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I go to the studio everyday because one day I may go and the Angel will be there. What if I don't go and the Angel comes?
What if you do fail, and get fairly rolled in the dirt once or twice. Up again, you shall never be so afraid of a tumble.
I tell you what, if somebody gives you the opportunity to live your dream, wouldn't you want to do it for a lot of hours?
That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for him to love me in my way?
What if the primary work of education was the transforming of our imagination rather than the saturation of our intellect?
We wonder, what if we got rid of cash? After all, cash is what keeps terrorists, drug dealers and gun dealers in business.
'What if?' is just about the worst question I can ask myself, and I want to avoid it at all costs for the rest of my life.
Isn't it strange how we move out lives for another day? Like skipping a beat, what if a great wave should wash us all away?
What if happiness is in fact more about remembering who we are, rather than attempting to change anything or anyone at all?
People say, 'What if your name was Niki Smith?' Well, if Niki Smith lived the life I've lived, it would have great bearing.
What if English toil and blood Was poured forth, even as a flood? It availed, Oh, Liberty, To dim, but not extinguish thee.
By some fluke, my folks forgot to ask me the question most crucial to ensuring a lifetime of self-doubt: 'What if you fail?
Fearless means trusting your instincts and clarity of thought. Once you have made up your mind, don't be scared of what if.
What if Park realized that all the things he thought were so mysterious and intriguing about her were actually just … bleak?
What if you were really meant to be with someone? But you kept messing about and having the Horn and so on and you lost them.
What if i fail?" ...the more profound question is, "what if i never fail?" "Stop making excuses and start managing your fear.
It's hard when you lose your best players. It's tough. I'm not going to lie. It makes you think, 'What if they didn't leave?'
What if the beauty around us is meant as a reminder for the many gifts we have been given and our need to give thanks to them?
You can't choose where you belong, and where you don't. But what if the place you don't belong is the only place you have left?
What if my greatest disappointments, or the aching of this life, is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't satisfy?
What if it's boring - or if it's not boring, it might be too revealing, or worse, it might be too revealing and still be boring.
What if we move to a path to legalization? How do we reconcile that with justice and fairness with those that come here legally?
To go into a game wondering, 'What if I do this wrong?' is a terrible way to think. You just have to believe in what you can do.
What if Macauley Culkin were black in 'Home Alone?' Most people would write it differently... but I would write it the same way.
When I see that little white ball go up, I want to catch it, no matter what. If I have to knock myself silly doing it, so be it.
It is a great pleasure to escape sometimes from the restless class of Reformers. What if these grievances exist? So do you and I.
As they used to say 'What if they gave a war and nobody came?' How worthwhile if they declared a day of peace and everybody came.
What if you, too, were to greet every interaction in your life with the question 'What's the potential opportunity that this is?'
It is exciting and emancipating to believe we are one of nature's latest experiments, but what if the experiment is unsuccessful?
But what if Shakespeare― and Hamlet― were asking the wrong question? What if the real question is not whether to be, but how to be?
I always imagined music trapped inside my clarinet, not trapped inside of me. But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?
In a reality made of energy, thoughts may literally be things. What if it was intended that we create our own realities after death?
What if I could give you your life back; pluck out the pain; and give you a world of unimaginable beauty that would be for all time.
Often the ideas in the show start out as ideas that make you laugh - outrageous "what if" ideas. I wanted an outlet for doing those.
An actor is supposed to be a sensitive instrument. Isaac Stern takes good care of his violin. What if everybody jumped on his violin?
Everyone always gets a little irritated by imitators, but mostly I'm flattered. What if you never did anything anyone wanted to copy?
What if we found ourselves building something that nobody wanted? In that case what did it matter if we did it on time and on budget?
What if every relationship you've ever been in, is someone slowly figuring out they didn't like you as much as they hoped they would?
I love [my parents], but what if I could really talk to them? I mean, what if they had some answers? Or would that just be too weird?
My deepest fear about doing TV, especially about doing a network comedy, was what if it felt too surface-y? What if it felt too jokey?
I like science fiction, I like fantasy, I like time travel, so I had this idea: What if you had a phone that could call into the past?
I'm not a "what if." I want to just do it, try it, give it my all, and if it's not meant to be, I can accept that. But I had to do it.
People are gonna comment no matter what. If I dated the most clean-cut, perfect guy, they're gonna comment. That's just the way it is.
The reason I'm fiendishly drawing end-of-game plays when I'm taking notes is what if I screwed up something down the stretch of a game?
Bid imagination run / Much on the Great Questioner; / What He can question, what if questioned I / Can with a fitting confidence reply.
What if one out of every three multinational corporation CEO's were raped every year? Don't you think that would raise a kind of ruckus?
But...what if I mistime it?" Gilan smiled widely. "Well, in that case, I'll probably lop your head off your shoulders." Horace and Gilan
What if, when this fog scatters and flies upward, the whole rotten, slimey city goes with it, rises with the fog and vanishes like smoke.
What if she never remembers?" "Then you better make her fall in love with you, again." "How did I do it the first time?" "You let her in.
What if everything I thought was wrong with me was actually right with me? You have to have the courage to show who you are to the world.