My wife's hands are very beautiful. I'm going to have a bust made of them.
I don't want to be surrounded by 'yes men'. I want people who'll disagree with me, even if it costs them their jobs.
I read part of it all the way through.
He treats me like the dirt under my feet.
The trouble with this business is the dearth of bad pictures.
What we need now is some new, fresh clichés.