The first song I wrote was called ‘Here I Go Falling In Love’ I wrote it in the sixth grade.
Man can know his world without falling back on revelation; he can live his life without feeling his utter dependence on supernatural powers.
When I moved to England, at 19, I had a rude awakening. I knew it would be chilly but when I saw leaves falling off the trees I thought someone had dropped a nuclear something!
I remember myself as an asthmatic child, having great difficulties at 7, 8 and 9 years old, falling totally in love with ‘Tarzan, Lord of the Jungle’ and dreaming of having his strength to leap into trees and throw mighty lions to the ground.
Millions of people are falling out of the middle class into the ranks of the poor.
There is nothing wrong with falling for someone.
A romance novel focuses exclusively on two people falling in love. It can’t be about a woman caring for her aging mother or something like that. It can have that element, but it has to be primarily about the male-female relationship.
I am so bored with seeing stories about a mature man of 65 falling in love with a beautiful girl of 32.
Things can be funny when people are uneasy. It softens them up and stops them falling asleep on the sofa. I like those moments where people half-smile and half-wince.
Stockings are tricky for girls – you worry about them falling down all night and the idea that you dress up at 7pm so that your boyfriend can get excited about six hours later is just too much effort.
On-camera stuff just hit. I decided to do it to supplement my voice-over career, but I ended up falling in love with it, and it actually hit a lot harder than my voice-over career.
I’m not afraid of falling and getting up the next day with a few bumps and bruises.
I was going to shave it. It went in two parts. I got a bob first but it kept falling all over my face. Then it was off, short. The main reason it was long was because my mother cut it short when I was little and I was trying to make up for that.
The best way to avoid falling prey to the opinions of others is to realize that other people’s opinions are just that – opinions. Regardless of how great or terrible they think you are, that’s only their opinion. Your true self-worth comes from within.
You get into your late fifties, people start falling like flies all around you. I don’t take life for granted any more. I’m really glad to be here.
It’s tricky for me to take a dive, though. If I fall down under the slightest kick, I’m going to look stupid falling down like I’ve been shot.
Anyone can show exceptional leadership ability in easy times. When all’s going to plan, anyone can be inspirational/excellent/innovative and strong. The real question is how do you show up when everything’s falling apart?
When you win, there’s congratulations. When you lose, the world is falling apart.
I feel like every five to seven years I really need to put myself in this position of discomfort and exploration, just to survive. Otherwise I feel like I’m falling asleep, like I’ll go crazy if I don’t do it.
You don’t drown by falling into water. You only drown if you stay there.
I always had a penchant for falling in love. Every time I found myself without a mate, I fell into a state of low-sizzling panic.
Photography is a demanding action sport. The light can change so quickly. I often find myself sprinting so that I can catch the perfect light falling on a photogenic subject.
My older sister was into grime, so she got me into it. When I was ten, I begged her to take me to my first house party, where there were decks and a mic. I ended up falling asleep standing up in the corner.
There’s nothing less sexy than a girl falling over on stage. I have fallen once, but it had nothing to do with my shoes. I’m legally blind, so I fell over a monitor because the stage was black, and I had no depth perception. Mortifying.
I am terribly clumsy, so there is a plethora of walking into lamp-posts, falling over, dropping things, and ruining sofas.
Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever.
It’s a relief to hear the rain. It’s the sound of billions of drops, all equal, all equally committed to falling, like a sudden outbreak of democracy. Water, when it hits the ground, instantly becomes a puddle or rivulet or flood.
I can’t explain chemistry. I really can’t. I haven’t got a clue what it’s all about. It just happens. It’s like falling in love. You can’t explain why you fall in love or explain why it’s this particular person.
I’m quite cautious in most areas of my life, but I’m always happy to gamble when it comes to acting. I’m not frightened of falling on my face.
I honestly was supposed to always be a wrestler. I was never hired into any business as an announcer. That was just something I ended up falling into.
I often have trouble falling asleep at night, so when I’m lying in bed I think up stories. That’s where I do a lot of my thinking. I also get a lot of ideas while I’m reading – sometimes reading someone else’s stories will make me think of one of my own.
Before you take your address, while you’re still reading the putt, imagine the ball tracking on the line you’ve chosen and falling into the cup. If you don’t believe you can make every putt, why bother trying?
I think everybody must be aware that this society is a whole lot shakier now than it was before the war. I was trying to examine, in ‘Dog Soldiers,’ the process of that blow falling on America.
I started writing ‘Leaves Of Grass’ when my professional life was falling apart somewhat. I just had a movie implode in pre-production. And so I came back licking my wounds to New York, where I live, and started to write a script about a protagonist for whom the exact same thing happened: His life was falling apart.
I’m constantly falling in love with objects, and they follow me around the world.
I could tell you which writer’s rhythms I am imitating. It’s not exactly plagiarism, it’s falling in love with good language and trying to imitate it.
Grass is not natural for me, but I am getting better. I have to focus on not falling, not injuring myself. I cannot take off as fast as I want to and I have problems braking.
I’m constantly falling deeper in love with my wife.
Those extreme-sports kids today are good, but they have it easy. Try falling off of a motorcycle going 70 or 80 miles per hour on asphalt. Believe me, nothing equals it.
When I wrapped ‘Falling Skies,’ I took a trip to the Caribbean to visit my grandma, which is great. I was out there for two weeks in Grenada. Then after that, I went to Poland for two and a half weeks to go watch some of the European soccer championships.
People are falling in love with characters now, and that is why writers are creating such stories. I am really happy that such stories are getting prominence.
What’s really interesting and fun to explore is not just the falling in love and everything being great, but the obstacles to falling in love.
The world is falling apart and nobody is there for you, 2020 has shown it over and over again. But American capitalism is.
Trump’s voters loathe Jeb Bush because their lives are falling apart, and they blame people like him.
I like the scene in the first ‘Scream’ movie where Sidney gets up, and dusk is falling, and she’s looking out at the hills of Santa Rosa, there where it was filmed, and that’s where you sort of hear her theme being played out. I always liked that moment because, to me, it became more than just a horror movie.
Two things revolutionised life: moving to the countryside and falling in love.
It’s amazing to play a character that gets to do everything – to have the action moment, have the really emotional moment, have the really fun, sweet, falling in love moment.
When I started the label, I stopped racing. Even though I have a better chance of getting hurt walking outside and falling down the stairs, if I had gotten injured on the racetrack, people would be going, ‘What is this guy doing?’ So I had to grow up a little bit.
From 1936 on, I have taken more falls than any other 20 comedians put together. From the time I was 21, I’ve taken them on everything from clay courts to cement to wood floors, coming off pianos, going out a two-story window, landing on Dean, falling into the rough. You do that and you’re gonna have problems.
All who call the Holy Ghost a creature we pity, on the ground that, by this utterance, they are falling into the unpardonable sin of blasphemy against Him.
One of the darkest, deepest shames so many of us mothers feel nowadays is our fear that we are Bad Mothers, that we are failing our children and falling far short of our own ideals.
If you were falling in love and you could go back in time and relive a day and see the banal things you did that you’d forgotten about, you’d weep, looking at that day.
As a romance novelist, I have a rather skewed view of babies. You see, they don’t typically fit into the classic structure of the romance novel – romance is about two people finding each other and falling in love against insurmountable odds. Babies… well… babies are complicated.
The honors of this world, what are they but puff, and emptiness, and peril of falling?
