“George Harrison: The day after the Blue Angel audition.”

Paul ripped off John’s right arm and used it to slap John across the face, then he said, “Those’re horrible, mate, just horrible, y’know.

I said to him, “State your business, mortal!” There was no need for me to call him “mortal” or to speak like a sixteenth-century knight. It just sounded cool.

George had taken off all ten of his fingers and tied them into a bundle with what appeared to be either his own small intestines.

The Deads-men, the Deadmen, the Undeads-men, the Undeadmen, the Rots, the Rotters, the Dirts, the Dirty Ones, the Grayboys, the Eaten Brains, the Eating Brains, the Mersey Beaters, the Mersey Beaten, the Bloodless, the Graves, the Headstones, and the Liverpools of Blood.

Then he said in his most excellent Mick impression, “Your powers are useless against Ninja Lords, O great zombie hunter! Surrender or feel the sting of the shuriken!

John showed up to rehearsal with a long list of name suggestions, and I remember each and every one of them.

Or a guitar string; as I walked into the room, he lovingly placed the bundle on his head.

Getting to the top has an unfortunate tendency to persuade people that the system is OK after all.

It is the first cry after birth

After Russia (winning bronze at Rostelecom Cup), I’m one of the top Canadian ladies.

In love, fidelity signifies this extended victory: the randomness of an encounter defeated day after day through the invention of what will endure.

After looking at Salomaybe, I don’t know who the hell the real me is. I think it’s closest now to the real me because for one thing, I’m used to this.

All I am is what I’m going after.

You don’t get to know anybody in a movie until after it’s over. You work less together in a film than you do onstage.

My dad was in the army. World War II. He got his college education from the army. After World War II he became an insurance salesman.