I loved living in Hollywood - and the weather there was just fantastic - but there is something about rural England, and especially Suffolk and Norfolk, that pulls at my heartstrings.
What is it to be white? It does mean something to be Norwegian. It means something to be Polish or German or Spanish. But 'white' is simply a catchall for 'light-skinned person.' It doesn't really mean anything.
There's something about the sound of a train that's very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful.
There's a tendency, when the offspring of a famous person does something notable, to define them by their more-famous parent.
Write something, even if it's just a suicide note.
There's nothing new, even 'new' is inspired by something. We're all, either consciously or unconsciously, we're inspired.
Hats are really for ultimate occasions, so when I make one, I try to do something different, something noticeable.
When I heard about grooming gangs where almost every individual involved is of Pakistani heritage, I can't help noting that. But I can't helping noting the fact that Rochdale is a town that means something to me, and I'm also of Pakistani heritage.
A noun is not a name you give something. It is something you watch becoming itself, and you have to have the patience to find out what it is.
If somebody dumps something noxious in my back yard, the dumper is the last one I would call on to repair the damage.
I wanted to do something creatively, having been a beached whale for many months and nursing my daughter.
A fanatic is a nut who has something to believe in.
When I was competing I didn't have a nutritionist. It wasn't something that British athletics offered back then.
Objectification, whatever its form, is not something anyone should have to 'just deal with.'
So many objections may be made to everything, that nothing can overcome them but the necessity of doing something.
There's always something at least a little smug about self-reference - magazine articles about idealistic journalists, TV shows about TV actors, ironic films within ironic-er films: all this meta-media populated by thinly disguised characters making oblique inside jokes.
There is something about guns that inhibits understanding. It is not just that they can put an end to argument. They somehow generate beliefs that are obviously contrary to observable fact.
I think everybody has something that they've been obsessed about in their lifetime.
I become quite obsessive when I get into something.
It drives me crazy to throw something out. I find planned obsolescence revolting.
