Oh I love not wearing makeup, that’s like my favourite thing.
Oh! I’m a foodie. I think I’m the goddess of food. Even in my sleep, if you wake me up and tell me there’s food, I will get up and eat.
I enjoy tennis, though don’t play very often nowadays, and skiing… oh yes and swimming.
Oh, we want a new breed of men before India can be cleansed of her disease.
Oh, my God, I literally only have, like, one friend that I’m actually completely, like, myself with.
A lot of people, they think, ‘Oh, I’m only going to be happy when I find a special person who is going to make me happy.’ No. In life, you have to be happy with yourself first, number one.
All I can say about life is, ‘Oh God, enjoy it!’
Let’s call a spade a spade: when people look at me, they say, ‘Oh, she’s the androgynous one.’ I’ll tell you what type of character I would never be offered out there: The femme fatale. Or the white-trash, heterosexual hillbilly.
Being a drummer, I’m always like, ‘Oh, that’s got a funky beat. That’s cool,’ and I like to dance.
I didn’t actually know what a treasure ‘The Great British Bake Off’ was, so I just thought, ‘oh it’ll be fun to do that, I’d like to do that.’ Then when I went and had to have an audition and meet Paul Hollywood, I suddenly thought, ‘this is really important.’
The drive was brief and the conversation limited, but oh, what a legacy of love! Father never read to me from the Bible about the good Samaritan. Rather, he took me with him and Uncle Elias in that old 1928 Oldsmobile and provided a living lesson I have always remembered.
‘But I don’t want to go among mad people,’ said Alice. ‘Oh, you can’t help that,’ said the cat. ‘We’re all mad here.’
My generation, we really have to step up to the plate and vote. Tweeting is great – people say, ‘Oh, I don’t want this or that’ – but at the end of the day, tweeting isn’t a ballot. Just saying that you don’t like someone on Twitter is not going to turn a state blue or red. You have to vote.
Once I started writing at ‘The Onion’ I was like, oh this is it, this is my dream job, I’ve achieved my dream job.
It’s rare to find someone excited over jury duty. If they’re out there, I’ve never met them. Not a one. When the summons for jury duty arrives in the mail, how many people scream, ‘Yes!’ and run to clear the calendar? None. Our first and only reaction is, ‘Oh, no,’ quickly followed by, ‘How can I get out of this?’
I was reading an article in the ‘New York Times;’ it talked about being in the zone, and being in the zone you’re so focused that time ceases to exist. It’s when you think, ‘Oh, I’ve been doing this for five hours and didn’t even know it.’ It’s the difference between hard work and going, ’12 o’clock, not moving.’
If I had three pancakes in the morning I’d be like, Oh, I feel a little full, did I eat too much? Maybe I ate too much, I don’t feel perfect, what’s going on?’ It just snowballs.
They say I spend too much money, so they take it and put it away for me. What do I spend it on? Oh, old records and presents and things.
Oh, my father’s had a huge, immense impact on my career. I grew up on movie sets that he was working on, and it just become a part or was a part, was the only part of my life because I spent my whole childhood traveling and being on film sets.
The pretty girls get all the good stuff. Oh, God. So not true. I unlearned this after years of coaching beautiful clients. Yes, these lovelies get preferential treatment in most life scenarios, but there’s a catch: While everyone’s looking at them, virtually no one sees them.
American women often fall into the trap of, ‘Oh, these are my weekend clothes. These are my work clothes. This is what I wear at night.’ It’s so old-fashioned.
Even in the very beginning when she would bump into George Valentine and people would start taking pictures of her, she never thought, ‘I’m with George Valentine. I need to get a picture with him.’ She’s like ‘oh that’s funny. Everyone’s taking pictures!’
My grandfather used to be a chef and I remember going to his restaurant to peel potatoes and clean his floor. He used to go out and kiss all the girls in the restaurant and I thought ‘oh this is good… one day I want to be like him.’
Oh, Diane Nash deserves her own film. Diane Nash is a freedom fighter who is still alive and kicking. She was one of the leaders of the desegregation of Nashville, basically. She was a student at Fisk University who was one of the founding members of SNCC, the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee.
