Amanda Crew Quotes

I don't have any love for this business or the game or for acting. This is my day job.

I've had it where things didn't go well for me with movies or something that got canceled.

Many of the young aspire to happy marriages and dot-com fortunes but end up in guarded love and okay-for-now jobs.

My career is a burden, but I can't just fade out like a pathetic sore loser. More often than not, I'm just making a fool of myself for the hundredth time, and that wasn't part of the plan, initially. I'd be happier not having any kind of public presence whatsoever and just hiding behind the sleeves of the CD.

I resented that my career wasn't going the way that it was supposed to. And I was angry that I wasn't getting the parts that I wanted.

For a long time, I felt like I failed myself, my career, and my record company.

Whenever I work, I'm never really happy. I'm always second-guessing.

I probably looked pretty conventionally successful as a 24-year-old getting paid $125,000 a year, plus bonus, wearing suits, and living in a Manhattan apartment. But I hated my job, I didn't admire the people I was working with, and I felt that I was becoming a smaller, less imaginative, less risk-taking, less likable version of myself.

Post 'Shaitan,' I felt frustrated, as I was not getting the kind of work that I wanted to do.

I was initially excited about modelling, but soon, I started feeling detached with the job. I wanted dynamic growth in whatever I did.

Things don't always work out as you want them to.

I don't want to be a part of a show that is creatively dissatisfying.

He pressed himself into me and kissed my neck, and it was as if everything strong and solid inside me, heart and bones and muscle and gut, softened and melted from the heat of him.

Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard.

I love you: You imagine hearing the words from someone not related to you, someone not your best friend, but when someone you love, someone you dream about, actually says them, it makes your body melt and your breath get caught in your chest.

Then I thought, boy, isn't that just typical? You wait and wait and wait for something, and then when it happens, you feel sad.

Once you learn the idea of what a good guy is, you want your dad to be a good guy, and when your dad lets you down and doesn't act like a good guy, it's disappointing and can make you angry as you see it happen, which is beautiful and very believable.

Fear travels fast. Love travels a little more slowly. Rationale takes a little more consideration.

To me, the producing falls into the same as acting. It requires so much time out of your life, and I take it very personally, I realize, so if I do something, it just has to be something I love and I don't want anyone else to do.

Perhaps blue, red, and yellow strike the mind more forcibly from there not being any great union between them, as martial music, which is intended to rouse the nobler passions.

I'm often moved by the circumstances around some of my characters, but I don't think I've actually cried watching myself.

My skin burns where it meets his. It feels better than good, but it sets off a strange aching in my chest.

Abruptly he thrust his snow-drenched leather gloves against my cheeks. I dodged. A raw carnal feeling blazed up within me, branding my cheeks. I felt myself staring at him with crystal clear eyes... From that time on I was in love with Omi.

And when Eleanor smiled, something broke inside of him. Something always did.