Zitat des Tages über Kopf / Head:
What's the worst that could happen? You're going to come second or lose? It's not like someone has got a gun to your head.
As a kid, I was a dancer in Dick Whittington, Snow White and Cinderella. When I was 14, I played Baby Bear. I had a big head on, and you couldn't see my face. My mum was very disappointed.
I am sensible of the velocity of the moments, and entering that part of my head alert to the motion of the world I am aware that life was never perfect, never absolute. This bestows contentment, even a fearlessness.
If you don't know how to die, don't worry; Nature will tell you what to do on the spot, fully and adequately. She will do this job perfectly for you; don't bother your head about it.
I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness.
Plow through the weeds. Go to the auditions and go to the meetings and be on time. Stop looking to the left or the right. Keep your head down and keep moving.
It is the heart always that sees, before the head can see.
I'm the slowest reader in the world, because I perform it all in my head.
I want to play a character I've never been before-a crazy serial killer like Charlize Theron in Monster. I'd love to have to shave my head.
You have to say what comes into your head, and sometimes the wrong words come, in the wrong order or I'd make prophecies which immediately turned out to be wrong.
I knew as an assistant coach it wasn't my place to overstep the head coach.
Whether it's soundtracking a moment in my life or just motivating me to hit the gym, I constantly have music playing. Even if it's just in my head.
Learn it well in your head, know it well, pick things you know and bring the old you and all the experience you have from singing these various kinds of feelings that are still related to what I have done in the rest of my career.
From the time I could play the piano, I remember trying to write tunes. They were in my head, and I would just sit down and start noodling. Next thing I knew, I had written a melody.
So I don't think I'm gonna pull my head into my shell just because a bunch of people start acting like idiots.
So I don't really have a clear plan, in terms of music, as to where I want to head in the future.
I hear entire symphonies, oratorios, in my head, but I can't write a note.
I don't see myself as beautiful. I was a kid who was freckle-faced, and they used to call me 'hay head.'
Getting a great idea with song writing is a lot like love. You don't know why this one is different, but it is. You don't know why this one is better, but it is. It sticks in your head, and you can't stop thinking about it.
Just about every weekend when I was growing up, we would throw rods and rifles and tents and shovels and pickaxes into the back of the truck and then head off to the side of a mountain or the bottom of a canyon. Hiking, fishing, hunting, rock-hounding: this is how my parents passed the time.
We will not go. The only way to get us there is to come in here with clubs and knock us on the head, and drag us out and take us down there dead.
Even if I'm not vocally my best, if I have a head cold, as an actor, I cannot give anything less than my very, very best. There's nowhere to hide!
My cartoon life is in my office, and it's very separate and getting very in my own head. My television life is I'm begging one of the actors to say the line in the way I'd like them to.
In France, I discovered that I love writing in the city. There's such an intensity to being in the city that matches the intensity of what you're experiencing in your head.
For a head of state presiding over a ruined economy, an active army with its low wages is god-sent: All he's got to do is provide it with an objective.
When you get old, it's hard to tell what's memory and what you've kind of created in your head as memory, you know?
Yes, but personally I was never a big acid head.
My morning begins with trying not to get up before the sun rises. But when I do, it's because my head is too full of words, and I just need to get to my desk and start dumping them into a file. I always wake with sentences pouring into my head.
He told me he was working as an interpreter in a doctor's office in Brookline, Massachusetts, where I was living at the time, and he was translating for a doctor who had a number of Russian patients. On my way home, after running into him, I just heard this phrase in my head.
I try to keep my head on straight and take nothing for granted.
In the tight belly of the dead, Burrow with hungry head, And inlay maggots like a jewel.
I can put my legs behind my head. That's a fun fact that not a lot of people know!
Herb Solo at that time was the head of MGM. I said, 'I want to live like Clint Eastwood.' Did I know at that time Clint Eastwood, to him, Heaven was a truck, a dog, and a picnic basket for food or something?
When I was younger, I was able to write with music playing in the background, but these days, I can't. I find it distracting. Even when the music is just instrumental or has lyrics in a language I don't understand, the clash between the voices in my head and the song can be very disorienting.
When I lay my head on the pillow at night I can say I was a decent person today. That's when I feel beautiful.
Where I'm from, they'll beat your head until it gets back down to normal size.