All my references are 50 years old-when somebody shot J.R., you know? Oh my god, I’m 100!
Before I left China, I was educated that China was the richest, happiest country in the world. So when I arrived Australia, I thought, ‘Oh my God, everything is different from what I was told.’ Since then, I started to think differently.
There are no black conservatives. Oh, there are neoconservatives with black skin, but they lack any claim to blackness other than the biological. They have forgotten their roots.
To get the Red Bull junior drive was like a massive pressure off… I didn’t have to go around asking Mum and Dad to sell their house or ask friends for funding. The instant feeling was, ‘Oh wow, amazing.’
I talk to people who are musicians, and they go, Oh this is hell. And I go, Are you kidding me? You never put tar paper on a roof, did ya?
Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I’m at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.
Oh literature, oh the glorious Art, how it preys upon the marrow in our bones. It scoops the stuffing out of us, and chucks us aside. Alas!
I see people like me, who thought someone like me couldn’t be in politics, now are saying, ‘Oh, wait, I don’t need to take money from corporations to run. Maybe I’ll run, too.’
The scent of wine, oh how much more agreeable, laughing, praying, celestial and delicious it is than that of oil!
Oh I ain’t going anywhere. You can’t get rid of me.
I was asked to sing with Mavis Staples on a gospel compilation called ‘Oh Happy Day.’ And, you know, other than being totally intimidated at the prospect of singing with Mavis, I was honored. I don’t really have much of a background in gospel music.
When I sat down and wrote the first paragraph, I was like, ‘Oh, I can go with this.’ I didn’t do an outline. I didn’t do anything. I just wrote sentence by sentence, not knowing where the story was going.
I’d be stupid not to take into consideration that there are certain things people will not consider me for because my name is Lopez. And I know I can do any kind of role. I don’t want anybody to say, Oh, she can’t pull this off. So those are barriers that you have to overcome.
Oh, it was so hard to leave Paris, just about my favorite city in the world.
Oh yeah – for sure – hardly a week doesn’t go by when I don’t hear something wonderful that someone has made in some low-budget situation, primarily with a view to selling a few hundred copies at their concerts.
I started ‘Outer Banks,’ because there’s so much hype around it. I saw one episode and I didn’t really continue, but I got to keep going at it. Two of the actors on there were also in ‘Stranger Things,’ and all my friends always ask, ‘Oh my God, you know Madelyn Cline. She was in ‘Stranger Things’ too.’
I think any great culture is born out of transparent, authentic communication. You almost can’t overcommunicate. You can try, and you might think, ‘Oh, do I really have to say this again?’ And the answer is yes.
Oh the Christian church has encouraged enormous immaturity among the peoples who are its primary adherence.
When it was over my daughter said, ‘Oh, I felt so sorry for him – he didn’t want to hurt you, he liked you.’ That was Victoria. When you visualize him up there on top of the Empire State Building, you do feel sorry for him.
People like that I wrote a book – that’s cute, but oh, making a business out of it? That’s not nice.
I am content with nothing, restless and ambitious… and I despise myself for the vanity, which formed half the stimulus to my exertions. Oh would that I were one of those plodding wise fools who having once set their hand to the plough go on nothing doubting.
I groan daily under a body of sin and corruption. Oh for the time when I shall drop this flesh, and be free from sin!
Oh, what lies there are in kisses.
I didn’t know exactly what a hipster was until we were in Brooklyn. It’s like a species. On first seeing it, I was like, ‘Oh my God, oh my God…’ Pre-tt-y fun-ny.
Oh, you weak, beautiful people who give up with such grace. What you need is someone to take hold of you – gently, with love, and hand your life back to you.
If at the end of the day, people look at it and say, oh, yeah, I liked his stuff, or for the most part I liked his stuff, or I’ve enjoyed watching some of the things he’s done, that’s all I can hope for.
Oh, how miserable it is to have no one to share your sorrows and joys, and, when your heart is heavy, to have no soul to whom you can pour out your woes.
Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty?
You just need to be honest with how you’re feeling. But, a lot of women are afraid of it because they think, ‘Oh, they are going to take my baby away. They’re gonna call me incompetent. I’m going to lose my job. I’ve got to be tough, it’s a man’s world.’
