What Tim does is, he calls me and sends me the script. And then he sends me a drawing, an illustration of his image of me as the character. It's so great.
quote by Danny DeVito
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No Worries
when man cuts a tree
God spreads a thousand seeds
when man destroys a pond
God sends a new river
when man destroys the sea
God sends the tsunami
when man kills the bees
God sends more stings
when man kills the birds
God sends back the wind
so why worry?
for every lost creature
God is Here and He
Creates another
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It could be a great script but the director is not the right person for me to work for at this time. So there are a lot of elements that come into play and a lot of variables, but more than anything it's got to be a great script and a great character.
quote by Blair Underwood
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Heaven sends us good meat, but the Devil sends cooks.
quote by David Garrick
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God sends us the meat, but it is the Devil who sends us cooks.
Where God sends babbies he sends penny loaves.
God sends us meat, the devil sends us cooks.
But Tammy Faye calls me, and Ron Jeremy calls me, Erik Estrada sends me a Christmas card every year.
quote by Trishelle Cannatella
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This Little Bird
John d loudermilk
Theres a little bird that somebody sends
Down to the earth to live on the wind.
Born on the wind and he sleeps on the wind
This little bird that somebody sends.
Hes light and fragile and feathered sky blue,
So thin and graceful the sun shines through.
This little bird who lives on the wind,
This little bird that somebody sends.
He flies so high up in the sky
Out of reach of human eye.
And the only time that he touches the ground
Is when that little bird
Is when that little bird
Is when that little bird dies.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Godsends
God sends the rain to fall
ln its like proportions
upon both the wicked and the just
gentle raindrops... godsends
steady showers... godsends
dreadful downpours... God sends
raindrops... godsends to tender shoots
showers... godsends to the flowers
nature justly rewarded, thus rewards
equally with godsends of bounty
both the wicked and the just
meantime streams flow gently to the rivers
rivers bless landscapes they follow
godsends to parched places
until God sends rain in excess
rivers race in rising torrents
roaring without caution
raging toward the sea
flooding lands in equal proportion
of both the wicked and the just
exhibiting no bias
God sends godsends
to all men
poem by Mary Havran
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The school-room sends men to the Legislature, to the bench, and the executive office. The bar-room sends them to the scaffold and hell.
quote by Thomas Jordan Jarvis
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If I was a bad character that got away with murder like we see on other shows, I do not think I would like it because that sends a message that you can do these horrible things and never pay for it.
quote by Hunter Tylo
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Love is a Healer
The islands of sorrow green with pain
Volcanoes
Beneath the veneer trauma
Prayer sends me to you
Prayer sends you to me
Orphans in a strange world
Love rises over the sea
New family
Healing
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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I like good stories. Quality products and character are what's important. Even if the script isn't that strong, if I challenge myself with a great character, I'll go for it.
quote by Corin Nemec
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I Stand In The Fog, Afraid To Move
I stand in the Fog, afraid to move.
I might Fall. It calls. It wants me. I fear It.
The Crag, Hole, Mouth, End, Edge, Crack, Ledge, Bottom, Pull.
All names for It.
It wants me, but It knows I will not come to It.
It sends the Fog, Confuser, Deceiver, Trickster, Liar.
It sends the Fog to fetch me, confuse me, trick me, bring me to It.
I fear It, despise It, but secretly, want It, need It.
I stand trapped, struck, frozen.
The Tug, Light, Meadow, Life, calling me also.
I want to go, but I fear the Fog and It.
I do not know where It is.
The Tug and Pull.
They fight over me.
I beg for them to stop, for the Fog to life so I can walk away, but the Fog will not fade.
I stand in the Fog, afraid to move.
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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When God Cries...
When God cries
The rain comes down
When God is happy
We don’t see a cloud
The sun comes out
And dries the tears
When God is angry
The thunder and lightening appear
When God makes us a promise
He sends us a rainbow
When God is smiling
We see the bright sun glow
When He is sleeping
We see the moon and stars
When God is tired
He sends Jesus to help it not seem so far
Since God loves us
He sent His son
Since Jesus loved us so much
It was finally done
poem by Hillary Unknown
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It is only by drawing often, drawing everything, drawing incessantly, that one fine day you discover to your surprise that you have rendered something in its true character.
quote by Camille Pissarro
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