Quotes About Admiration

Are there any celebs I'd like to meet? I'd love to meet the Dalai Lama.

I love Chrissie Hynde and Mick Jagger. Someone at Capitol pointed out how much my inflections are similar to Jagger's.

I love Goodfellows and I love Nick Palleggi, but no, it's The Godfather, 1 and 2.

Love is the feeling we get when we recognize the positive attributes in another.

I love watching Jeff Bridges act. He's brilliant.

I love Shah Rukh Khan! I have seen many of his movies.

I don't have anything against Jimmy Fallon, I love him, he's a kick...

We all love to see excellence as a fan, and I am a fan now watching excellence in the Rangers net.

I'm a big Hilary Duff person! My family loves her.

Everyone has a moment when they discover they love Amy Poehler.

David Lynch is my friend, and I love his movies and his art and his music. Few things make me happier than working with him.

I'm a frustrated driver. I would love to be out on the track instead of them. I look at them with envy.

I would love to have a drink with Meryl Streep or Prince. Those are my top two people I would love to talk to.

I just love Jamie Foxx!

I really, really love Daniel Craig as Bond.

I love Sam Mendes. He's a fantastic director.

Kevin Costner. I love Kevin Costner. That's all I have to say. I love Kevin Costner.

God is beautiful and He loves beauty.

Ramona was filled with the glory of losing her first tooth and love for her teacher. Miss Binney had said she was brave! This day was the most wonderful day in the world! The sun shone, the sky was blue, and Miss Binney loved her.

Safely past the livery stable, we crossed back over Maple Street. We usually met a relative or two. Sometimes it was Uncle Fred, my father's oldest brother, who had a fascinating bald head. After we passed him, Mother said, "You mustn't stare at Uncle Fred's bald head. You might hurt his feelings." How could I hurt his feelings when I so admired his bald head? I once tried to cut off my own hair so I could be bald, too.

Occasionally, he would exclaim over a view or regard with admiration some passing marvel of nature, but mostly to him hiking was a tiring, dirty, pointless slog between distantly spaced comfort zones.

Tunney has all the makings of a hero – he was clean living, intelligent, polite, reasonably good-looking – but, like Lou Gehrig, he lacked the chemistry that stirred affection.

Here comes the great Kaka!

And the reason I am writing this on the back of a manila envelope now that they have left the train together is to tell you that when she turned to lift the large, delicate cello onto the overhead rack, I saw him looking up at her and what she was doing the way the eyes of saints are painted when they are looking up at God when he is doing something remarkable, something that identifies him as God.