Sylvia Hoeks Quotes

I was a guy who abandoned a TV show. I didn't care about people.

You must show him, by leaving him severely alone.

I have disassociated myself from that book.

I have X'd myself from your world.

I used to go on all these blogs and all these websites which I really don't like to go and read about at all, and I couldn't care less anymore.

I'm not after anything, I don't want to be part of politics, I don't want to be a part of anything.

There are no more vices left - I don't drink or smoke and at a party, after a while, I am lost. I don't dance to the beat of that drum anymore.

Politics doesn't interest me in the least.

I just always assume no one is listening.

I go home, and there's dust on everything because I'm never there.

Politics is not my thing.

Let me clear it once and for all: I was never offered 'Befikre.' But had I been offered, I wouldn't have done it.

My mind was never into school, and education did not matter to me.

My father and I never really achieved a real relationship. We probably saw each other 20 or 25 times in our lifetime.

Once I stopped playing I didn't have the urge or drive to play again.

I paid absolutely no attention to politics as a teenager.

You not feeling me, fine. It costs you nothing, pay me no mind.

A lot of people enjoy being dead. But they are not dead, really. They're just backing away from life.

No one is waiting for me. In this story, I'm the girl no one is waiting for.

For tea she went down to see Misses Spink and Forcible. She had three digestive biscuits, a glass of limeade, and a cup of weak tea. The limeade was very interesting. It didn't taste anything like limes. It tasted bright green and vaguely chemical. Coraline liked it enormously. She wished they had it at home. "How are your dear mother and father?" asked Miss Spink. "Missing," said Coraline. "I haven't seen either of them since yesterday. I'm on my own. I think I've probably become a single child family.

...All my best words are deserters and do not answer the trumpet call, and the remainder are cripples.

If I had someone buttering me up, maybe I'd have worked out. You don't even know where I came from. Nobody wants to come out here.

I had learned so much about the world that I had decided to withdraw from it.

One day you're racing about the business of life, harried but vital, a part of its machinery. Then gradually but inexorably you are left out, until one day you find the machinery tearing along without you - and nobody even notices.