Quotes About Lucy

Lucy took care of me on the set, and made sure that none of the crew cussed around me. She also had birthday parties for me and made sure that they were well attended.

Washington has been using tax extenders to extort donations for more than thirty years. Lobbyists have likened the tax extenders ploy to Lucy pulling the football away from poor Charlie Brown in the last second.

I love 'I Love Lucy,' and I have the DVD set of 'I Love Lucy.'

'I Love Lucy,' the first classic, really belonged more to the Wacky Woman genre than the domestic sitcom; 'My Little Margie' and 'I Married Joan' were among the shrill, coarse imitations.

My face is still marked with Henry's blood and I bend over this boy as if I'm taking a drink from a fountain in the park. I brush his nearly dead lips and they are dry as the back of my hand. His tongue barely touches mine and pulls away like a thief and oh Lucy if you had only asked me for this.

The cast called her Lucy, but everyone else called her Mrs. Ball. She was honest with people. If she liked you, you knew it. If she didn't, you knew it, also.

I always wanted to do some sort of action film - even a superhero movie - and when 'Lucy' came out, I was like, 'That's what I want to do.'

I think I'd like to do a big movie with a strong female lead, whether or not she would be a superhero. I'm more interested in characters like Scarlett Johansson in 'Lucy.' I'm less interested in people with superpowers because I can't identify with them.

Lucy absently thanked him and at once began to consider which among her gowns would be best suited for a midnight adventure to a gothic castle.

Lucy had no wish to entertain that gentleman. None at all. It was not that Lucy did not wish to marry Mr. Olson, for she had no doubt that marrying him was the most practical thing to do. Nevertheless, she would very much rather avoid the necessity of making conversation with him.

Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places.

How do we know that?" Lucy was frowning. "By inference. She did not attach a piece of paper to a blanket with a bare pin and wrap the blanket around the baby.

nails peeked from his shirt pocket. Kit hated seeing him so anxious about cabbage moths and sagging fences. "I'm sorry if helping Miss Lucy and me is taking you away from

It might've been my fichu. -Patricia to Lucy about her engagement to vicar Penweeble.

My son is not a tactic to be used in political arenas for relevancy and points.

Of course." I glanced at Lucy on the deck. She and Ben were at the rail. Ben was pointing at something far down the canyon and yakking, but Lucy seemed neither to hear him nor to see. As if the other presence were out there, too, and drawing her attention. I felt my own eyes fill, but, like Angela Rossi, I also knew the tricks of survival. "We're not going to walk away, Angie. We're not going to leave you hanging.

When I went back downstairs, Jodi and Lucy were standing together, grinning. Jodi said, "You're working for Jonathan Green? My, my." Impressed. I spread my hands. "He's just another client, ladies." Mr. Modest. Lucy put her hands on her hips. "No, he's not. He's Jonathan Green.

Lucy was beaming. "We just turned on the news and there you were. You and Jonathan Green. Was it exciting?" "Being with Jonathan?" "No, silly! They said you made some kind of break-through that might turn the case around. Jonathan said that you were the finest investigator he's ever worked with." I tried to look blasé and stifled a yawn. "Oh, that." She punched me in the arm. "Be serious.

Shifting Lucy to his shoulder, he began to rock without moving his feet, a movement new to him but as old as fire and having the grace of 1000 years.

Lucy didn't stop spinning and I began to wonder if she was ever going to let the boy come up for air. They formed their own planet in the middle of the room, rotating around a sun that only they could see.

I never wanted to take off the pink gown I wore to the 'Gypsy' premiere. It was a magical dress for a magical moment.

the chocolate raisins tasted somewhat fishy, but Lucy didn't care-chocolate was chocolate. She changed her mind however, when she realized that the raisins were tiny fish heads.

A crab!" yelled Lucy. "He can be a crab!" Jim Knee gave Lucy a withering stare - a crab was little better than a turtle. Septimus looked at Lucy in admiration.

I like all the types of supposed work that I do. It's a privilege: I can't believe I get paid for it.