Olivia Quotes
Olivia Quote of the day
I could see myself in a relationship with a girl - Olivia Wilde is so sexy she makes me want to strangle a mountain ox with my bare hands. She’s mesmerizing.
Olivia Newton-John - Australia's gift to insomniacs. It's nothing but the blonde singing the bland.
I married first, won the Oscar before Olivia (sister Olivia de Havilland) did, and if I die first, she'll undoubtedly be livid because I beat her to it!
Because Olivia Newton-John wasn't from Nashville, they didn't like her winning our awards. I've got no complaints.
If Peter Pan had been real, he would've gone mad and killed everyone in Neverland.
The last couple of roles I missed out on went to Jennifer Hudson, Jessica Biel and Olivia Wilde.
Love is illogical. You fall into it like a manhole. Then you're just stuck. You die in love more than you live in love.
Olivia: What's a drunken man like, fool? Feste: Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman: one draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns him.
We poets would die of loneliness but for women, and we choose our men friends that we may have somebody to talk about women with. Letter to Olivia Shakespeare, 1936
For if Chloe likes Olivia and Mary Carmichael knows how to express it she will light a torch in that vast chamber where nobody has yet been.
I'm into classic games like Donkey Kong, and also collect vintage tour t-shirts - everything from Olivia Newton-John to Duran Duran. I've got a Chicago one worth $100.
Sitting next to Olivia Newton-John, I was like, 'Do not sing one song from Grease.' That's all I was telling my brain at all times: 'Do not sing Hopelessly Devoted. Don't do it.'
I used to date Olivia Munn... But when she was 'Lisa,' that was the problem. She wasn't Asian back then.
Yeah!' I said again, widening my eyes and nodding slowly but emphatically to show that she had seen into my own symmetrical soul.
Isn't that the tragic thing about women? That we live on long after our passions have died?
It never ceased to amaze me how she just had the facts always, in her head. It occured to me that if, or when, she died, a whole load of facts, a body of knowledge, might disappear without a trace.
Only five books tonight, Mommy, " she says.No, Olivia, just one."How about four?"Two."Three."Oh, all right, three. But that's it!
The sharp, superficial pain at being spoken to unkindly had obscured the deeper pain, which had not yet turned into something hard and heavy.
Mizuko loved reading the dictionary. She liked it when there were multiple meanings for words and when opposite meanings could be contained.
Waking in the morning, I had to remember grief all over again. It was sunny, a white winter sun, and that made me sad.
I sit back up and try to banish such thoughts from my mind. They're stickier than I expect.
I had shelved expectations of another kiss
Well, then, what's the plan now? You can't stay here forever.'My plan was indeed to stay there forever.
I felt the nauseous shiver in my stomach—everything from rage to empathy to morning sickness—that I had grown used to and now thought of as being love.
Suddenly I had to laugh. It was like realising you definitely need to projectile vomit when you thought you had it under control in some imprisoning form of public space.
To me, it was clear proof of the existence of supersymmetry, the idea that every particle has a partner. She was mine.
The messages must be stuck somewhere in the tube of light underneath the ocean that connects London and New York.
I'd seriously contemplated a real collar - a sparkly green one - if only because I was sure it would offend his dignity.
She was limp and pathetic and woozy and I loved her, I realised, even more because I knew how completely it was doomed.
Man with goatee. Man who looked like a Beatle. All the Beatles at once. Woman wearing newspaper hat. I'd grown used to how weird New Yorkers were, and I could fit them into types.
I began to cry but maintained my shouting through it, like a wind through sheets of rain.
I couldn't decide what kind of person she was, whether she was one of those insects that look exactly like wasps but aren't . . . I just wanted to know if she would sting.
No order, no pattern, just chaos. Lots of little universes separated by invisible screens . . .
Wrapped up in him, in his bad boy ways and his good guy heart, is my whole world. Somehow, while I wasn’t looking, I fell. And I fell hard. For my soul mate. For the love of my life. For my hero.
Demon possession strains the boundaries of credulity, given the sheer number of times it seems to happen. One would really hope demons had better things to do with their time.
I was on the sidewalk, buffering, wondering if it was okay to follow people in real life.
...every now and then I watched him beam at Olivia. He obviously adored her. And I realized that meeting her father made me look at Olivia differently. She was somebody's little girl.
In the meantime, I’ll get a job. I’ll pay my own way.” “A job?” “Mmm, yeah. It’s that thing people do to make money.
