Think Of Me Quotes

Think Of Me Quote of the day

The important thing is not what they think of me, but what I think of them.

My philosophy is: It's none of my business what people say of me and think of me. I am what I am, and I do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. And it makes life so much easier.

I want people to look at a checkerboard and think of me!

Do I worship God or what other people think of me?

What other people think of me is none of my business. Sometimes, it hurts my feelings, but I have to just keep going.

What other people think of me is becoming less and less important; what they think of Jesus because of me is critical.

Please think of me like an endangered species and just observe me quietly from far away. If you try to talk to me or touch me casually, I may get intimidated and bite you. So please be careful.

I know we didn't make an anti-Semitic film. This is what the Gospels are. And it's none of my business what other people think of me.

What other people think of me is none of my business. One of the highest places you can get to is being independent of the good opinions of other people.

When you think of the debonair, ridiculously good-looking guy, you think of me.

I'm so secure in myself I couldn't care less what people think of me.

I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.

All I care is what the boys at the forks of the creek think of me.

Wherever I am when you feel sick at heart and weary of life, or when you stumble and fall and don’t know if you can get up again, think of me. I will be watching and smiling and cheering you on.

Think about me lightly, think of me, and forget.

People still think of me as a cartoonist, but the only thing I lift a pen or pencil for these days is to sign a contract, a check, or an autograph.

When you think of me as a football player, I would like for people to think that I put it on the line every time. Good or bad, win or lose, I put it on the line.

As I get older, I'm more relaxed and less concerned with what people think of me

The gospel doesn't just free me from what people think of me, but also from what I think of me.

I would love for people to be able to think of me as a guy who stood up for what he believed in and helped make a difference for the vets.

What other people think of me is not my business. What I do is what I do. How people see me doesn’t change what I decide to do.

I don't want to know what they think of me - there's always going to be someone who won't like it and that'll just upset me. So, if I'm happy with it, it just matters if I've done my little vision.

Think of me as a fellow patient in the same hospital who, having been admitted a little earlier could give some advice.

I can only say, think of me what you will, I have worked for thirty years in the Party, and my whole family has devoted everything to the affairs of the Party, the affairs of socialism.

The next time you get nervous about others opinions, look them mentally in the eye and say, "What you think of me is none of my business."

If the only time you think of me as a scientist is during Black History Month, then I must not be doing my job as a scientist.

I really don't care what people think of me.

What will they think of me? Must be put aside for bliss

Just promise me you'll think of me everytime you look up in the sky and see a star

I don't care what people think of me or for what reason they think of me. I don't feel like I don't know who I am to the degree that I have to change my hair to create a new me.

What do you imagine the American people would think of me if I wasted my time going to the ball game?

But do you ever think of me, when you lie? Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies.

But enough of me. Lets talk about you. What do you think of me?

She looked at him in wonder. "Do people think of me like that? I only did what anybody could have done." "That's as it may be," he replied. "The fact is, that you did it.

My acting ability would have sent me back to the post office. It was my singing that got me jobs. Ironically, now, people think of me as an actor and don't know me much as a singer.

I live way out in the country, so there's not a lot of people around to remind me. And my friends don't think of me as 'Kim Novak' anymore anyway. It's like they forgot, too. And so it's nice.

Even today I meet people who think of me automatically as a tough, insensitive, coarse guy named Stanley Kowalski. They can't help it, but, it is troubling.

You want to be the best at your position. And if people think of me as one of the best ever, that's the ultimate compliment.

I think of me being a painter eventually.

I suspect that a lot of studio executives still think of me as 'what's-his-name'.

I never tell the audience what to think of me. When I talk, how you consume it is up to you.

Some women have said, 'Gee, here I am getting involved with this fat guy, what will people think of me?' But they were converted and sometimes surprised.

I see my face in the mirror and go, 'I'm a Halloween costume? That's what they think of me?'

Toohey: "Mr. Roark, we're alone here. Why don't you tell me what you think of me? In any words you wish. No one will hear us." Roark: "But I don't think of you.

I'm a pretty quiet guy, but if people want to think of me as a lady killer, I guess that's good.

Because you know, down deep in my heart, when all is said and done, I still live under the illusion that basically people think of me as an up-and-coming young actor.

Many people think of me as a perfectionist, someone who polishes and shines each song and performance. I've always been bothered by that assumption.

Think of me as the weathered sheriff coming back into Dodge 'cause the youngsters are shooting up the church and scaring the horses and not doing right by the women.

You make a first impression and people never forget it. If people want to think of me as the wacky 'Juno' lady forever, I could think of worse ways to be labeled.

When I cry - when I let myself cry - that's who I cry for. I don't cry for myself. I cry for the Cassie that's gone. And I wonder what that Cassie would think of me. The Cassie who kills.