuck in the past, but the fact remains that, in my day, everything was in the hands of the driver – the gear changes, the delicate art of clutch control during race starts, managing engine revs during gear changes – everything.
I learned so much watching my dad write songs and perform in front of thousands of people, and people were singing along to songs that I watched him write; it stuck with me.
Sometimes I don’t even know what to name a song when I get done with it, and I’ll let somebody else tell me what I should call it because it’s whatever stuck in their head.
Growth is painful. Change is painful. But, nothing is as painful as staying stuck where you do not belong.
For ‘Rosa Luxemburg,’ I read everything by and about her, but the first time I was stuck in that corset, I got an understanding of her that I’d never had before.
I don’t want to do material that I don’t like. I’ve always stuck to that policy. If that means being out of work for awhile, that’s fine with me.
A friend of mine told me a bunch of stuff on Buddhism and about Avicii being the lowest level of Buddhist hell, and it just sort of got stuck in my head. Later on when I went to setup a MySpace, I tried a bunch of names and they were all taken so I just kind of ended up with Avicii and then I got really attached to it.
Never sit staring at a blank page or screen. If you find yourself stuck, write. Write about the scene you’re trying to write. Writing about is easier than writing, and chances are, it will give you your way in.
If you don’t have savings, and your co-founders are as poor as you are, and if Mom and Dad won’t loan you money, then your best bet is to find people that know you – your friends. If they, too, won’t help, then you’re stuck seeking out angel investors.
I think archaeologists are stuck, and we are losing our past at a very rapid rate. Tens of thousands of sites will be lost, and we’ve only unveiled a tiny percent of the past.
A personal offense is like a scratch on a phonograph record. I couldn’t move my thoughts beyond my pain. It kept repeating, as if I were stuck within its grooves. There was only one way to play beyond it. I had to forgive them, so my heart could take its form again.
I think if I hadn’t been a writer, I’d have been a teacher like my dad. He was a college professor, and one of my greatest regrets is that he passed away before I was able to prove to him that I wasn’t going to be stuck working at Rax Roast Beef for the rest of my life!
If you look back, you get stuck in a year. I’ve seen rappers and singers get stuck in 2002 or 2005, and they can’t get out.
I do have a side of me that would just love to be stuck in the woods and have to stick it out and be really resourceful.
You don’t want to always put a bunch of sugar in you. Because your sugar gets high, it gets stuck in your blood, it gets stuck in your system. It makes you tired. You have the ups and downs.
My wife married me when the odds were that I’d be a house-painting bouncer for the rest of my days. She has stuck by me through that with nothing but love and support.
As a kid, I was always mad – just noticing the women at Thanksgiving, running around the kitchen, while the men were watching football. For one, I don’t want to cook, and for two, I hate football. I was stuck in the middle.
Josephine Baker is such an iconic woman that once you’ve touched her and she has touched you, it never goes away. I’m stuck with her. I’m sure 50 years from now, when they write my obituary, they will mention that I played Josephine Baker. It’ll be on my epitaph.
