I’m just like anyone. I cut and I bleed. And I embarass easily.

The weapon of suicide bombing is so desperate that you aren’t even left with the possibility of taking revenge or punishing anyone; the terrorist is killed along with his victims, his blood mixing with theirs.

Anyone who’s read my ‘Terror in the Skies’ series knows that I have not been writing with an eye toward approval from any government agency.

I would tell anyone who wants something from someone else to feign not wanting it. People are perverse. If you show great affection to them, they’ll run the other way.

Superstition’s not for me. And I’m not much for medicine either. I know my mind and my body better than anyone else.

My sore throats are always worse than anyone’s.

In fact, I have never met anyone who didn’t like Gargoyles.

It is no secret to anyone that we are going to rule in the most delicate circumstances Spain has faced in 30 years.

Don’t be a zombie for anyone, if your oppressor likes zombies, cinemas are not located in mars.

However, anyone to whom this happens should not leave his room upon awakening, should speak to no-one, but remain alone and sober until everything comes back to him, and he recalls the dream.

I’m no different to anyone else; I want people to like me. I just don’t particularly want them to understand me.

It’s very weird because the ‘It’ guy usually is not the ‘It’ guy next year or even a guy that anyone is talking about.

I don’t think nobody should compare me to anyone, ’cause, at the end of the day, you’ve got a ‘Pac, you’ve got Snoop, you got Tip, you got Wayne – there’s only one Jeezy, man. Ain’t nobody walked in these shoes but me.

I don’t really want to control anyone, to be honest.

You could not even pay anyone to say something bad about Bill.

Two years before the last election you nor anyone else would have predicted that Barack Obama was going to get elected president of the United States.

Give me a few hours, and I can teach anyone how to get in and out on a Hobie. To get to the top level of competition, however, takes years. On a or 18-footer, the total weight between the two people should range from 275-295, and you’ve gotta be a reasonably coordinated person to be...

I want to sit with and 90-year-old people more than anyone. They have played this game before. Not one of them has told me, ‘I wish I had more money.’

Scarcely anyone ever wants to be anybody else. However handicapped or unhappy he feels himself, he would not change places with other more fortunate mortals.

It’s ridiculous, but it’s horrible going bald. Anyone who says it isn’t is lying.

Apparently, there’s this whole set of disgruntled people but obviously it’s not my intention to offend anyone by changing the style of music that I’ve done.

Why would anyone ever tell anything personal to a journalist?

I don’t think anyone’s life is totally wonderful, however it looks from outside.

The fallacy in the progressive critique is the egalitarian dogma that no one should get more than what liberals deem is a ‘fair’ reward, nor should there be any risk to anyone to fail.

Some kids go walking in the mountains, but I just went to the cinema. So when I told my parents I wanted to be an actor, even though this wasn’t normal for Arab kids or anyone in the town, they were sort of expecting it and were very supportive.

If anyone would have been paying serious attention to my puppet shows, I would have been sent to therapy very young.

It’s just me and my 6-month-old puppy. I am not dating anyone.

As a dancer, I’ve always checked my body constantly: ‘Am I having a good day, or am I having a fat day?’ I am probably more critical of myself than anyone else. I am very tiny – 5’1 and a half inches – so there’s nowhere for weight to hide.

I don’t think I’ve ever been mistaken for anyone.

I don’t know anyone who hasn’t woken up one morning, one day in their life and wish they were someone else, or wish they could do something or wish they were capable of something.

When you’re in the closet, you feel like the sky will fall down if anyone finds out. A lot of the fear is self-generated.

My short stature may have something to do with my tendency to shout when enraged. How else is anyone going to hear me way down here?

People see me as someone who doesn’t take any crap from anyone – which I don’t – but it’s my shtick, and I obviously don’t act like that all the time.

What we are doing is taking advantage of the broadband Internet to provide basically unlimited free calls to anyone at a higher voice quality than they can with the phone lines.

Eventually, if you had a printer that is IPP compliant, that printer will have a Web address and anyone around the world who can get on the Internet can print to that URL.

I asked a couple of months ago if anyone would like to start picketing the gas stations.

I am not better than anyone else just because I play football.

I’m no hero. Heroes don’t come back. Survivors return home. Heroes never come home. If anyone thinks I’m a hero, I’m not.

I never want to hurt anyone on the ice. That’s not the type of player I am.

I race historic muscle cars back in Australia, and that’s my hobby. And I try to race home as soon as I’ve finished a movie but don’t tell anyone.

Certainly I’m always willing to talk to anyone who’s interested in talking to me!

A good actor must never be in love with anyone but himself.

I couldn’t bear it if anyone knew I had hardly any self-confidence at all.

Cassius Clay is a name that white people gave to my slave master. Now that I am free, that I don’t belong anymore to anyone, that I’m not a slave anymore, I gave back their white name, and I chose a beautiful African one.

Anyone who tries to write a memoir needs to keep in mind that what’s interesting to you isn’t necessarily interesting to a reader.

You have to be a brat in order to carve out your parameters, and you have to be a monster to anyone who gets in your way. But sometimes it’s difficult to know when that’s necessary and when you’re just being a baby, throwing your rattle from the cage.

The funny thing is, I’m so used to not caring what anyone says, good or bad, that unfortunately even when people say good things… I wish it made me feel good, but it doesn’t.

I didn’t jump onto anyone else’s coattail and ride their wave.

I’ve been hit hard a few times, been hit really hard a few times, but I don’t think I’ve ever left a memorable, lasting impression on anyone I’ve ever hit.

I have a tip that will take five strokes off anyone’s golf game. It’s called an eraser.