My grandad used to work in the mines, he's retired now, but he's been a big part of my career.

It would be nice to hear someone accidentally whistle something of mine, somewhere, just once.

My body is the only thing that’s truly mine, so I don’t give it away as though it’s worthless.

If somebody don't like something that I do, that's his or her prerogative. Just like it's mine.

If you had a face like mine, you'd punch me right on the nose, and I'm just the fella to do it.

I look at my hands and go, 'Hmm...what happened? Whose hands are those? Oh my God, they're mine'

We've had parallel lives. And frankly, I prefer mine to his. I would not like to be George Bush.

Success is mine when I work my hardest to become my best, and I alone determine whether I do so.

When the humility of someone is undermined, whether I like it or not mine is undermined as well.

No one will ever believe that both your hard drive and mine crashed within a week of each other.

I am very privileged and honored when someone chooses to read a book, especially a book of mine.

Stop looking out, start looking in. Be your own best friend. Stand up and say, hey, this is mine!

I routinely never discuss my marriage. It's nice to have things in my life that are totally mine.

How can he do this? If you were mine, I would fight to keep you. I would die, before I let you go.

Needing and getting don’t seem likely to match up any time soon... What needs doing is mine to do.

I'm already hot, you could say I'm pre-heated. If money talks, mine's telling your's to 'be seated

Live authentically. Live your truth. And if you love me for anything, love me because I live mine.

It always buzzes me out when I meet someone that I'm a fan of who turns out to be a fan of mine too.

What is thine is mine, and all mine is thine. [Lat., Quod tuum'st meum'st; omne meum est autem tuum.]

Don't fear anything for your letters, they are burnt one by one and I hope you do the same with mine.

All I know is, if we don't eat soon I'm going to chew off a limb. And I can't guarentee it'll be mine.

A friend of mine that I was in a band with started me on Kafka, which in turn led to Camus and Sartre.

Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid of anything. Whatever you have been, you are mine now. I can hold you.

Everything of mine which has been filmed so far has been one character short, and that character is me.

I've made 122 movies, and I daresay there's a picture of mine showing somewhere in the world every day.

Everyone has his superstitions. One of mine has always been when I started to go anywhere, accomplished.

You know what, rip me off once, shame on me. But twice? I'm coming after you and taking back what's mine.

she had something I could not have, and so I resented her—but I realized the fault was mine and not hers.

You expect me to account for opinions which you choose to call mine, but which I have never acknowledged.

When you live in an alcoholic family or an abusive family, you tiptoe, you don't want to step on any mines.

Everybody has a cartoon of themselves. Mine is: I write very fast, and I'm ruthlessly efficient with my time.

I wouldn't call myself a modern Shakespeare, but Shakespeare was probably to his generation what I am to mine.

I like how you don't hide your problems like everyone else, and I don't have to hide mine when I'm around you.

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day for a neighbor. Would you be mine; could you be mine?

The things I had were mine and some of them were broken, but they were real. They were so very far from nothing.

This thing of darkness I acknowlege mine. There is nothing more confining than the prison we don't know we are in.

Every writer since the beginning of time, just like other people, has been afflicted by what a friend of mine calls

I hope everybody thinks they've got the best album. I wouldn't have put mine out if I didn't think it was the best.

A friend of mine told me to shoot first and ask questions later. I was going to ask him why, but I had to shoot him.

Maybe I'm being selfish, but I choose you." He leaned over, lips brushing mine as he whispered, "I always choose you.

Society is the product of relationship, of yours and mine together. If we change in our relationship, society changes.

It is not death that I'm apparently now succumbing to, but the rapid diminishment of lifeforce from this body of mine.

Mine. You're mine, Sin. No one else will ever touch you, do you understand? You belong to me. You'll bond with me. ~Con

Her lips tarried at mine. Baiting each other with the warmth of our breath, barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.

I will never be yours, and you will never be mine; nevertheless, I can honestly say: I love you, I love you, I love you.

Coal mines make the news only when they explode, collapse, kill. It's exciting! Tragedy! Fodder for a cable-news frenzy.

John Lee Hooker became a friend of mine and I love all of his work. He was truly an icon. He lived the life. I miss him.

When people in Washington say they're going to take away my guns, they better bring theirs if they're going to take mine.

My parents have always been cool. They even became surrogates to friends of mine who didn't have such supportive parents.

He bursts out laughing. It's short, as if he regretted allowing me to make him laugh, but the satisfaction's already mine.

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