#scream

Having a baby dragged me, kicking and screaming, from the world of self-absorption. ↗

— Paul Reiser

#dragged #having #having a baby #kicking #me

When someone screams at me to hurry up, I slow down. ↗

— Mario Lemieux

#hurry #i #me #screams #slow

I want every girl in the world to pick up a guitar and start screaming. ↗

— Courtney Love

#girl #guitar #i #pick #screaming

With a foreign policy appropriately rooted in some sense of humanitarian decency, the Central African crisis will not be easily ignored by American policymakers. It screams for remedy. ↗

— Michael Johns

#american #appropriately #central #crisis #decency

If there's no fire, there's no scream. If there's no scream, then no one hears you and no one comes to help you in the first place. The depth of my struggle has definitely determined the height of my success. To be able to teach my kids not just about success but about the struggle that comes with it. ↗

— R. Kelly

#about #comes #definitely #depth #determined

Everyone has an opinion, and the guy screaming for censorship may be the next guy to have his ideas cut off. ↗

— Richard King

#cut #everyone #guy #his #ideas

Take a sound from whatever source, a note on a violin, a scream, a moan, a creaking door, and there is always this symmetry between the sound basis, which is complex and has numerous characteristics which emerge through a process of comparison within our perception. ↗

— Pierre Schaeffer

#basis #between #characteristics #comparison #complex

You can scream at me, call me for a shoot at midnight, keep me waiting for hours - as long as what ends up on the screen is perfect. ↗

— Arnold Schwarzenegger

#ends #hours #keep #long #me

I don't know if I've ever screamed or cried for a band. ↗

— Kiernan Shipka

#cried #ever #i #know #screamed

Did he show himself?” Nash asked, and I glanced to my right to see him staring at my father, as fascinated as I was. My dad nodded. “He was an arrogant little demon.” “So what happened?” I asked. “I punched him.” For a moment, we stared at him in silence. “You punched the reaper?” I asked, and my hand fell from the strainer onto the edge of the sink. “Yeah.” He chuckled at the memory, and his grin brought out one of my own. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen my father smile. “Broke his nose. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#screamers #soul #demons