#lady

She is standing on my lids And her hair is in my hair She has the colour of my eye She has the body of my hand In my shade she is engulfed As a stone against the sky She will never close her eyes And she does not let me sleep And her dreams in the bright day Make the suns evaporate And me laugh cry and laugh Speak when I have nothing to say ↗

— Paul Éluard

#dreams

At one point, they offered me this part to play a drug-dealing, gun-selling butch lady. I don't know how to describe her but she had like a crew cut and stuff. I was like, 'Is this a joke?' And they said, 'No, we think it would be great because everyone would be like, 'Oh, look at what we've done to Charlotte.' I was like, 'Well I can't do that!' ↗

— Kristin Davis

#butch #charlotte #crew #cut #describe

But love's a malady without a cure. ↗

— John Dryden

#cure #malady #without

I love Joan Collins. She's a wonderful lady. She has such courage. She's such a good actress. ↗

— Robert Wagner

#collins #courage #good #i #i love

Conversation didn't seem necessary when I put the accordion down and swung some young lady around the floor. ↗

— Lawrence Welk

#around #conversation #down #floor #i

Once upon a perfect night, unclouded and still, there came the face of a pale and beautiful lady. The tresses of her hair reached out to make the constellations, and the dewy vapours of her gown fell soft upon the land. ↗

— Kit Williams

#came #constellations #face #fell #gown

Today she is the lady of death, which I believe is the best muse to have. ↗

— Kit Williams

#best #death #i #i believe #lady

I am here to play women's tennis. I'm a lady. Predominantly, most of the time I always like to play ladies. ↗

— Serena Williams

#am #here #i #i always #i am

I got sick and tired of my lady wearing ugly underwear to bed, so I turned to the Internet. ↗

— John Wilson

#got #i #internet #lady #sick

Stars wide of belt often cultivated a gentlemanly grandeur, a groomed refinement that filtered through their fingertips - the dainty fidgets of Hardy's plump digits, Orson Welles performing magic tricks with nimble dexterity, Jackie Gleason lofting a teacup to his lips as if he were Lady Bracknell - or through a fine set of twinkle-toes. ↗

— James Wolcott

#cultivated #dainty #filtered #fine #fingertips