There’s a way about it: tearing people down, but not tearing them apart.
There’s a danger in romanticizing what it means to be a writer. Because what it really means is hard, hard work. It means tearing your hair out. Feeling like your head is about to explode.
Surface R&B doesn’t work any more. The whole heartthrob thing, songs about unrealistic love and tearing your shirt off every show – that’s not really where it’s at any more. It’s becoming harder for those guys to sell records, and harder for them to succeed.
Tearing up a picture of the Pope comes under the heading of a Comedy Killer. It kind of breaks the spirit of the evening.
Actors want to act; actors want to emote. It’s like the emotional equivalent of tearing your shirt off and screaming to the heavens: you want to express, and you want to be seen to be expressing.
Reading nice stuff about you is lovely, but I know it’s going to be soul-destroying when you do something that everyone is tearing apart.
I will fight with all my power against the divisions that undermine us and which are tearing us apart.
As women, and as people, we’re often forced to choose between pop culture and tearing down celebrities or a show about politics.
I can’t even call it work. I’m a creative-a-holic. I love the tearing into new material.
Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering – because you can’t take it in all at once.
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