One of the worst things about ageing is the waning of your physical powers. I live in a house with 64 stairs, and I cannot run up and down them any more; my knee has conked out.
I’d think the house was the source of great sadness or pressure. I knew it wasn’t. I knew it was just where I lived. But I’d walk up the stairs and the second floor was just desolate. My old bedroom: empty. My old rehearsal room: empty. First floor studio: messy and empty. Middle room: broken gear everywhere.
Only a crazy person wouldn’t fear approaching a car with tinted windows during a late-night car stop, or pounding up a flight of stairs to execute a search warrant, or fast-roping from a helicopter down into hostile fire. Real agents, like real people, feel that fear in the pit of their stomachs.
I’m very interested in Queen Victoria’s younger years at Kensington Palace. She was born in the dining room because it had stairs down to hot water in the kitchen.
I don’t want to take the escalators. Give me the stairs that have the dips and the two old ladies that are blocking it and they’ve got an attitude, and they don’t want you to go past them.
There have been many times when I was working out intensely and in the best shape of my life, and then, for whatever reason, I got off track. Before I knew it, 3 or 4 months would go by, and all of a sudden, I’d find myself exhausted halfway up a flight of stairs!
If you want to make an audience laugh, you dress a man up like an old lady and push her down the stairs. If you want to make comedy writers laugh, you push an actual old lady down the stairs.
A lot of people have a cough that doesn’t go away, or go up and down stairs and get shortness of breath, and they don’t think about COPD. They could have a problem, though, and catching it in the beginning stages is crucial.
Being in New York City is the best because I’m always walking, taking the subway and walking up and down the stairs – whether you like it or not, you’re going to get exercise.
It’s not an easy place to be – to write a horror film. You go down the stairs to the dark to find these characters. It’s not a place anyone can go, and sometimes it’s not a place that you want to go.
An escalator can never break: it can only become stairs. You should never see an Escalator Temporarily Out Of Order sign, just Escalator Temporarily Stairs. Sorry for the convenience.
I have a two-year-old at home, and my whole life is – besides revolved around keeping this little person alive, just watching them on the stairs and eating food and everything of every minute of every day – you plan what time you’re going to bed so that you can be your best self first thing in the morning.
I got my first job the old-fashioned way: I took an elevator to the top floor of many buildings and walked down floor by floor on the stairs going into every firm and asking the receptionist if she knew of any jobs available.
I lived in Bandra East, on the 12th floor. There was a small earthquake; I could feel the building shaking. I was halfway down the stairs when I realised I’d forgotten my laptop, and all my scripts were on it. If I lost the laptop, I’d lose all my work. I ran back up to get it!
The best time I ever had with Joan Crawford was when I pushed her down the stairs in Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?
I visited Jobs for the last time in his Palo Alto, Calif., home. He had moved to a downstairs bedroom because he was too weak to go up and down stairs. He was curled up in some pain, but his mind was still sharp and his humor vibrant.
Instead of going into the kitchen all the time – I hate running up and down the stairs – I started using my Weber as a stovetop.
There’s nothing more daunting than a musical, but there’s also no more direct line to joy. Getting there, though, is like pushing treacle up stairs.
When a male stunt performer falls down a flight of stairs, he has a lot of clothes on and can wear all this padding. But because actresses never have a lot of clothes on – they are always falling in their underwear – you can’t wear any padding whatsoever.
I’ll do calf raises when I brush my teeth, I always take the stairs, and do squats on commercial breaks if I’m watching TV. It’s so easy and it has become my little habit.
I’m destiny’s child. I wasn’t meant to be born: my mother bled for four months when she was pregnant, and then she fell down the stairs in her eighth month of pregnancy. She nearly died; I believe I came into this world for a reason.
I trip walking down the stairs, but I can skate them probably.
When I was 5 years old, I was coming up the stairs, and I saw my mom standing there, singing ‘A Quiet Thing’ a cappella, and it was such a differentiating moment for me. I realized that we are separate from each other – she has dreams and goals.
I always walk up the escalator on the Tube, and I live in a house with a lot of stairs, and that’s good exercise, but you need more than that.
If I make your workplace conducive to walking at lunch, or working out at some time during the day, or I get people to use the stairs more by creating incentives to do such, then people will start doing it naturally.
I used to think that if I didn’t have time to do an hour long workout class, there wasn’t any point in exercising. But now, I make sure to do a little something every day: a brisk walk for 10 minutes, climbing stairs instead of taking the elevator. Then a few times a week, I do a longer workout.
You take that walk from the dressing room to the ring and that’s when the real man comes out. Then you climb up those four stairs and into the ring. Then finally, you can’t wait for the bell to ring.
I don’t like lifts and will walk up 20 flights of stairs if I have to. Crowded rooms make me uncomfortable, too, although I can sing to a stadium full of thousands of people no bother.
A woman is gentle, soft, delicate, and a man’s position is to protect her, help her up stairs, make sure she’s in the car safely first. Take good care of your woman, and the sky’s the limit!
I began singing in dive bars and really small clubs. I dragged my piano down the stairs, and I went down the street with my keyboard, and I would go to every different dive bar that I could get to agree to let me play. I’d call and pretend I was Lady Gaga’s manager.
My son, Jett, is two, and when I was pregnant my nose got bigger, so I got a new one. Everything was bigger for a while after having Jet, but I knew I needed to be able to walk up my stairs without being winded. It took me two years to lose 60 lbs – lots of walking, bike-riding, kick-boxing and performing.
I’ll take the stairs instead of the elevator, or when I’m on a phone call, I’ll do squats or pace the room when I’m talking. We’re modern women! We have to figure out how to make it work, right?
I started as a writer for magazines, and soon they asked me to illustrate my stories. I started from the bottom of the bottom. And I climbed the stairs, one by one.
I think I will be able to, in the end, rise above the clouds and climb the stairs to Heaven, and I will look down on my beautiful life.
If you can find a frock you look nice in and can run up three flights of stairs, you’re not fat.
I’d be totally exhausted by mid-afternoon, and I could barely climb the stairs at home. It was particularly alarming because all my life I’d enjoyed doing all my own stunts in shows, taking on every physical challenge. Yet suddenly, I’d become like a very old man. I knew something was wrong, but I had no idea what.
God can be realized through all paths. All religions are true. The important thing is to reach the roof. You can reach it by stone stairs or by wooden stairs or by bamboo steps or by a rope. You can also climb up by a bamboo pole.
I think the narratives on ‘Trans,’ ‘Plans,’ and ‘Narrow Stairs’ moved away from the way I wrote on the first couple of records, which was a lot more impressionistic. I was writing those songs in my early 20s, so I thought I was being more clear than I actually was.
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.
I think TV in general is camp. ‘X Factor’ is camp, ‘Strictly Come Dancing’ is camp. Basically, an orange man comes down some stairs and waves at the camera. People are drawn to that.
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